One of the many temples on the Island - this is a Chinese Taost temple. When I got out of the car I could smell it...the sea breeze
carries a taste of incense...
temple offering
Christmas Island is in the Indian Ocean Territory of Australia. It's about 360 km south of Jakarta, Indonesia, and a 3 hour 40 minute flight from Perth. Our local population is largely Chinese, followed by Malay. The rest of us fall into the minority. If you enjoy the virtual tour here, you should come and visit. The real thing is always better :-)
I stopped at the Grocery store after a morning of photography. When I got out of the car I spotted this bird flying around the cove. I grabbed my camera and fired off 2 shots before it disappeared. Sometimes you get lucky :-)
A local informed me that this was a mosquito bush - one of many around our house. My opinion - anything green in the tropics is a mosquito bush!!! I put on the aeroguard when I go out into the jungle, but then it runs off in rivers of perspiration. So the price of exploring and getting great photos - is lots of mossie bights.
On Saturday 31st January, the majority of our belongings arrived - YEAH!! It was a huge relief because of all the stories we heard about boats that didn't arrive last year or couldn't unload because of high swell.
There are lots of these Urchins close to the Jetty at Flying Fish Cove. The most recent underwater photos were all shot "blind". The screen on my underwater camera has died - much to my disgust. Only photos of subjects that weren't moving worked out. I haven't actually been snorkelling for the last 2 weeks. It has just taken me this long to get enough internet time to post these photos.
We arrived at the bird sanctuary with our first rescued Booby just in time to see Max feed the birds. He had some "visitors" as well. Birds that have recovered and returned to the wild, sometimes come back for a free feed because they know the routine. They were difficult to photograph nicely though because they were sitting on chairs and an old table.
You can hear this Grotto long before you see it - local legend says that a dragon sleeps here. The sound of air being sucked in and drawn out again by wave action truly makes it sound like a dragon!!
With great persistance, Simon managed to open a coconut by bashing it against rocks and tearing half the husk off. After we had eaten our fill of fresh coconut (so much nicer than supermarket bought) I gave the last of it to a Coconut Crab that wandered past.