We left Nabouwalu Bay because the wind was predicted to swing around to the west and would send wind and waves into the bay, making it uncomfortable. So we moved south to Kavala Bay, taking a sheltered anchorage behind a small reef at Kavala Village. Bill went ashore alone to do sevusevu, as Kathi had a bad cold. Bill was gone quite a while and had a good time helping drink the kava he brought. Ironically, Kadavu Island's economy is based on kava farming.
Kavala is one of 60-70 small villages scattered around the shores of Kadavu Island. The island is steep and mountainous in the middle, and most of the island has no roads. People get around by boat. There are a few small resorts as well. I don't think it has an airport.
The next day, the weekly cargo ship made its stop across the bay from us. Dozens of small boats came zooming in to meet the ship, unload goods for the local consumers and load up kava to send to the Suva market. The kava we bought in Suva for sevusevu at Kavala, may have come from Kadavu.
|Meeting the weekly ship|
|Sitting a bit low in the water|