Gangga Resort, Manado, Indonesia
reefs, muck and luxury living
from the January, 2011 issue of Undercurrent
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Dear Fellow Diver:
When the alarm clock went off at 4:30 a.m., I thought,
“The diving better be tremendous.” I’d already flown 15
hours from JFK to Hong Kong, where I overnighted before a
four-hour flight to Bali, then overnighted again. Now, in
two hours I was to board a 6:30 a.m. flight to Makassar,
Indonesia, with a five-hour layover in a stifling terminal,
then fly another 90 minutes to Manado, where it would
require an hour ride to the dock, where, at last we were
to be greeted and taken for the last 30-minute boat ride
to Gangga Island Resort. (Yes, there are a lot shorter ways
to fly here, but our itinerary wasn’t one of those.)

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Well, my buddy and I made it to the dock, but were
greeted by no one. As dusk approached, a boat finally
appeared in the distance and we finished the last leg
of our journey in the rain. As you might imagine, I was
interested in
an adult beverage
and bed,
but as our gear
was hauled to
the bungalow,
we were offered
sandwiches and
fresh coconut
water. Then,
off to the
dive shop where
Hanne Davi,
the Danish
resort manager,
reviewed our
c-cards and log
books (husband
Gaspare runs
the Bali operation), collected our release forms and
explained many dive details and the dive
operation. Two-tank dives departed at
8:30 a.m., returning by 12:30 p.m. for
lunch. All day three tank dives left at
8:00 a.m., return at 5:00 p.m. A 3:00
p.m. afternoon dive was available. She
would try to accommodate requests for
changes in our group, departure times or
destinations. Seemed like good service to
us.
Gangga Island Resort and Spa lies
a few miles off North Sulawesi, smack
between the muck diving of Lembeh Strait
and the reef diving of Bunaken National
Marine Park, making it ideal for those
who want to dive both areas from luxurious
land-based accommodations. Fifteen
two-unit bungalows with a capacity of
two adults and two children in each unit, are scattered along a winding stone path
leading to the dining hall and lounge. We could enjoy the exceptional sea view
from our porch lounges in privacy from residents bunked on the other side of a
common wall. If I wanted to snooze beneath a palm tree on the beach, I had a personal
lounge with foam pads. At the price of a 10-minute walk from the dive shop,
being billeted in the next to last building meant few passersby and no kitchen
noise. ...
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