IDYLLIC ISOLATION
Kanton Atoll, Phoenix Islands, Pacific Ocean. You don’t get more isolated than this. The nearest inhabited island is over 1,000 miles away. The only visitors are via a private yacht about once a year or so or a Kiribati patrol boat bringing supplies once every six months.
We are the first private plane (our chartered King Air) to land here in years. 30 Kantonese islanders live here. You can imagine how happy they are to see us.
Neither you nor I could imagine living here. There is no radio, television, internet or cell phones, and hardly any electricity – a diesel-powered generator is fired up only occasionally. The only water is rainwater caught in cisterns. They subsist on fish, crabs, and coconuts, plus rice and other staples the patrol boat brings which has to last for six months or more.
They live in disintegrating ramshackle homes amidst colossal rusting wreckage – for this was once a flourishing airbase built by the US government during WWII and subsequently by Pan American Airways in the 50s. The base has been abandoned since the 70s, collapsed, rusting and forgotten.
So here we are, in a King Air 200 I managed to charter, all by ourselves with a handful of Kantonese in their utter isolation and what we would consider utter poverty. You’d think they would be full of anger and resentment for their lives – like so many Inner City Americans who enjoy a prosperity unimaginable to Kantonese – but the opposite is true.
The people here are genuinely and truly happy. Here’s how and why. And yes, with photos.





