More of Chagos. Boddam Solomon.

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This is how rough it was on the northern  sign of the island, where we were anchored it was dead calm.

There were thousands of hermit crabs with all different colored shell. They were everywhere and into everything. They were the funniest creatures  to watch.

Don is crushing our cans so that would be easier to store on board the boat. We couldn't leave anything behind when left.

Here we are burning all our garbage. Nothing left behind. 

One of the many tombstones in a Hugh cemetery.

A cross was erected in memory  of the Chagosians  that live and died there.

I was standing in the church, structure still standing.

Another picture of the other side of island.

A plaque  laid by the cross.

more of the cemetery. 

Hugh black coconut crab. There were thousands of them that would come out at night while we were having our gathering for sun downers. 

The stain glass was still intact in the church window.

You can the hermit crab cleaning the grill that we cooked on.

Structure of a house. One of many structures still standing after all those years ago.

These are little squid hanging around our  mooring. That's  how clear the water was.

One of many fish swimming around us all the time. Just beautiful.

Some more hermit crabs.