The Wreck of the Black Rose
Beez Neez now Chy Whella
Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Wed 26 Jun 2019 23:57
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The Wreck of the Black Rose
 Such a beautiful afternoon as we left
Boddam Island we headed on past Beez Neez and parked Baby Beez
on the beach next to the wreck of a new catamaran, on
delivery to Port Vila when she came a cropper on the reef – crew not on board at
the time the weather changed quickly and dramatically in 2012.
 Quite a
distressing sight.
  One hull
and the middle bit, time to explore.
     Inside –
little left. Outside – a crumpled shell.
 Bear carried on exploring, I took to
the water following the mast and beyond. Passing the inner
reef coral, then over sand.
 Lots of
angelfish and a few pipes.
   A little further more wreckage.
 I followed some bigger fish.
   Then came one of
the engines.
 Chromis on
guard near their home.
  A big, fat
slug and a shy, heavily camouflaged
chap.
 Oooo and then a toilet.
  A bit I didn’t
recognise and then a chunk of a side wall.
Judging by the distance between here and what is left of the wreck on the beach
(about three hundred feet) – things had happened fast.
 Rejoining Bear, we stood by the mast and looked across to the next
island........
 Ile
Yakamaka the other side of a shallow, narrow, quite choppy bit of
water.
 Looking
seaward, we bimbled to the sand spit where I bent to touch what I thought
was a fallen crab......until it ran off at top speed. Bear giggled, I
swore.
 Back to the wreck for a final look, I
tried to imagine the force it took to rip through and split
this joint.
  A very big
girl........and to end up like
this.......
 .......called Black Rose.
ALL IN ALL SO
SAD
AND YOU DO NEED YOUR
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