Fiji Sun

Fiji’s Remote Former ‘Cannibal Isles’ are Now a Snorkellin­g Paradise

- JOHN BORTHWICK SYDNEY MORNING HERALD frederica.elbourne@fijisun.com.fj

No one planned it this way but sometimes the best stuff just happens last. We drop overboard from the Zodiac and onto a Yasawa Islands reef that bursts to life before my mask. Blue-green chromis fish flit like electrons around huge, pensive, brain-form bommies.

Below them the reef drops to deeper and deeper blues but I’m content to burble along near the surface, face-down in a rapture of the shallows. This silent coral symphony off Drawaqa Island is the last and most vivid snorkellin­g session of our four-day voyage in Fiji’s northwest archipelag­o, the Mamanuca and Yasawa islands.

Cruise

With one day internatio­nal travel each way, plus a pre-cruise night in Fiji, this six-day roundtrip is a perfectly tailored mini-break, sort of a week-long long-weekend.

We board the 114-passenger, 57-suite expedition vessel MV Caledonian Sky at Lautoka, north of Nadi and set sail for tiny Tivua Island.

Once ashore, my first plunge into its waters clears the digital cobwebs like no over-curated cocktail or double shot espresso ever could. And beach sand between barefoot toes trumps any footwear on earth. I slump beneath a palm tree and sigh, “Let the show begin.”

And so it does.

“Bula, family!”

It’s a welcome we hear often from the ship’s endlessly friendly Fijian crew. It wasn’t always so in the days when these were known as “the Cannibal Isles”.

The Yasawans have greatly upgraded their table manners since 1789 when the first Europeans stumbled through here.

William Bligh and his 17 loyalists, having lost the “Bounty” to the mutinous Mr Christian, were rowing 7000 torturous kilometres from Tonga to Dutch Timor but, on reaching the Yasawas they had to franticall­y out-paddle a war canoe of lip-smacking local warriors. Bligh later immortalis­ed the location as, of course, Bligh Passage.

Naviti Island

Our second day starts with a wake-up swim off Naviti Island’s Brothers Beach, a long, white slash of silica and snoozing green hills. Drift snorkellin­g between two Zodiacs, we’re soon over a kaleidosco­pic reef of parrot fish, surgeonfis­h and endless soft corals. (Fiji is described as “the soft coral capital of the world”.)

For non-swimming guests there are glass-bottom kayaks that reveal equally vivid submarine views: “It’s like dry snorkellin­g!” exclaims one young paddler.

After a buffet breakfast on the open-air Lido Deck I set out to explore our ship. Caledonian Sky, owned by Captain Cook Cruises Fiji, is an elegant, intimate tub, blue-hulled and immaculate­ly maintained.

It specialise­s in cruises among the outer islands of Fiji, Tonga and

Samoa, negotiatin­g shallow waters where larger ships can’t go. Launched in 1991 as Renaissanc­e VI, the Italian-built, 91-metre ship has a rich pedigree, including once being owned by a Middle Eastern prince who planned to convert it to a private superyacht.

For whatever reason — smaller than the neighbour’s new ride? — he sold the ship, which returned to cruising.

We head north through the islands, alternatel­y swimming (the “Pacific Plunge” off the transom deck is a great favourite), taking Zodiac excursions ashore, catching on-board lectures about ancient Pasifika migration or marine biology, or just doing nothing special. The upper-deck Panorama Lounge is perfect for the latter.

The ship doesn’t have a pool (the library is its own form of immersion) but there’s a mini-gym and massages. And, of course, a bar. My 26-square-metre ocean-view balcony suite is a work of art or, more precisely, of 1990s Italian craftsmans­hip.

Its polished rosewood walls and ceiling encompass a walk-in dressing room, plus ensuite bathroom. A full-length glass wall leads to a balcony that faces an untrammell­ed coastline or, alternatel­y, a horizon so empty with only one other boat spotted on the last day.

Yasawa Group

The volcanic Yasawa Group

stretches 80 kilometres down the ocean like a spill of rough-cut emeralds.

Captain Bligh would still recognise the cockscomb profiles of its six main islands and their outliers. Until 1987 they were closed to most tourism and today there are still only a few small resorts, the best-known being upmarket Turtle Island.

I had sea-kayaked through here 20 years ago and, other than today’s larger villages and more electrific­ation, it feels much the same. We visit one of those villages on Yaqeta, our northernmo­st island, where local schoolmast­er Frank Hilton welcomes us beside a giant breadfruit tree that shades his classrooms. School’s out — it’s summer holidays — and many students are away on neighbouri­ng islands but about 15 boys and girls turn up to greet us.

Mr Hilton explains how he wants his charges to not lose their own home island dialects while still learning standard Fijian and English, plus some Hindi. It’s working. As he notes, “We speak in our own dialects and yet still understand each other.” On the other hand, he shares a quandary common to teachers around the world: so many kids distracted by their mobile phones.

His online, polylingua­l students form-up to sing for us, finishing with the heart-tweaking Fijian song of farewell, Isa Lei.

We scoot back to the ship over the lagoon’s ever-shifting paintbox of blues and soon regroup, better dressed, in the Caledonian Lounge restaurant.

Chef Ashim Singh keeps us elegantly well-fuelled throughout the cruise with a la carte internatio­nal, Indian and Fijian dishes.

Among the latter I love kokodo, a tangy, coconut milk-enhanced version of poisson cru (raw fish salad). As for the yellowfin tuna poke with black sesame rice — yes, every time! Taro leaf rourou soup, I can take or leave. There’s a democratic wine list, including good South Australian options.

If the peaks and shores we’re cruising among seem cinematica­lly familiar it’s because that’s where we’ve seen them already.

The Tom Hanks movie Cast Away was shot in 2000 in the Mamanucas, and Brooke Shields’ 1980 flick, The Blue Lagoon, in the northern Yasawas.

Which is our cue for a landing on Sawa-i-Lau Island where the lagoon — the Blue Lagoon — awaits. Fifteen-metre, cathedral-like walls of karst limestone soar above the famous pool.

Long sun-shafts dapple its tidal waters. But Ms Shields is long gone, replaced today by a tour group of hooting backpacker­s who, born in a subsequent century, are probably asking, “Brooke who?”

 ?? ?? Brooke Shields in the 1980 movie The Blue Lagoon which was filmed in northern Yasawas.
Brooke Shields in the 1980 movie The Blue Lagoon which was filmed in northern Yasawas.
 ?? Photo: Tourism Fiji ?? The cathedral-like Sawa-i-Lau limestone caves.
Photo: Tourism Fiji The cathedral-like Sawa-i-Lau limestone caves.

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