People of Kuna Yala

If you go to Kuna Yala, you'll surely find the people to be fun loving and friendly. Volleyball is played with enthusiasm. Babies are truly adored and children seem to enjoy an abundance of attention. These images reflect just a small sample of our experience in the San Blas Islands.

New Camera for Christmas

Owen & Elliot

Robert got a new underwater camera for Christmas. It's an Olympus. Elliot gets to share and has taken a lot of underwater shots. Enjoy!

Dog Island, San Blas Islands

Rex snapping pics on Dog Island wreck, San Blas

Lemmon Cays, San Blas Islands

Feather Duster

Social Feather Dusters

Hermit Crab

Flamingo Tongue

Christmas Tree Worm

Anemone

Owen

Check us out on the Panama Canal, Thursday

Rex on the high seas.

We will be travelling through the Millaflores Locks around 1700 UTC (around noon US Eastern Standard Time) on Thursday, Jan. 28. Click here for web cam. Bristol Rose is rafted up to the Catamaran Tucanon and Sloop Eowyn. We will be at the front of the pack on the right hand side. Check us out.

Leaving the Caribbean

Wow, hard to believe. Trish and I have sailed Bristol Rose 5,000 miles and are about to leave the Caribbean. With Owen, Elliot and Rex, we are about to enter Colon Harbor, Panama where we will prepare to transit the Panama Canal. For us it is a time of mixed emotions, to be leaving the now familiar Caribbean and the many good friends we have made along the way, as we begin our long awaited return to the Pacific Ocean; the ocean we fondly think of as our home waters. As we sadly say goodbye to the Americas we think just as fondly of our chosen home for the past 13 years in North America, and the good friends we hope to see again. Across the Pacific lies our homeland Australia, about 8,000 miles and 6 months away.

Escape from Acuadup

Bristol Rose is a lone boat, anchored in the lee of Acuadup, close to the shore. What an experience to see a traditional Kuna Village and its people. Huts with dirt floors are packed in around the shoreline, cooking fires inside the huts, pigs kept in pens, dug-out canoes lining the shoreline. The larger community huts are in the interior of the small island. At night only the lights from fires and flashlights can be seen.

On our walk through the village the people are friendly, mostly with retailing on their minds. Approaching a hut, women bring out Molas to sell. If you want a photo, $1 thank-you. Volley ball is very popular with the people on Acuadup. Children of all ages play in the walk ways, volley ball nets are set up outside huts.

Trish is not saying how many photos she is taking, but at $1 each we won't have too many to sort through. We are also approached by one lady and asked to re-charge her cellphone. This we do and are successful in returning the phone. Then another asks to have a phone charged, and another. Oh dear, you can see where this is going to end up. Interestingly, we did not receive requests for milk, canned food, or any other item despite the fact that food does not appear to be all that plentiful. The Kuna have little in the way of possessions and huts are furnished simply with hammocks.

We stay anchored overnight off the quiet village of Acuadup. Next morning we plan to leave but not before printing off a couple of photos to give to the people who posed for Trish at $1 per shot. Once photos are distributed we'll leave for Dog Island.

When others on the island see the photos, word spreads like wild fire through the village. Babies and adults are dressed up. Children run out from their huts beckoning Trish to follow. Everyone cries, "photo, photo". No more requests for $1. Photo madness takes over. Trish is welcomed into huts with requests to photograph so many adored babies. Each shot is eagerly viewed on the digital screen with the subjects sometimes asking for a different pose, a close up, a full length shot, more children, in front of the canoe, etc.


Before we get back to Bristol Rose over 700 photos are shot and we have another cellphone to charge. The reality sets in. We only have 100 sheets of 6x4 photo paper. The rest of the day is spent sorting and printing photos. We do our best to print photos that contain multiple people, sadly realizing that we will not be able to please everyone.


It is afternoon, Trish is mobbed as she hands out the photos, with still more requests coming in. Luckily, Trish did not take her camera with her for the delivery. We must move on so we say our goodbyes and head back to Bristol Rose, weigh anchor and escape. Lesson learned, be careful what you wish for; be ready to oblige for ALL when you unwittingly offer anything to anybody or be prepared to look in the face of disappointment.