Zooom into the Google-Earth map to see location of the Sapuk Lighthouse and surrounding areas on the island...
It is the BIG RED DOT on the satellite-photo
http://mapcarta.com/27683790I guess the cannons were very well hidden under the bushes and trees around the lighthouse. Great camouflage.
Mark, take a closer look at the lovely shallows on that island. I know you enjoy creating some great looking
shallows for the IL2 game. These aerial views will give you some nice ideas.
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Read this interesting story about the island.
http://squishmon.wordpress.com/2012/07/08/sapuk-and-me-july-8-2012/They got three stop signs, two police officers, and one police car.The Federated States of Micronesia is broken up into states–Yap, Kosrai, Pohnpei, and Chuuk (
often called Truk because the U.S. navy seamen couldn’t proounce “Chuuk”). Each state is comprised of several islands. Each populated island is broken down into municipalities. These municipalities are divided further int0 villages villages. I’ve been living in the Municipality of Sapuk, on the island Weno, in the state of Chuuk. So I guess a municipality is sort of like a county in the states, but calling Sapuk a county is like calling the town of Stockbridge, Massachusetts as described in “Alice’s Restaurant” a metropolis. There aren’t three stop signs on this entire island,
and I’ve only heard rumors that police officers exist. They’re kind of the Micronesian
equivalent of bigfoot. I’ve seen some blurry pictures, but no one has ever captured one in the wild. Tourists in Sapuk are either lost or World War II buffs.
The school where I work was once a Japanese communication center/bunker. On the next hill to the east of the school is a lighthouse which the Japanese built with slaves pulled from the Sapuk populace. Plunked down on a hill in some family’s yard sits an enormous, rusted out coastal defense gun being slowly reclaimed by vines and bushes. Down on the water is a dilapidated
Japanese pier where ships once docked and today locals fish and swim.
The area is rife with relics from the war, and there are some people interested in seeing them. Today as I was reading on the porch, two different groups walked through to check the place out. A Japanese tourist asked to take my picture. It was all I could do to keep myself from chanting “We’re number one! We’re number one! Whose bunker is it now, b–ch!?!” But Superego came to the rescue and vanquished the evil Doctor Id. I just smiled for the snapshot and returned to my book.
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