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| Posted by Hans Kianti | |
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Page 2 of 6 MARARISON ISLAND There is first of all, the island of Mararison, which I have already mentioned. It is so near the mainland that when the sea is in a tranquil mood, you can reach the little island by rowing. I have seen small boys take a small dugout barely large enough to hold three of them, improvise some sort of sail, and negotiate the distance in a matter of a quarter of an hour or less, depending on the wind. The island rises in a graceful heap to a good height, considering its size. It is mostly coral and limestone so that the base is of cream or ivory and shows baeutifully against the blue-green surface of the sea and the white rims of the waves that break on the shore. The island is of just the right size for a week's camping. It is large enough to be interesting but not so large that you are discouraged from attempting to explore the whole of it. The size of the island permits you to know it well, to know its every nook and cranny, to know its fairy hollows and elevations,--to know it, well enough to love it without too much of that familiarity which is said to breed weariness and contempt. When the tide is low, you can go on foot around the islet in an hour or so, depending on how used you are to, going over jagged rocks. Or if you prefer save your feet or view the island from a different perspective, you can row around and make it in about the same time, depending again on the current and on your ability as a rower. |
