There were other things besides the volcano at Tanna. The hot springs and boiling steam vents that erupted at the cliffside where we were anchored were pretty cool, too. The sand on the beach was black and the water was especially warm here due to the volcanic heating.
Joe with his newly carved paddle for his outrigger. Notice the wood shavings on the ground. He is busy talking on his cell phone.
Rose in her home making 'lap lap manioc' for the village. She grated the manioc (tapioca root) and squeezed fresh coconut over it to get the cream on it.
Rose then wrapped the lap lap manioc in the banana leaves and tied it with strips from a pandanus tree leaf. She'll put the whole package on a rack over an open wood or charcoal fire for about an hour to cook it. Villagers take turns making and cooking the lap lap dinners for all. This is the lady who sold a fellow yachtie some flour from the bag on the floor of her hut above.
This smiling villager ran me down to give me a papaya and a bean snake. We'd just stopped to say hello as she was sewing with her hand-cranked machine on a mat on the grass. Notice the huge open area in the middle of this village. Larger than in most villages we saw, it seemed to be a playing field for the kids and the villagers lived all around it in their thatched huts.
The fruit bat that a villager was caring for outside his home. We fed it some banana and he's got it all over his mouth.
These are bamboo poles set up as bleacher seats around a cleared area where the traditional ceremonies are performed. Talk about bleacher butt.....
Jason sitting on the beach on the windward side. The locals run a coffee shop behind
him when tourists come to the village, but don't seem to consider us yachties as tourists as we didn't see it open much.