Looks like there is nothing left of WWII. One of my uncles flew on that mission to shoot down Yamamoto.
Kelly, Admiral Yamamoto's Betty Bomber was still laying in the jungle on the Southern end of the island while I was there. It was bit of a trek through thick jungle. The pilots who shot him down visited the site in 88 or 89. The Japanese also visited the site sometime and tried to smuggle one of the wings out but were caught.
Towards the bottom end of the island was a huge Japanese encampment with concrete bunkers, some filled with ammunition for the war. Live 5" rounds were laying around the 5" anti aircraft guns. A couple of them had bullet holes right through the side of the barrel. Neat stuff.
The North West end of the island had a Marine camp at some point. The cave entrance was sealed up by rocks but you could climb down a Jacobs ladder to get in there. A Willys jeep, boxes of WW2 guns, cases of ammunition all in there. Some natives used to take the hand grenades for fishing. We always heard about some guy blowing himself up trying to get the gunpowder out of the bigger rounds.
This is what the Natives used during the start of the civil war.
Mark, that was a great video, but more interesting to me was your statement "I lived on an island...". Was that a job related time you spent there?
I would bet your stories about island hopping to get home hold some interesting tales.
I was working in the Power Station on the coast rebuilding a couple of gas turbine generators. Took me two weeks to get down the Solomon Island chain to Honiara (the capital). Spent most nights sleeping in a hammock strung between coconut palms on different islands. Had some explaining to do when I was leaving to head back to Australia via the international airport. How can I leave when I did not enter the country legally. I had my visa from PNG and they knew about the war on Bougainville so they let me leave.
One day over a beer we can trade stories.