Like always I hitched a ride to the east lagoon and then set out for North Barren in my Kayak. I leave the east lagoon through a cut between two islands and then a traverse a shallow sandy area before reaching the coral gardens that lie beside Barren island. I have to admit this is a task I really enjoy. Paddling through the open waters is a welcomed respite from the somewhat cramped feeling I tend to get on the small, densely vegetated islands that make up the atoll. The commute is also a moment of precious alone time, which is rare because most tasks require more than at least two people for safety as well as practicality.
When I pass through the cut that leads out of the east lagoon I feel like I'm the first person to witness this pristine site. In the daydreams that sweep through my mind while I execute the steady, rhythmic paddling motion, I switch between the role of the intrepid explorer and the the secret service agent on a mission. Servicing the microphones is such a bizarre juxtaposition of of pure nature and high technology. It looks like no one has ever been here before and yet Sony and Panasonic have made their presence here. I dive down and take the devices out of their cages on the seabed before changing the batteries and memory cards from them. When everything is tied tight and running I hurry back to station, in eager anticipation of my first snorkeling trip.
But now it's bed time, and sleep must not wait! Hopefully I will have time to describe my sights, or perhaps better, I will leave you to create your own water wonderland.
But now it's bed time, and sleep must not wait! Hopefully I will have time to describe my sights, or perhaps better, I will leave you to create your own water wonderland.