To Kayak, Or Not To Kayak, That Is The Question

Trip Start Oct 02, 2012
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Trip End Mar 31, 2014


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Flag of Philippines  , Palawan,
Monday, November 5, 2012

First things first, we need a shop. Anna's favourite (only) pair of flip flops has bit the dust so it's time to splash the cash. We head to the main street and look at stuff. Fairly soon Anna is sporting a new pair of (genuinely fake) Havaianas Flip Flops. They cost about 3.50 so we won't be eating for the rest of the day.. ;)

As we are massively sunburnt and want to dodge the beach for a bit, Ian insists on hiring a kayak to explore the coast and nearby island. Anna is reluctant but finally caves when Ian turns on the waterworks. Off we paddle into the sea. Five minutes later we are exhausted, but we've hired this kayak for the day so we are bloody well going to keep paddling! It soon dawns on us that there isn't much shade out at sea and our already roasted skin starts to smoke and the smell of BBQ fills the air. We are turning into a floating lighthouse. Anna begins to curse Ian under her breath and Ian wishes his amazing idea for the day had been to sit under a palm tree. About halfway to an island we have been paddling towards for the last hour, a fishing boat in our path begins to hail us and wave to us. We panic. We are unsure what he is trying to tell us but we figure its best to avoid him so we divert to a little boulder-filled beach for a rest and a look about.

After gathering our strength we head back the way we came and stop at another shallow beachy island where the water surrounding it is close to boiling temperature and the rocks on the beach are sharp and unwelcoming. We head off again into the sun feeling tired, burnt and fed up with stupid kayaking. Then, as if sensing our mood, the sea gives us a little show of wonder. Scores of flying fish begin hurling themselves out of the waters to skim across the surface of the sea in front of our little vessel. We forget our woes and watch in awe and laughter as they fly past like skimming stones with fins. Finally we pull the kayak up onto a sandbank about a hundred metres off the coastline. Its like a little private beach out at sea, we relax for a while and play on the sand and in the cool water. By the time we return home we have sunburn on our sunburn and have lost the feeling in our arms.

Tomorrow we will absolutely, definitely, positively, stay out of the sun...

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