The Island

Takeoff.
Matainui, I remember it as if I'm already there. The 3 Mountains, island, valleys, caves. I wish I were already there, intsead I'm stuck in kawhia, boarding the Grumman HU-16 Albatross

Takeoff
Landing (Ouch)

Swimming is horrible. I have to drag my pack 100m, weighing over 10kg's, in deep water. To top that, I'm afraid of deep water. Isaac has lost his pack, at least I still have mine. I'm soaked, cold, and tired when I reach the beach half an hour later. After checking everyones safety, Isaac decides to go looking for food, down the beach. While he's gone, Me and Sean pitch tent, and set up a campfire, which proves to be quite difficult, as my flint is wet. 3 hours later, we finish, and Isaac comes back with a few tuipapa's. Me, Isaac and Sean have a dinner of tuipapa and noodles, a luxury in this deadly environment.

I cant sleep at night. I keep hearing the wild Moa running past our tent, we know for sure that tomorrow we'll catch one in a trap.
I eventually fall asleep to the sound of the waves, a sound you can only get on a deserted island.