So I’ve been itching to get outdoors and dive into Tahiti’s wildlife scene for ages. Finally booked my flights and just went for it last month, even though my wife thought I was nuts spending all our savings on a random animal-spotting trip.
The Wild Start
Landed in Papeete with busted luggage wheels and zero local cash. Grabbed this janky rental scooter that kept backfiring like gunshots – scared off every critter within half a mile at first. Honestly thought about turning back when I realized I packed insect repellent but forgot actual bug spray.

Jungle Shenanigans
Hiked into Fautaua Valley at dawn armed with just a $20 supermarket binoculars. Sweat pouring into my eyes while trying not to faceplant on wet rocks. Saw movement in a breadfruit tree – nearly screamed thinking it was some mutant rat. Turned out to be this fluffy little dude:
- Tahiti monarch flycatcher – all black with crazy orange beak like it dipped it in paint
- Polynesian ground dove – fat gray pigeon with emerald neck feathers shimmery as oil spills
Got dive-bombed by angry hummingbirds twice. Apparently wearing red shorts was a terrible idea.
Reef Nightmares & Wins
Tried snorkeling near Teahupo’o after some locals said “easy currents.” Big mistake. Saltwater up my nose, mask fogging nonstop, nearly kicked a moray eel snoozing under coral. But when I calmed down and floated still?
- Those ridiculous clown triggerfish with zebra stripes and yellow lipstick
- Glowing electric blue chromis moving like synchronized swimmers
- Grumpy pufferfish side-eyeing me while nibbling coral
The Coconut Telegraph
Met this toothless fisherman named Mana at a roadside food truck. He laughed at my notebook sketches but drew me a map to secret caves on his napkin. Trekked there next morning through soggy mangrove swamps – shoes permanently wrecked. Found bats the size of dinner plates hanging upside down like leathery umbrellas. Worth every leech bite.
Epiphany at Sunset
Sitting on lava rocks watching coconut crabs wrestle over my trail mix crumbs hit different. Realized these creatures survived volcanic eruptions, invasive species, plastic pollution – absolute champs. Flew home reeking of bug bites and seaweed but already planning my next trip deep into the Tuamotus. Gotta see those monk seals before they vanish!