Traveling 480km from the Colombian coast we
landed on the neighbouring islands of Old Providence and Santa Catalina. These
fertile mountainous islands are set in the emerald Caribbean sea, 180km from
central America and 400km SW of Jamaica. Together they consist of an area of
20km sq. Surrounding the islands is an oceanic platform which stretches 100km
sq. This contains patch, fringing and barrier reefs, along with marine grasses
and mangroves. The tidal variation was small, up to 50cm, and the water
temperature was around 26C. For the islanders their relationship with the sea is
still a key part of daily life and island culture.
We booked a B&B or 'posada' on the
eastern side of the larger island of Providence run by a wonderful lady called
Carmeni. We arrived towards the end of April during the dry season. The rain
was awaited by parched grasses and flowers and their domestic grazers of horses
and cattle. Providence experiences a steady arid climate, at a near constant
28C, but it felt hotter in the sun. The next few paragraphs and future posts
talk more about these tiny dots in the middle of the ocean, which was to be our
home for three weeks.
We found out that there are no native
mammals on the islands except for some bats. Driving on our rented moped around
the one road which encircles Providence we could see that domestic cattle
raising causes serious problems of erosion and contributes to the shortage of
water. The dusty hills are parched dry and what little grass there was had been
devoured by the cattle. We commonly spotted land Crabs, mosquitos, beetles, ants,
iguanas, geckos, blue lizards and a myriad of bird life. Due to the islands
location it is an important pit stop for migratory birds flying between North
and South America. It was a relief to know that there are no venomous snakes on
the islands, but we were told we might find the smallest snake in the world
called the silver snake. We didn't find it, but it is really small!
This natural environment is yet to be
heavily corrupted by 'progress'. Thankfully there are no big hotel chains, we
saw no cruise ships swarm into dock and tourist or foreign access is strictly
time limited, a maximum of 3 months per year for any non-native of the island.
Richer in ancient traditions than the
neighbouring island of San Andres (90km to the south) Providence has a powerful
identity and passionate history. The local people are termed Raizal whom have
British, European and African heritages. Generations of Robinsons, Archbolds,
Newballs, Britons, Taylors, Byrons and Howards have lived on Providence. It is clear
they are proud of their mixed heritage and we heard many an explanation of an
individual's linage being traced to a sailor from England, Scotland or Ireland.
They speak a heavily accented clipped English, which has similarities to Jamaican
Creole. Once we got our ear in, we could roughly follow 50% of a conversation.
The islanders we met during our stay were
easy going. One example of this is not working more than necessary: “if
paradise is lost when you have to work, the local doesn’t see why it cant be
regained without too much effort, especially since he lives in it.”
Throughout the hamlets of Lazy Hill, Bottom
House, Rocky Point, Old Town, to name a few, hammocks are hung on every veranda.
In the afternoon, generally from 1 to 4 or 5 they sway to and fro following the
measure of the breeze and in its absence inventing one itself. Relaxing with a
book, listen to music, being with ones thoughts or dozing is a treat to be
savoured as this pendulum brings a comforting and primeval rhythm.
Playing dominoes is a very popular islander
pastime. We didn't partake but we certainly heard the games. They play it
quietly at first but as the end approaches sounds of triumph and desperation
are heard, whilst the slapping of domino pieces against table tops gets more
vigorous and louder!
As the bananas flower the local birds feed
A magnified view of Providence's location in the Caribbean
A busy day at south west beach
The local dive boat returns and the horse gets taken for its afternoon bath to cool off
The fisherman gut their fish at the shore providing a feast for the swooping Man O Wars
The beautifully iridescent blue lizard prowls the garden of our Posada
The floating bridge that joins Providence to Santa Catalina
Safe anchorage off Santa Catalina sheltered from the easterly winds - the tree is not so fortunate
The north tip of Providence from Santa Catalina
The turquoise waters of Crab Cey a tiny island a few kilometres off shore
These little fellas are everywhere jumping from rock to rock
Hermit crabs emerge at night rustling through the leaf debris
Hummingbirds are everywhere and are regular visitors to our Posada garden
Home sweet home - the ground floor is ours and Carmini's family has upstairs
I like the islanders moto!
ReplyDeleteWe are leaning toward The Carribean for our honeymoon! Lush pics! Xx
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