North and East Island Group

The North and East Island group is a group of islands in the Blenheim Reef region of the Chagos Archipelago. The present-day atoll of Baxio Predassa forms the remnant of the group. The group consists of about thirty-five islands, of which thirty-two are submerged. The main islands are as follows:

  • Ile Medaille (SUBMERGED)
  • Ilot Bajinne (SUBMERGED)
  • Ilot Chats (SUBMERGED)
  • Ile Topaze (SUBMERGED)
  • Ile Thorpe (SUBMERGED)
  • Ile Verte (SUBMERGED)
  • Ile Velo (SUBMERGED)
  • Ile Cipaye (SUBMERGED)
  • Ile Vingt-Cinq (SUBMERGED)
  • Ile Du Nord
  • Ile Du Milieu
  • Ile De L'Est
  • Ile Du Sud
  • Ile Bateau (SUBMERGED)
  • Ile Coco (SUBMERGED)
  • Ile Grenade (SUBMERGED)
  • Ilot Dubaire (SUBMERGED)
  • Ile Boucherier (SUBMERGED)
  • Ile Lubine (SUBMERGED)
  • Ile Aux Vaches (SUBMERGED)
  • Ile Aux L'Herbes (SUBMERGED)
  • Ile De La Mere (SUBMERGED)
  • Ile Pannacca (SUBMERGED)

The islands were linked to the larger South and West Island group


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