🇬🇧 I’m embarking on the story of a few stopovers. I won’t do them in order, just out of desire and to dust off some old memories.
We are today in Vanuatu. When I say today, I am talking about the day of writing this story that dates back 15 years! On the advice of a French yachtsman met at the customs of Efate, the capital of Vanuatu, I take the direction of Emae Island. The dives there would be beautiful and the atmosphere very village. Aurora flies at 7 knots without too much force. The trade winds blow in the direction of travel, everything is fine. Finally, to be honest if the boat is doing well, the captain suffers from a cigatera. This toxin relayed by the fish food chain and that I suspect having caught with a fish offered by a fisherman from Havannah Harburg. I feel a strange sensation in my knees, not really pain, let’s say permanent fatigue. I thus arrive in front of Emae Island and land on the beach where some people watch me do.
🇬🇧 Slowly adopting the customary habits, I will greet the fishermen and ask to meet the chef to present my diving intentions and especially introduce myself. Because here 'the custom' remains in disinterested sincerity. It is in fact neither more nor less than a gesture of politeness. This was not really the case in Caledonia where sometimes money enters the account and makes the custom pass for a paid entry ticket. The meeting with the chef is very cordial and I will leave with a bag full of fruits and vegetables! The chef also informs me to a person who takes me to the coast and picks up a good bag of leaves from a coastal tree. It is according to him the perfect remedy for cigatera. To be taken as an infusion at will. Something I will do without the slightest hesitation. Paco, one of the fishermen who saw me arrive, talks to me about a reef, Cook Reef, where the underwater landscapes would be very rich. The appointment is made, Paco will come on board and guide me to the reef.
🇬🇧 It will take us 1 to 2 hours to reach the reef. This reef is quite small, a few hundred meters wide or rather circumference as it is circular. Difficult to find a suitable area for anchorage, but we end up finding a suitable space there. Paco shows me a place to dive. I leave him on board, and immerse myself. From the first seconds I understand that the place is exceptional. The water is clear, the corals are all smaller in size, the fish range from very small to sharks and tuna of a more than respectable size. The current is strong, the columns swing from right to left giving the sensation of a good established wind, and I enjoy photographing these unique landscapes. I feel like I am the first to come dive here as the isolation and beauty of the places make them seem untouched. But even if the divers exceptionally pass here, I know that I am not the first, Paco will confirm it to me.
🇬🇧 I take advantage of Cook Reef but since the place is not protected, I can’t go back there at will. You have to know how to enjoy rare things! As for the cigatera, it seems not to resist my herbal teas, the pains disappear. Already several days spent here, I continue my journey towards the north by promising to come back here one day.