A tough old climb.
Some crampons and rope wouldn't have gone amiss as we scrambled up the sheer 700ft rockface with only our guide Dennis and a few cheeky monkeys for company.
Genuinely exhilarating though. And despite the aching limbs we were rewarded with unbeatable views and a real sense of achievement.
Full moon in the evening so we chartered a boat to take us back to the Big lagoon. A completely different feel to the place in the soft, silvery light. The water transformed from yesterday's aqua-marine to a murky, inky black.
We all took a dip but Jan couldn't stay in for long as he was - and I quote - "scared".
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