Hola Amigos
Here is a picture of the waterfall .
These places are not easy places to get to. They are not a casual Sunday drive away. However for me with my brig it was stop over on the way to others destinations. The first time a visited I did not even know the significance and did not even land. But little by little it began to add up that this might be the possible location. But amigos it was in our attempt an error of judgement on my behalf not following protocols I long had learned in New Guinea. Respect the hand holders and win their trust.
What is seen as good manners by the natives is to have see them first. While we could compare the situation in reverse how would we react if some one started digging around without permission on your property?
The second time Crow during our 11 month voyage around the Pacific. And we landed with naive hope that we could land and explore discreetly with out being noticed. The jungle was think and rugged as we hacked our sorry asses through the jungle and vines. Quickly learning movement was not so easy then we thought? Especially with out prior knowledge on the ground.
Well Bill hit the nail on the head is is earlier comments, That being a gringo on some ones else turf you stand out like proverbial Dogs B----. We of course had an entourage spring up out of nowhere. First the place looked deserted but people was springing out of nowhere. Strange enough it was supposed to be the isolated remotest part of the island devoid of people.
Yet before long we was taken to see the chief of the island and not being able to talk to him directly we had to use an interpreter. So it was hard to gain common ground and build re-pore when we used a interpreter. Try as we might we could not come to any sort of deal between the old chief. Although we built a repore with his son who had limited english speaking skills.
So there you have it amigos and interesting tale of treasure like so much like treasure legends it lures you in then vanishes when you make an attempt to discover its secrets. We tried 3 times to solicit a deal but they was not interested as his son seems interested but does not have power to make decisions in respect for his elders.
He was sympathetic to our proposal. But constantly hesitated in giving any clear permission. It seems as long as his father lives it will be until hell freezes over to let us explore.
We have kept the names of islands involved secret out of respect for the people who live there. The story is not high on our list of projects. Perhaps we will revisit it one day if more information comes to light. But for now one may only wonder if the alleged treasure looted from several ships in the 19th century lay buried in the mud of wet cave near the waterfall. On a small bay with 3 islands of its eastern side. 7 days sail with a fair wind South by South East.
Kanacki
