We decided to embark on a hike around Niuatoputapu, accompanied by our fellow sailboat friends. After securing our dinghies at the town dock with the help of local kids, we set off. Exploring Niuatoputapu through the hike took us all the way around the island, and despite the cloudy weather, it was perfect for an adventurous trek.

Niuatoputapu

On this island, feral pigs seem to outnumber the dogs. Alongside them, sheep, goats, chickens, cows, and horses all play their part in the island’s ecosystem. Everything here serves a purpose. Surprisingly, even though there are only around 800 people living on Niuatoputapu, they manage to have cars—though not every family owns one. The island covers 6.2 square miles, with its highest point reaching 515 feet above sea level.

The local Tongans welcomed us with open arms, offering friendly waves and greetings of “Malo e Lelei.” The children were delightful, always saying “Hi” and “Bye” with infectious giggles. Approximately forty boats arrive here each year, and the ferry makes its monthly appearance, bringing essential supplies. The locals happily traded items with us, and we even managed to get fresh eggs from a lady who keeps chickens on the island.

The Pig Roast

During our walk, we stumbled upon a group of men turning pigs over a fire, while women bustled about preparing food. Tongan, the primary language, posed a challenge, but we navigated it with smiles. Then, a woman invited us to a roast at 3 pm—an annual feast that raises money for the church. We felt privileged to be included.

After bidding our farewells, we discovered a local watering hole—a perfect spot to cool off. Stripping down, we plunged into the crystal-clear water. Fish of all sizes darted around, some even nibbling playfully. Refreshed from our swim, we returned to our dinghies to prepare for the feast.

Following Tradition

Dressed in our finest attire, the women wore Lava Lava—a wrap that tie around the waist and flows down to the ankles—paired with shirts. The men sported collared shirts, some also donning Lava Lava. As we arrived, the church service was wrapping up, allowing us to peek inside and listen to the beautiful singing.

The local women guided us to a social hall, indicating where to sit. Music played, followed by a prayer, and then it was time to feast! The spread was impressive: individual salads, side dishes, seafood, and chicken—all leading up to the main attraction: the roasted pigs. The local women encouraged us to eat heartily, and their generosity extended to sending us home with leftovers. Throughout our travels, we’ve experienced many fascinating things, but being welcomed into this community stands out as one of our favorites. The warmth of the locals has truly touched our hearts. Kakai Faka’ofo’ofa—beautiful people indeed!