The anchor is down in the wide bay of Port Resolution (named by Capt. Cook after his ship). Apart from Cat Coquette who has just arrived there are no other boats here. Just a few local men fishing in the bay from their home-made dugout canoes, with outriggers. A few simple looking thatched huts near the narrow beach, and a more substantial building called the Yacht Club where we will be going this afternoon to arrange transport over the mountains to the other side of the island to check in tomorrow morning. There is a small town there, Lenakel, with immigration facilities but no suitable anchorage.
A half hour of excitement on the way up the coast of the island when we hooked a huge marlin. G struggled to pull it in, and was nearly there when with a huge thrashing the fish unhooked itself. G was very disappointed but don't know how he would have got the at least 60kg fish onto the deck. It was a beautiful creature.
The live volcano is belching out steam not far away, with some fumeroles in the hillsides around the bay. Hope we can visit it while we are here.
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