The Talava Arches are twin limestone spans standing over a bare reef on the northwest coast of Niue, and you get to them by going underground. Niue is a single block of raised coral with no rivers on it. Rain drops straight through the rock and hollows caves out from inside, while the surf works on the cliff from outside. At Talava the two met. A forest trail from Hikutavake runs half an hour to the cliff edge, then drops into a cave strung with stalactites where fixed ropes take you down through the dark. Stepping out of it into hard light, with the arches ahead, is half of what people come for. Low water empties the reef flat and leaves a pavement of pitted coral rock, sharp enough through a thin sole to draw blood. The near arches stand at the shelf edge, and only the low tide lets you cross to the far one.
A narrow channel cuts through the reef beneath the arch, walled with coral and deep enough to swim while the flat around it drains to ankle depth. It holds fish precisely because it holds water when everything else empties. You enter from the inshore end and work seaward, and the outer mouth opens onto the drop. The outer edge of the platform takes the full weight of the Pacific, and it lands with a crack you feel through the rock. Behind you the pools are dead calm. In the channels lives the katuali, a flat-tailed sea krait found in Niue's water and nowhere else, venomous and almost entirely uninterested in people. The clifftop above all this was a lookout long before it was a walk, a place to pick up raiding canoes and strange sails while they were still far out. Niue has sheer cliffs, no harbour and no beach to land on: James Cook tried three times to get ashore in 1774, was driven back, and left calling it Savage Island.