Huahine, the wild and authentic island

Publiée le 26/08/2018
Huahine. The one that comes to your mind when you think about Polynesia, a pearl in the great ocean. So much left untouched, so much felt real. Wild beaches of turquoise sea, and no one around. Nobody. Nothing but the sun on my face, the wind in my hairs. Just the time for me to enjoy.

On the road around the wild island

Huahine. The wild. The authentic

I arrived in Huahine on my last days, quite late and with no place to stay at night. So I went a bit out of the town, finding a good spot without dogs, boom-boom cars or red crabs-infested beach to pitch my tent. The night was good, still warm but not too much, and I woke up early in the morning. I went to rent a scooter for a trip around the island. They gave me a 125cm² for my biggest enjoyment and I started my journey on the beautiful road circling the both parts of the island: Huahine-iti and Huahine-nui.

I stopped over whenever someone was selling fruits or some special pastery they cooked, I went to see the famous sacred blue-eyes eels in the river, continue the road to the far point of the Sofitel beach, where the former hotel building is now a ghost town, leaving behind an amazing white-sand beach of turquoise lagoon with no tourist. I couldn't believe such place really exists without beeing crowded of people, I started to laugh to myself while drifting in this liquid dream.
On my way back, I stopped once more to visit the shell museum, self managed by a nice passionate 60 years old guy who looks half his age, then I ended my journey visiting a vanilla plantation.

Huahine, the real life
Have your own peace of mind
Wonderful roads around Huahine
Flying spirit
Over the bridge between Huahine-Iti and Huahine-Nui
Urban ghosts
Cristal clear like a swimming pool
Un-be-liev-able.
Blue eyes sacred eels
Wonderful beach of the ghost Sofitel hotel
Eyes in the camera
Wonderful roads around Huahine
Hanging out with some locals
A break in Paradise
Wonderful beach of the ghost Sofitel hotel
Vanilla flowers
Driving between the seas
Time to say goodbye

Time to say goodbye

Huahine was my last visit before leaving french polynesia. I went back to Tahiti for a couple of days before my flight. I left a part of careless pleasure there, as I knew something belong in those islands. Something that I left behind when I took my flight home, something that I'm gonna miss, a truth I bearly unraveled but I'm already losing. Life feels good when we travel through simple places of wonders. It isn't much about the beauty of such landscapes, but the way we live every day happily in it. And eventhough many is left to see, I know I'll be a little bit closer to who I want to be.

1 commentaire

Pedro2Lille

C'était beau à voir en photos et à lire !

  • il y a 6 ans