A mysterious island full of strange carving facing out to sea,
Polynesians who speak Spanish and horses roaming all over the place. I met
all of them ... in four days cruising around the island on a dirt bike.
Yo Tuve Un Accidente Con Un Caballo
Well, three and
a half days in reality given that I hit a horse on my last full day on the
island. The ironic part of this is that after falling off
twice within five minutes on a wet and slippery dirt track the day before,
I decided that I would stick to made roads. And then I hit (or just
missed, I still don't know) a horse who decided to stop grazing by the
side of the road and run across the road in front of me. One second,
I had a horse filling my whole field of vision ... and the next, I am
lying in a bush with a dirt bike on top of me and hurting like hell.
accident, I got the bike righted and then went to check on the horse. I
looked over the hedge and saw a bunch of brown horses all with brown and
white markings like the one I ran into. None of them seemed to be lame or
lying dead anywhere so I presume the horse was okay. When I returned
to the bike, I couldn't get it started and had to get a lift into town to
return the keys and helmet to the dealer. He wasn't totally happy about
the lack of bike but siad it wasn't unusual. Accidents with horses
are the most common type of accident on Rapa Nui.
back 'the bike', I caught a taxi down to the island's hospital. I
can't say they had the most modern facilities but they diagnosed a minor
fracture to my wrist. And later in the day after I had left they had a
free horse meat 'hangi' (BBQ). I don't think it was my horse though.
Anyway ... on
to the photos ....
Me and a Moai
wearing my ex-girlfriends purple underwear. They travel more
places than she does.
Me among the moai
Inside the biggest volcano
on the island.
A silver sea