Kuto Lunch

After a busy morning of sightseeing and failing to really come home with any notable produce from the Vao Saturday morning markets, our last resort was to head for the resort that The Bloke and Geoffers had discovered a few days previously. Apparently they hadn't had a beer or three, or any chips they had assured us. But then they admitted they had after all, and thought we girls might like to sample them too. No food prep or dishes?... an easy sell!

View to Baie Kanumera through a hole in the trunk of a gnarled tree.

Plaited palm fronts creating a screen on the foreshore

A grove of very gnarled Bugny trees. 

We couldn't imagine any wind causing them to flutter or bend.

A gite. Very Rustic beach-side accommodation adjacent to the little resort.

The tide had receded further by the time we'd eaten and enjoyed a few bevvies, allowing us to take a closer peek at the rock sacred to the local Kanaka people. A sign made it clear not to go further.

Some formidable looking totems up above.

It was sad to see multiple signs both in French and English along the beachfront at Kanumera Bay indicating areas of private property and not to trespass. The signs were exceptionally rude and probably reflected the severity of the intrusion experienced by the locals and a measure of the thoughtlessness of others. We felt extremely uncomfortable passing by.

Anna saluting the end of the day with a pinacolada.

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