Getting to Port Barton was a bit of a mission… We took a tricycle to the bus terminal and then a bus to Port Barton on the wettest, bumpiest road I have ever been on! I carried on reading my book, Martin was a bit scared ;).
When we arrived in Port Barton we were dropped right at our accommodation – Monkey Family. We lived with monkeys! One morning we woke up and there was a monkey on the rafters above our mosquito net!
Port Barton was beautiful. Remote, a beach 100 metres away, with a jungle bordering it and no one there in low season!
The beach was pretty much deserted.
Martin and I hiked an hour to 2 waterfalls, one big and the other small. Once again, they were deserted. You could imagine they would be pretty busy in high season but we had them all to ourselves.
Port Barton felt like a ghost town except for roosters but we loved it.
That evening we enjoyed a beautiful sunset on the beach.
The next day we wanted to just go to the beach but decided to go to the next bay along. It was an adventure getting there!
We pulled ourselves across the water…
We hiked through the jungle…
We scrambled across rocks with a dog following us…
We reached the idyllic beach…
AND I GOT STUNG BY A JELLYFISH! It was the biggest jellyfish I’ve ever seen, with blue tentacles and it hurt! Luckily there were some local people who helped me – they put vinegar and coffee on the sting, which really helped! We made our way back to Port Barton just in time to miss the rain! Here’s my jellyfish sting:
Port Barton was wonderful and we ate some of the best food ever there!