|A salamander joined me on my on the balcony, walking on the roof, |
trying to catch some insects flying around the light bulb.
|La Costeña Airline, the local Nicaraguan air-shuttle which fly 3 times a day to Corn Island. |
This is the big plane that they use during the high season.
|Some taxis outside the airport. This building are both the departure and arrival hall.|
|I found this map on the wall in a dive shop on Big Corn Island. The southern peninsula is a |
mountain, so no runway can be built there.
|"Caribbean Express", the Panga boat that are trafficking the sea between Big Corn and Little Corn.|
|Map of Little Corn Island. The video above was taken above the lighthouse.|
|I found this on the northern side of Big Corn Island. It has to mean something significant|
to the locals to decorate a bus shed like this.
|Lobster traps no longer in use. Piles of these are seen several places and the fishermen's boats are also on shore, no longer seaworthy and scarred been stored for years in their wrong element.|
Today the 1000+ inhabitants on Little Corn are mainly depended on tourism. Of the total Corn Islands tourists, about 75% of them visit Little Corn. Rumours has it that of the 25% rest, most of them don’t know the difference between the islands and stay on Big Corn because they think it’s the same. When they come to Little Corn, they are angry of their selves, wasting time on Big Corn instead of traveling directly to Little Corn.
|A view from my room. The western side of the island is sheltered from the wind |
and appear calm most of the time, even in strong winds.
|Another view from my room. Big Corn Island in the distance and a fishing boat near by.|
- Nothing at all
- Scuba dive and snorkeling
I could easily have participated in the world championship in no. 1 and I love doing both no. 2 and 3, so I came up with a waterproof plan for may stay: The first 3-4 days I would relax, working on my tan, snorkeling and just walk around and have look at the island. The rest of the days would devote myself to scuba diving and ocean fishing. I couldn’t have been more wrong.
|No rain means no clouds. No clouds means no sunset like this. No filter used and only a mobile phone camera.|
The rain made it a little more challenging going to the beach or just sightseeing the area, and I always needed to think of how to keep my camera dry. The ground never dried completely and the muddy paths around the island was very slippery. Walking up a hill was like walking on ice here in Norway, you have to grip on something to help you to drag yourself up or else you will just slide back down.
|I just crossed the island the few hundred meters from east to west.|
|The most southern beach on the east side with another beach just behind the nearest cape.|
The Corn Islands are volcanic and are remains of one or several volcanoes. Not much reveals this fact, but here and there you can see volcanic rocks erupt from the soil.
|Hopefully, their effort will be rewarded and Little Corn Island will remain Little and not Tiny in the future.|
|Even on the west coast the erosion is evident, but probably in a slower pace, |
but if you plan to build a house here, don't build it too close to the edge.
|On some of the west coast and into the village, there are a concrete path/sidewalk. |
On the rest of the island you have to walk the muddy path on rainy days.
|Whenever you look up at the sky you will probably see the distinct silhouette of a Frigate bird, hovering over you.|
|Today it is busy. Two cargo boats arriving at the same time.|
|Waiting for the boats to discharge.|
|Discharging the cargo from the ship. The pushcarts are handy for local transportation.|
|Barrels of diesel going to the generator which produces the electricity on the island.|
I just loved this blackboard in my favourite restaurant Desideri Cafe, where you can see what fruit drink you can order according to availability:
|Lobster Thermidor with two lobster tails. USD 20,- with rice and vegetables. To die for!|
|I brought my laptop to the restaurant and the restaurant's cat fell in love with its black neoprene padding. |
I think my laptop was the most photographed object that night.
I participated on Tranquilo's pub quiz night (every Tuesday) and got as drunk as a man can be. DC and is friends won the quiz and I was the only single player that night, instantly named "The party of one". A couple of french tourists not participating in the quiz, tried to help me when the topic was about France. They failed to have a correct answer to every question in that round, leaving me to be the overall looser. I didn't realize that before the day after, drinking a huge cup of coffee trying to recover from the previous night. I noticed a lot of coffee drinking people around me, staring into the table that late morning. It was tremendously fun!
|The Tranquilo Cafe.|
|Ready for music night at Desideri.|
|The little souvenir shop where I bought new flip-flops, just beside Desideri. This is also the place where DC sells his |
t-shirts. I wonder if they ever have a Big Bikini Blow-off sale also. 100% off. Would have been so much more fun.
That means that you in theory can dive 3 times a day for a week and never visit the same spot twice.
At the evening of my fourth day, the wind picked up. The calmness of the sea as you can see on the drone video above, had not been the normal as long as I had been there. The waves were breaking over the barrier of coral reefs that surrounds most of the island, hammering into the beaches from the east. The wind is normally steady from east to west, leaving the west side where my hotel is, in shelter for the wind behind a wall of trees.
But now the wind increased, and the sun disappeared most of the day. I already then understood that the scuba dive next day would be cancelled. It was. And so it was for nearly all of my remaining days accept for the 9th of January. They conducted two dives that day on the west side, trying to avoid the roughest sea. I participated on the first dive at 9 am, but it was a total disaster. The waves were high, really high, and some of the divers were seasick already on the way out to the dive spot Long Rock (see the map above). One of them never entered the water at all, emptying his stomach sitting and waiting for us to be finished diving. I had too little lead on me to weigh me down, so I had to constantly swim with my head down and my feet straight up, just preventing myself from floating to the surface. If the sea had been calmer I probably would have returned to the boat to pick up some more weigh to put in my west.
The support on the dive housing for my GoPro had snapped of falling from my bed onto the floor the previous day, so I couldn't mount it on a rod to film any fish closer up. And the waves reached far down to the bottom where we swam, moving us from side to side and we had to swim away from the rocks to avoid been thrown into them.
Here are some of the images that were usable from the dive. Most of the picture were blur and out of focus because I moved the camera during capture, trying to stay still in the water in the rough sea.
The boat went out again at 11 am, but several of the divers like me, had had enough from the first dive and stayed onshore.
|The diving boat prepares to go out for the second dive that day.|
I woke up in the middle of the following night by the howling wind and the rain hammering on the corrugated iron roof. It was like sitting inside a metal tube when somebody was throwing gravel on it. I went outside just to find that I was in the middle of a Caribbean storm. It should have been the wrong time of the year for this shit, but the weather didn't care and it had decided to chase after me for the last 3 weeks.
|My ride back to Big Corn: "Sea Prince IV".|
|Some lucky got a place under the tarpaulin. It was absolutely crowded before departure. This picture is taken early.|