The sunsets here, and later in the Indian Ocean, compensated slightly for our misfortune, with their gorgeous displays- never will I forget them. One was like a stupendous crown with alternating gold and blue points, each radiating streamers of its color clear to the zenith, where a halo of violet surmounted all and reflected the deep orange circle about the sun itself. Another was like unto a great rainbow, blending all the colors of the spectrum, which were reflected in the calm water like a rare painting in oils, shimmering on the tiny waves.
But only after the ball of the sun had slipped quickly into its watery couch, was the full splendour of nature apparent. Now like a chameleon in a capricious mood, the vivid colors would change to the softest hues. Directly over the sun the deep red would fade into orange; that would be bordered with a semi-circle of yellow, fading into one of pea-green, which, in turn, merged with a band of wonderful lavender. Next came a stretch of violet, then a ribbon of azure, followed by an expanse of deep blue through which the stars already twinkled merrily; and then outshone the new moon, chasing the few clouds away.
Motorcycle Adventurer Gregory Frazier pp153-4
