Tobago Part 1

Tobago is Trinidad's less populated, though more popular, smaller sister. I started my jaunt on the island in the north-east corner in a little sea-side village called Charlotteville. In this village I met a Swedish girl called Marie who arrived just before me to spend 6 weeks writing a report on Responsible Tourism in the area. Over the next few weeks she and I bumped into each other several times as you will discover by reading on. We also met an American chap who intends to make a feature film on the hunting of loggerhead turtles in the area, which seems an interesting, though a little dangerous, venture.

Charlotteville, is a sleepy village with not a lot going on so after a couple of days I headed just over the hill to Speyside, which is a town known for it's diving prospects. I did a few dives and was lucky enough to see a Manta Ray for which the area is renowned but which are not very common.

This northern end of the island is not very touristy and so after a week I headed south so a village called Buccoowhere I spent a relaxing week wandering the beaches, reading books and scratching mozzie bites, followed by a week in nearby Crown Point, Tobago's tourist hub where Marie joined me for a couple of days. During this time the wet season arrived with a vengeance and practically overnight the island went from dry, brown and smoky with bush fires to green, lush and infested with mosquitos.

Three weeks in Tobago is long enough to become known to basically all the locals who are very friendly, often too much so and my Trinibagonian accent is coming along nicely!