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When roaming the South Pacific 20 years ago, by chance Ben Cropp anchored at a remote coral atoll inhabited by beautiful, primitive people. From this Eden, they harvest the beautiful fish, diving with primitive goggles and spear, or lining up a Flotilla of dug out canoes to chase the lagoon fish into nets. Ben Cropp now returns to these contented people, and finds, except for a few T-Shirts, most women still go bare-breasted in grass skirts and life is little changed, their unspoilt islands still lost in time. The people remember and welcome Ben, the youths he filmed are now the elders, and they put on a great feast and dance in Bens honour.