Dec 26-27 on Maha; 28-30 on La Digue, 2013
My logged dives #1264-1269
The Seychelles has long been on my bucket list, since it was one of my backtracker travel options in 1974. From Mombassa I could have hitch-hiked to South Africa or headed east 3rd class or worse on a boat to Bombay that called in to the Indian Ocean isles. I ended up heading west as far as Ghana, but reflecting on this, I'm sitting on the Lanai at Belle Amie
guest house in La Digue, a place I highly recommend if you are diving Seychelles (clean and comfortable, nice family running it, can arrange your meals but near a delicious take-away, 10 min walk into town, the cheapest place I managed to find in Seychelles at 40 euros a night, and right across from the dive center). I arrived here yesterday on the
boat that costs nearly $100 from Mahe, at dusk, in the rain. I was
expecting to find few cars but there were taxis at the jetty and I got one to
Belle Amie. They lent me an umbrella at the guest house so I could go
out and get something to eat. Traffic in the cobbled streets outside
splashed through the puddles, most of it bicycles with riders
carrying umbrellas, a happy improvement over Mahe, where you really
have to watch out for incessant traffic when walking or running on the poorly lit country roads.
At my guest house, they recommended the Gala take-away with meals for $5 but, when I got there I found there were ten meals ahead of me
(someone with a big order) it came in styrofoam and was not what I
felt like having at the moment. I hadn't eaten all day because I never bothered to
stock my self-catered apt on Mahe, I'd been diving all morning my last day on Mahe, run
into town to get a boat ticket, returned to Beau Vallon and retrieved my gear from the dive shop, got
a taxi to take me home to Belle Ombre and wait while I packed, got taken to
the harbor, and ended up in La Digue with nothing in my stomach all
day apart from coffee on the dive boat. So when the rain slackened a
bit I walked toward town and ended up in a popular creole restaurant,
great octopus salad, and decent fish curry, washed down with
overpriced SeyBrew. Later I worked out that beer in supermarkets is half what you pay in restaurants, so a pleasant sundown routine was to get a couple of bottles, take them to a rock on a beach with a sunset view, open them the way the locals do, and, well, sundown, go figgah. And tasty creole-curry takeaway meals were half price as those in restaurants, as good or better, and just as filling, so rather than sit alone and wait for service and pretentious bills at the end, I preferred the option favored by many local people.
Beer at the restaurant was 50 rupees for small
33 cl bottles, a little less than $5. Here on the lanai I am
drinking from the corner shop for half that. I'd been planning all
day to go to the big hotel across the road and pay what ever it cost
me for beer in order to use free wifi, but when I got there I found
wifi no working, because of de wind! No telling what beer with wifi
costs, but this morning I had a coffee there (next to the dive shop)
and shelled out $6 for that. Somewhat outrageous. Where I'm staying
after tomorrow, beer is $5 and wifi is $5 for an hour. If beer at the
fancy hotel is less than $10 then it's the best bargain because it
comes with unlimited wifi, in theory. In practice there is no wifi.
This is Seychelles, mon.
La Digue, Ave Maria
The diving on La Digue was pretty good compared to Mahe. Here they have animals. The dive guide Michel led us to a place where there was an octopus only he could see. He started scratching in the sand in front of its lair and some tentacles emerged. Cool, and we saw another octopus later in the dive. But before that a shark meandered across our path, white tip. We saw a number of them. I followed one around with my GoPro for almost a minute. At one point I saw a turtle and went for it. The turtle was in no way fazed by divers poking GoPros at its beak. He was more interested in things that resembled food that came within reach. Divers seemed to be neither here nor there. I got good videos of this one.
I wrote this in an email to my wife: from
Mahe
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I think Seychelles is a bit over-rated
from what I've seen here. It looks like a lot of places we've been
and lived (like Hawaii). I did two dives today on Mahe. The first one was
to a wreck. They forgot the GPS, but took us in the water anyway,
couldn't find the wreck, put us back on the boat, went back to
harbor, got the GPS, and then we did 12 min on the wreck before 2nd
dive deco started to kick in, two dives to 35 meters just an hour or
two apart. It was like a double size Inchcape (a deep wreck in UAE), nothing phenomenal.
The afternoon dive on a coral reef was silty, nothing there to write
home about.
One thing though, the people here are
phenomenally friendly. The place I stay, La Cachette in Belle Ombre, the owners Paul and Agnela are being really good to
me, gave me too much scotch last night (Christmas) and cooking birthday dinner
for me tonight. The way I ended up here was also through making a
booking on booking.com, for a place that was in fact full, but once you get
in the network, kekua kicks in and they figure something out for you.
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Diving Mahe
The dive the next day off Mahe was better, but not up to expectations, unless one's expectations had taken the weather into consideration. We were told of a destination the day before that sounded super! But when we got in the boat we were told we were going to a wreck. Waves were roller coaster right outside the harbor and the wreck turned out to be one not far from the one we had visited the day before. This one was a little shallower and had a mooring line on it, so they could find it without GPS. It was also near the reef so when the Canadian couple I was buddied with went low on air we headed there and ended up with a 40 min dive, me just south of 100 bar. It was pretty silty. We headed into port to change tanks in calmer waters and have our coffee and then headed out to our second dive called Grand Bazaar, just south of the place where were told we were going originally that day. Here the vis was better, and we had the fortune to see an eagle ray which I got some shots of. First time it went into flight and I followed fast and I think I was being blamed for chasing it, though these things always power on when they become aware of divers. But we saw it again, or at least I did, and this time I was very quiet and got some pictures of it as is rooted under a rock. I tapped my tank twice and when it finally decided to move, I don't think many others saw it, though the dive guide went into spear position when it finally made a run for blue ocean.
Another day dawns in La Digue, the
rains from yesterday are supplanted by grey cloud cover, eventually
by bright sun. Sleep was interrupted by a car stopping outside with
loud bass boom box at 3 a.m but it moved on. I was getting up at 6 to
try and be at the park entry at 7:00 where the big turtles were on La
Digue, on L'Union Estate, which charged an entry of 100 rupees, or 10
euros (worth 150 rupees; or $15, i.e. three dollars more than 100 rupees).
My preferred mode of transport at that hour was jogging. I had made
a jog to the park entrance the day before, late afternoon, but was
told I would be best off to come next day, because the entry was for
a day pass and the turtles were more active in the morning. So I
turned up right when they told me the day before they opened at 7:00 but found the gate closed but for a small
pedestrian entry, and was told by the gate-man that the park didn't really open till 7:30. But he didn't prevent my entry, he told me I could go “there”
and I could pay “there”. “There” however, was not
straightforward. I jogged into the park and headed for the beaches
but there was no one about and no turtles around. I started to take
in the interesting rock formations in the park as I jogged and
eventually up a sand track found a signpost for Anse Source d'Argent
so I took that path, the only one signposted. Down a sandy
footpath lined with vendor booths (no vendors at this hour) I finally
came out on a postcard sized beach that I recognized from actual postcards
as being a popular and ridiculously crowded one during the day. I had
my GoPro so I could film the turtles I had come to see and I switched it on and took a
panorama of this archetypal Seychelles beach, with no one on it.
Back up the footpath I found a vendor
just setting up who told me the turtles were back the way I had come
so I tried all the beaches I could find, but still no turtles.
Eventually I arrived back at the gate where the man who had known
little English had been replaced by a lady who knew more but still
could hardly explain where 'there' was. I asked if she had a map.
She said I was the first person ever to come here and not see the
turtles. As we argued over my stupidity and their lack of signage, I
came to realize that the turtles were in a pen near the big rock in
the middle of the park. So they were zoo turtles, not at all on the beach, and I decided I
didn't need to pay significant money to see them and ran back to get
supermarket food before reporting for diving at 8:30.
La Digue, Marianne
That was the first thing to go wrong
that morning. The second thing was on our first dive when we were
put in a foursome where the guy with the camera and his girlfriend
totally ignored the rest of us and refused to keep up or make any
attempt to contact Lana, the divemaster, so a lot of our dive was
spent twiddling our thumbs waiting for them, and Lana at times having
to go back and see where they were. The next thing was, when sharks
started to appear, and I thought I would like to video them, it
occurred to me to wonder if I had shut the GoPro off after my beach
shot. Of course I hadn't so I had no battery to speak of. This wasn't
so bad on the first dive. I saw two sharks, one that came in front
of me but turned tail quickly, and another in amongst the jacks in
the grey blue yonder. Neither was easily video'd so I didn't feel the
loss. At some point our dive guide Lana pointed up and my buddy saw
the flight of eagle rays but I didn't, nada, niete, and again no lost
video. We saw a giant tuna pass overhead, but again, not really ripe
for a closeup.
It was on the second dive that I really missed
the GoPro. This dive was super. Both dives were in the Marianne part
of the park. The first thing we saw was a turtle, but I had turtle
video from the day before, so ma'alesh. Then we came across a meter long hulking
barracuda, ok, he was photogenic, but I didn't feel that concerned.
Next we saw in a school of unicorn fish a humphead parrotfish, still
a little murky. Then in the sand there appeared a guitar shark, or in
fact, I think it was one of those odd creatures Bobbi and I saw in
Mozambique in 2009. This time I settled alongside and pulled out my
camera and got a few blinks out of it before it switched off, just as
the animal was leaving. You'd think this was enough for one dive but
then a shark appeared and I swam up to it just in time to catch it
grazing the top of a reef. Andrea, the Azzurra dive center owner or
manager, was leading a superb dive but he was about to show us more.
He beckoned us upward and around a rock where we found a couple of
sharks swimming to and fro. Then there were was a napoleon wrasse
there as well. Then a turtle swam into view. Then sharks started
swimming about as humphead parrotfish came into the fish soup. Again
I managed to get a few beeps out of my GoPro but nothing that would
capture that moment. Slap forehead (and enjoy)!
