Setting Sail to Praslin

The day began with the gentle hum of the ocean calling me from my slumber. I was staying at the Village du Pescheur on Cote d’Or beach, a place that felt like a hidden gem tucked away from the world. The moment I stepped out of my room, the soft, talcum-like sand greeted my feet, and the turquoise waters of Praslin stretched out before me. It was the perfect start to a day of island-hopping adventure.

Our journey kicked off with a sail to Praslin Island, a place that seemed to be painted by the gods themselves. The boat ride was a breezy affair, with the wind tousling my hair and the sun kissing my skin. As we approached the island, the lush greenery of the Valee de Mai nature reserve came into view. Though we only explored the outskirts, the whispers of the ancient palms and the promise of hidden treasures within were enough to ignite my imagination.

After a brief stop, we made our way to Anse Lazio Beach. The crystal-clear waters beckoned, and I couldn’t resist diving in. The waves were gentle, a stark contrast to the powerful swells I’m used to riding. It was a moment of pure bliss, floating in the embrace of the ocean, surrounded by the beauty of Praslin.

Cycling Through La Digue

With the morning’s adventures behind us, we set sail for La Digue Island. Upon arrival, I opted for a bicycle to explore the island at my own pace. There’s something liberating about pedaling through the winding paths, with the salty breeze in your face and the promise of discovery around every corner.

Lunch was a delightful affair at Chez Marston, where the flavors of Creole cuisine danced on my palate. Fresh fish, vibrant vegetables, and aromatic spices came together in a symphony of taste. It was a meal that celebrated the island’s rich culinary heritage, and I savored every bite.

The afternoon was spent at Anse Source D’Argent, a beach that lives up to its reputation as the most photographed in the world. The granite boulders, sculpted by time and tide, stood like sentinels guarding the pristine sands. I wandered along the shore, capturing memories with my camera and my heart. The beauty of La Digue was intoxicating, a reminder of the magic that lies in the simple pleasures of island life.

A Farewell to the Islands

As the sun began its descent, casting a golden glow over the islands, it was time to bid farewell to La Digue. The boat ride back to Mahe was a time for reflection, the gentle rocking of the waves lulling me into a state of contentment.

The day had been a whirlwind of adventure and relaxation, a perfect blend of exploration and tranquility. From the vibrant hues of Praslin to the serene beauty of La Digue, the Seychelles had woven its spell around me. It was a reminder of why I fell in love with island life, and why I continue to seek out these hidden paradises.

For those looking to experience the magic of the Seychelles, this day trip is a must. It’s a journey that promises to leave you with memories as vivid as the turquoise waters and as warm as the island sun.