East African sailing trip – log 56

SAILING LOG56

October 24, 2004

Oh what a beautiful day! At 7:30am breakfast of fresh tropical fruit salad topped with muesli and home-made yoghurt is over and we lower our dingy from the davits. Our cameras are in the waterproof bag and we zoot off to explore; stopping at the little sandy beach and naturally sculptured carved sandstone caves and formations. After taking numerous photographs we head to the point where locals are repairing or building a stone jetty.

Back on Karibu we grab our snorkeling gear – it’s fabulous to float over the watery wonderland watching the antics of the marine inhabitants going about their daily business of searching for food. I know I’ve said it before and I have to say it again… we love to snorkel and diving over corals – very little gives us the same satisfaction and contentment. We find another little clown fish to add to the bucket aquarium on our dive platform.
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We pull up the anchor and move closer to Prison Island. Changuu (Prison Island) is a small island 3.5 miles (5.6 km) north-west of Stone Town Zanzibar. The island is around 880 yards (800 m) long and 250 yards (230 m) wide at its broadest point. Originally intended as a prison, no prisoners were ever housed on the island and instead it became a quarantine station for yellow fever cases.

The station was only occupied for around half of the year and the rest of the time it was a popular holiday destination. More recently the island has become a government-owned tourist resort and houses a collection of endangered Aldabra Giant Tortoises which were originally a gift from the British governor of the Seychelles many years ago. When we pass the place is crowded with tourists and we change course and head to Grave Island. This does not look as if it will provide a safe anchorage and we choose to sail back to Mtoni Marine.

We spent too much time in the water snorkeling and my back and shoulders got too sunburnt – it is so hot and we can’t cool off in the sea as that too is lukewarm. I am exhausted and feeling lonely, we are missing the family and our friends. I sent an invitation to everyone we know, asking them to join us for a week or two in this ideal place but so far – no takers…