• The central square of the village we visited on Moturiki

  • The fresh fish market in Fiji's capitol, Suva

  • Fijian children are a bit shy, but totally irrepressible.

  • The chief's sons manned the kava bowl for the welcoming kava ceremony in the chief's bure (home), where each of us was introduced formally to the chief.

  • The chief, resplendent in his white sweater and white and red sulu, presided over the evening's festivities.

  • After the kava ceremony, everyone sang and danced in a traditional meke, or sing-sing. Here, the children sing, wearing fragrant salu-salus of fresh flowers and herbs.

  • Judy was honored to dance with one of the chief's sons.

    [photo: Jon Fellows]

  • The atoll of Fulaga (pronounced with an 'n': Foo-laNg-a) was so remote that the villagers there had not seen any outsiders in two years. Here we went ashore on an uninhabited island for a few hours of beach-combing.

  • Judy and Vicki get a ride on a local taxi - a takia (outrigger).

  • The Pacific Nomad, a converted Japanese fishing boat, was our home for 10 days of glorious diving.

  • Jon prepares for a dive at Fulaga Atoll.

  • The crew caught fresh fish everyday to feed us - but the meat of the giant tridacna clams that they gathered was kept for their own families.