Next day we move to hakahetau bay, nearer the stunning rock formations, with our usual dolphins escort. The pebble beach makes a scary noise as for the landing quay it is a bit dicey. Ian is not feeling too well so we stay on board for 2 days enough for him to recover. I do make myself useful by cooking and putting in jars bananas and carrots. We have only one foray on shore, so I make it count... Up early, Ian is dragged up to the little but so cute waterfall, passing the new village and the old one, petting horses and chatting to kids exercising their fighting cockerels. I leave Ian to recover sitting on a wall on the side of the road as I walk up the slope to get a view of the goat farm and our anchorage. Next we go back to the church, where I drop Ian under the mango tree for a snooze while I go explore the pebbles beach, the cemetery on top of the hill, and make my way up the valley as far as the plantation and goat farm at the foot of the nearest rock finger. It is a real shame Ian was not fit to follow me, the path is easy and he would have loved it. We may even had made it all the way around the mountain.
