Some of the gand head for the crocodile farm on the tender
The most relaxing day for ages anchored by our island. After a lie in we had leisurely breakfast. Some went off by tender boat to the crocodile farm but we elected to stay on board. It wasn’t possible to explore the island so we just slobbed and played scrabble in the shade. (The large range of nationalities throw up some interesting arguments over words - such as those claimed to be acceptable Canadian or Australian slang). I did some bird watching - especially the sea eagles. Mid afternoon we set sail back to port. Just after arriving we were greeted by about 15 local children who sang songs from the shore. We responded with songs of our own - much to their amusement. Some of their songs were very simple religious ones with words such as ‘Say your payers everyday’ - the missionaries obviously attacked this place with some zeal.