|The most peaceful anchorage EVER!|
Upon dropping our anchor, the locals came to welcome us. Several families were heading home from their gardens and had children with them. There had been no school today due a teacher's conference. The fathers had the harvest and the children in one large outrigger canoe and the mothers were in their own smaller dugout. Definitely a "two car family."
|Returning home from the garden.|
|Looks like a successful day of fishing! They start young.|
|One little piglet that may be a pet instead of dinner one day! |
|She was looking for a writing tablet so we gave here a |
notebook and some pencils. Can't resist that smile!
(I know, it is not good for them either!)
|Doing the laundry - the hard way!|
|These kids are amazing! They move around|
the dugouts with such grace and balance.
|Another fisherman demonstrating the use of a slingshot type|
of device they use to shoot fish instead of a hook and line.
|Grinding the pepper plant root to make Kava. Their Kava|
is much stronger than other islands. I think it is because
they use the fresh root and others let it dry first.
|Karina with the blonde hair!|
|There is a special area where the dance is done and others|
are not allowed in that part of the forest unless they have
attained a certain status - or are paying visitors!
|It appears that only certain men can dance the traditional|
bird dance. They called theirs the Hawk Dance.
And women are very low in status. At least they have stopped knocking our the wife's front teeth. They used to do this to show that she was taken! More on them in the next blog.
|Nambas and body paint with ankle bracelets did not leave|
much to the imagination. Check out the muscle definition!
|The Chief wanted Joyce and I to have a photo taken|
with the dancers. Since not everyone can see it, I am
not sure why it is okay to have photos!
|Dennis downing a coconut shell of Kava.|