The oddest thing happened today.  Ann and I were on our stand-up paddleboards coming back from a little sandy atoll about 3/4 mile away from Charisma, when all of a sudden both of us at the same time fell off our boards.  It felt like someone just grabbed my board and pulled it back.  We were separated by a good 30 meters, so it couldn’t have been a wave.  That would have taken at least 10 seconds to get from me to Ann so we wouldn’t have fallen at exactly the same time.  Also, neither of us has fallen in the six months we have had the boards.  I was suspicious of an earthquake and when we got back to Charisma I checked online.  Yup, 4.2 in Fiji right at the time we fell.

Sitting out by the atoll just before the quake.

Waterquake.  That’s a new one for us.