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We get our revenge on a few of the bitey critters.

‘Basta’ lead us through the dangers.

Sitting under hills.

The supply boat arrives.

Parking Mulatupu style.

Modern technology sits with ancient technology.

Every path is immaculate.

Mulatupu municipal parking.

You’re soon for the pot.

Shiny water.

The village stretches around us.

There is rain and then there are downpours.

It doesn’t get much more prefect than Isla Pinos.

Reflections on Isla Pinos.

Walking in the sunshine.

The palm trees give shade to the local transportation.

Back into the jungle.

Flat flat paddleboarding water.

Paddling with friends.

Iain attacks the local produce.

He starts to get serious about extracting the food.

Amazing what you can get out of a coconut.

We find a leak.

Iain digs out the spare we thoughtfully bought.

Sundowners.

The cruising life is a social life.

Palm trees, sunsets and moons.

The set sets on another day.

Beaches to explore.

Our quarry at the top of the hill.

Flat paths lead us around the island.

Iain never bores of the view.

Sketchy gas decanting from sketchy gas bottles.

That’s not what you want to find by the anchor.