On Thursday we hired a pickup
truck to have a look around the island of Maio.
We asked Dhiyama (one of the guys in the Buddhist community who look
after the villas) to come with us as he has a lot of local knowledge having
lived here for nine years. We were out
for about six hours and went round the entire island, taking in all ten
villages.
The northern beaches are famed for turtles when they are in egg laying season which, unfortunately, is later in the year; they are currently all back in Africa. Although there were no turtles we saw many birds and a few butterflies.
The northern beaches are famed for turtles when they are in egg laying season which, unfortunately, is later in the year; they are currently all back in Africa. Although there were no turtles we saw many birds and a few butterflies.
The only shot I could get of a blue butterfly, similar to but smaller than the British Small Blue (1.5 - 2 cm wingspan) |
As with so many islands in
the Atlantic its early use by man was for salt extraction. It seems most of the seafaring European
countries have had a part in the history of salt extraction. The English were here for many years and the
main village, where our villa is, is called Porto Ingles.
It is a very green island
considering its volcanic origin and all the agriculture is for internal
consumption. The only exportable product
other than salt that we have been aware of is charcoal. Outside each village are charcoal pits –
the vast areas of acacia trees are used for making charcoal. The finished
product is partly exported and partly used by the villagers for cooking.
Empty charcoal making pit |
A few more pictures of our trip round the island:
Sand dunes on the west coast
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Fish caught by hand line –
Karen ate the red garoupa and I had the big grey one but I can't remember what it was
called
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Village of Figuera in an arid area in the east with a new church to the left. The only religon seems to be Catholicism which probably accounts for the large number of children in some families |
Empty buzio shells - large whelks. These are picked by hand by fishermen diving into the sea |
Santana bay - typical empty beach |
We took it easy on Friday - swam in the sea and had a cooked lunch on the beach and just a snack in the evening. There are several bars/restaurants in the village and it seems half of them are owned by Italians.
We woke on Saturday to no
power and soon found that the whole island was without electricity. It was a planned outage for work by
electrical contractors who are extending power to the whole island. They usually plan the outages for Sundays
when everything is closed but for some reason had it on Saturday instead - it was out until three in the afternoon. Walking around the village during the day we
were accompanied by the sound of generators; it felt like we were back home on
the towpath.
A bit of history
The island was first
discovered by Portuguese sailors on May 1st 1460 hence its name. It was mainly occupied by the English and
Portuguese who extracted salt and exported it back home until the early 20th
century. Salt extraction stopped, the
foreigners left, leaving a scattering of goat and pig farmers behind. The increase in worldwide tourism in the late
20th century saw the introduction of an airport in 1990; there are two
flights a week, both from Santiago (largest Cape Verde island). The flights bring in about 20 -30 tourists
each week but there are plans now to increase this to a maximum of 20,000 a
year which will make a large difference to the villages and the people.
The villa complex has access to a little cove which we have swum in a few times
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