
The Nasori Highlands in the interior of Viti Levu, the main island of Fiji. San Diego Corporate Photographer P2 Photography hiked 4 hours (typically a 2 hour hike, but hey, there were 2 of us) to the top of Mt. Batilamu. This ancient cinder cone is overgrown with jungle plants of all kinds (well, not really All kinds, but a lot of them anyway). During the desperate vertical scramble we kept hearing what we thought were the barks of small dogs from the deepest most remote part of the jungle. We kept imagining these packs of wild Fijian Chihuahuas clawing their way up and down the lava cliffs. Eventually, upon reading the area guidebook, we determined that we were in the realm of the Barking Pigeon (honestly… we kid you not). Upon summiting we found ourselves in a small clearing on the brink of a 1000′ sheer cliff. It was the perfect campsite The cliff overlooked the city of Nadi (pronounced Nan-dee), the ocean, and the sugar cane fields. Through the night we watched the fires of the cane fields burning. Around 2am we wished we had our own fire as the night temperature dropped lower than the rating of our feeble sleeping bags. At the base of Mt. Batilamu is the small village of Abaca (pronounced Am-Baa-Tha) that runs an eco-tourism center. Typically a guide will take you on hikes to the beautiful waterfalls in the area. We were too tired to trek to the waterfalls, but the people were wonderful and the hike is worthwhile, not only for the scenery but more importantly for the monetary support it provides this remote village of around 20 inhabitants. Jenna was sore for about 4 days, but then, she carried the 80 pound pack, while Jon had no difficulty whatsoever after carrying the 10 pound pack. By the way, if you didn’t receive our last blog about Matareva Beach in Samoa, please CLICK HERE and scroll to the Week of August 10th.