Monday, August 15, 2011

‘Aiorana’ - Society Islands……

Sailing to Raiatea

Top of Bora Bora

Stingrays at Bora Bora

Lloyd Reef Rash

Lloyd, Susie and Charlie

Huahine Viewtop

Huahine Right

Huahine Left Hander

Huahine Drink Stop

Fish Hut on Raiatea

Cook Bay Moorea

Bora Bora from Tahaa



Mistress’s month long cruise amongst the famous Society Islands was a completely different gear-shift for both boat and crew. Gone were the solitary night watches , constant tweaking of sails, eating and sleeping while braced against the roll of the boat and of course regular soakings by warm salty waves. In it’s place were unbroken night’s sleep on secure anchor towering under massive volcanic mountain peaks, barbequed meals with nary a spilled glass and the laughter and company of newly joined friends and crew.

The Society Islands are often what comes to mind when one mentions the allure and romance of the South Pacific…Tahiti, Moorea, Bora Bora….spectacular reef ringed islands with the heady mix of Polynesian beauty and French flair. For the Mistress crew these islands offered a chance to get off the boat, explore the islands and to get to know the locals.

Daily we embarked on land based adventures and explorations, whether it be climbing to the top of Bora Bora or getting a first hand lesson on how to tie Pareos while drinking a cool Hinano beer….the freedom of being away from the confines of the boat and the other crew was wonderful for all, but perhaps no better highlighted by the antics of Lloyd and Charlie’s land (and occasional water based) adventures!

Watching these lads disappear for hours (and on one instance for a few days) seeking new sights, sounds and friends, was wonderful, albeit I must admit it was sometimes with envy as I observed their natural ease at breaking down the barriers…. both real and imagined….

Having been through these same islands 27 years earlier at a similar age I could not help but ask myself had I too been as bold and inventive as these two lads? Memories often play tricks on us, we tend to easily remember the good and the not so good; filtering out the middle ground events and occasions that with time slip from our conscious grasp. If Lloyd and Charlie can retain and hang on to these often forgotten aspects of life, then they will be the richer….as they clearly had some fantastic times amongst these beautiful islands and people.

From the moment the lads stepped ashore they were always in direct contact with the locals. On their first day they learned to roll their ‘r’s’ and to wrap their tongues around the Tahitian greeting for good day….’Aiorana’ and the subsequent thank you ‘Mauruuruu’…..the simple act of mastering these two words cast them in a completely different light than so many other visitors who often unknowingly offend by saying bonjour and merci.

If successfully interacting with the local people were measured by the amount of fresh fruit and vegetables one was graciously given, then by this measure Charlie and Lloyd were well and truly embraced. It was almost rare for them not to return to the boat after one of their daily excursions with some new treasure; a stalk of bananas, mangos, avocados, grapefruit and even fresh vanilla beans.

Young kids seemed to flock to these two. Walking through local villages bare footed and shirtless…muscled and tanned was always sure to attract attention. They would often stop and chat with the local kids greeting with a casual locking of hands and verbal hello. Conversation was inevitably focused on surfing, best breaks and impending swell arrivals. They were sometimes armed with a block or two of surf wax to give these kids, a simple gesture that scored huge points when surfing on the ‘local patch’. On the surf break itself producing the waterproof video camera was a winner with the young surfers, all giving their email address to the lads for some sought after footage of their surfing moves….while the older heads made it very clear that no pictures of ‘their’ break was to be published online……

In Raiatea on the eve of Bastille Day, Charlie and Lloyd with Susie in tow, went ashore well before sunset for a much needed night away from the ‘old watch’ crew. It was near 0400 the next morning when the sound of the dinghy’s outboard was heard approaching the boat. Clearly the kids had a good time, however, it was not until they surfaced the next afternoon that we learned that they had spent the night celebrating with one of the head chiefs from island who advised that they were to use his name and reference if they were to encounter any future trouble on the island’s surf breaks. It obviously helps to have friends in high places!

The Super Yacht sect was another aspect of Lloyd and Charlie’s social life while amongst these islands. These multimillion-dollar toys of the super rich are crewed by young people who like our lads were always keen to play and party and so they did. Everything seemed to be ‘super-sized’, the lads enjoyed super fast broadband aboard these boats, super cold air conditioning running 24/7, super fast water toys and a crew willing to share and play, super stocked beer fridges and on more than one occasion super efficient ice making machines that gratefully provided the rest of the crew back on Mistress with cold cubes for the evening sundowners!

The older crew hands also made the most of time ashore while exploring the islands. Long walks, scooter hire, bike rides, and snorkeling with stingrays were only some of the activities. Often while riding around the islands we made the obligatory pit stop at some local ‘snack shack’ or boutique hotel with beach side bar and enjoyed a refreshing drink. Over the month we visited Tahiti, Moorea, Huahine, Raiatea, Tahaa and Bora Bora. Each of these islands is different and distinct is so many ways. The striking physical beauty of Bora Bora cannot be ignored, but then this has to be balanced with the intrusion on this landscape by the myriad of 5 star over the water type hotels with their jet skiing sun tanning guests…..based on our exploration without question our favorite of these islands had to be Huahine. This island has very little mainstream tourism, instead just lovely friendly locals getting on with life amongst their lush mountains, beautiful beaches and stunning coral reefs that lock out the ravages of pounding seas while creating an amazing sea life pool within.

The Society Islands also represented a month of crew changes. When I departed Vancouver I always knew the voyage to New Zealand could not be possible without the capable assistance of many friends and family……remember this is what Mistress is all about! However I surprised myself at how hard it was to say goodbye to those who had sailed so far and so willingly aboard Mistress…..so thank you guys….Millsy, Warren, Charlie and Lloyd you were the very best of crew. Of course I cannot forget to thank those additional crew that joined us for varying periods of time while in French Polynesia…..all of you helped enrich the adventure……so thank you Lesley, Shawn, Liz, Doug, Susie and Elise!

And so the Mistress Voyages continue…..with new crew; Pete, Paul, Hans and Catrina aboard the far horizon beckons and Mistress is itching to sail once more…..





Thursday, August 11, 2011

Quiet day on board

Noon position S13.44, W168.22. Last 24 hours 171 miles. Wind eased through the day. Running with headsail poled out and full main. Caught a good size Skipjack - tagged and released.

Quiet day otherwise, crew caught up on sleep, reading and writing. Hans made a beaut Paella for dinner! We are looking forward to getting to Apia tomorrow.

MC


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Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Heading to Apia

Should arrive at Apia, Samoa Thursday avo... looking forward to a feed at the infamous Aggie Grey's Hotel. The war time proprietor was a legend in the South Pacific.

Also on Apia 'To Do' List is to hike to Robert Louis Stevenson's grave atop hill overlooking town. Noon position S13.39, W 165.29, 24 hours since departing - approx 180 miles.

MC


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Suwarrow, Cook Islands

Arrived first light yesterday to this magic atoll. Last here 27 years ago - little has changed except only yacht last time - now 20 other boats!

We have explored the island, swum in lagoon, fished the pass and caught beaut tuna at dawn this morning. Best entertainment was feeding fish remains to sharks

MC


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Saturday, August 6, 2011

Stars burning through sky

Noon position S13.54, W160.45. Last 24 hour 171 miles. Great sailing last night, two sail reach at 8 knots under 1/2 moon and awesome stars. Lots of stars burning through sky.

Wind died early this avo and we have been motoring since hot hot day and very little shade on deck. Strange to be heading North of Suvorov, seems like we're sailing away from NZ!

Crew are great... already Hans is helping sort out with electrical issues and Paul is number 1 diesel engineer... now if we can just get Pete to catch us a fish!

Cheers,
MC


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Friday, August 5, 2011

Kite up and no fish

Noon position S14.39 W 157.55 - last 24 hours 187m, 309 miles to Suvorov. Island is part of Cook's and except for Park Warden is uninhabited. NZ'er Tom Neale lived here as a hermit for many years.

Weather today very different to yesterday's sunshine and clear skies. We have wind out of NW at average 20 knots with some squals. Making great speed but a bit wetter on deck.

No fish yet... had a couple strikes but with kite up yesterday too hard to slow down and lost them. Sounds like an excuse to me! Could be tinned tuna tonight.

Cheers,
MC


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Blue Water Again

Great to be back at sea again after a month with the hook down. Currently running due west with Spinaker under sunny cloudless trade wind sky.

New crew settled in well and are learning how to tickle Mistress to get her to perform. Pete drew short straw last night and had first up cooking - makes it my turn tonight.

Noon position S15.37, W 154.55 - 24 hour run 174m. Distance to Suwarrow 496 miles - if wind holds should be there in 3 days. Lots of other yachts around us, but we are passing them all!

MC

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Tuamotus - Black Sharks…..Black Pearls….

Sharks Everywhere

Shark Fakarava

Pet Shark

Pearl Farm Apataki

Motu Rua Vahine Apataki

Motu in Apatki

lloyd & Charlie in Fakarava

Fakarava Reef Fish

Coral Fakarava

Coral Everywhere

Black Pearls



Time seems to be the enemy when one is sailing amongst the beauty and constant changing world of the South Pacific. Those following this blog must have thought we slipped below the surface never to be heard from again…….Well almost true, at least the bit about spending time below the surface!


The Tuamotu Islands are an amazing chain of exclusively coral atolls lying between the Marquesas and the Society Islands. 76 of these atolls exist, many inaccessible by deep draft sailboats due to nonexistent or very shallow and dangerous passes into the tranquility of their inner lagoons. These coral ringed lagoons rise out of the deepest of ocean depths to create a natural aquarium of unbelievably beauty….simply waiting to be explored!


Once again our sailing itinerary had been dictated by Lloyd and Charlie’s never ending quest for the ‘perfect’ wave! Given our time and ability to get in and out of the lagoons, we planned to visit Fakarava and Apataki atolls. In fact we did spend one night at an additional atoll (Toau) due to not having enough daylight to get inside Apataki. Of course as I am learning, surfing demands that a number of natural variables align in order to create surf able waves. For both Farkarava and Apataki, we entered the respective lagoons via the South West pass in anticipation of a Southerly swell generating some action. Alas….it was not to be….same old story, ‘should have been here last week…..’ The lads gave it a go, but it was probably more a case of being able to say ‘been there done that’ rather than getting any memorable surfing.


With surfing off the agenda we turned our attention to the world below the surface. Fakarava is reputedly one of the premier diving spots in the world. The atoll passes consist of stunning vertical walls of brilliantly coloured coral, teeming with every variety of fish life that is swept with the current’s ebb and flow into awaiting schools of Black Tipped reef sharks. Life can be a funny thing at times. If someone had said to Lesley that less than an hour after entering the water for a snorkel through the reef pass, she would be relatively blasé about reef sharks swimming within meters of her she would have seriously doubted their sanity……and yet that is exactly what happened! While none of us would have ever admitted that we were relaxed…..we all were mesmerized by these sleek, stealth looking creatures of the sea. The sharks were in constant motion…. like an Exocet seeking it’s next target they would cruise by us…..armed but unnaturally not seemingly dangerous…….


Fakarava’s lagoon is 45 miles long and with a bit of care one is able to transit the length of the lagoon to the northern town of Ratoava. Sitting astride the lower spreaders with the sunlight aft of the beam, allows one to easily see the coral heads that rise up from the depths of the lagoon. Enroute, we anchored a night in the shelter of a windward motu marveling at the way the natural light plays with the lagoon waters. The blue spectrum alone leaves one breathless as colour graduates from black/blue emerging out of the deepest water, to the aqua/blue brilliance as light dances across white sand bottoms, finally turning turquoise/blue in the shallows of coral covered reefs.


We spent a few days at the northern end of Fakarava, the lads (Lloyd, Charlie and Millsy) all went deep diving in the northern pass with their new best friends….. Fakarava sharks…..while Warren & Lesley walked, biked and relaxed amongst the solitude of coral beaches and coconut palms. Prior to departing Fakarava, Mistress’s female crewmembers doubled in number as Shawn arrived from Vancouver to escape the ever-wet Vancouver summer weather.


Many of the Tuamotu Islands are uninhabited, the remoteness and physical challenges that these atolls present make it difficult or impossible to sustain a living for many of these lovely Polynesian people. While these coral ringed lagoons offer solitude and adventure tourism, it is virtually nonexistent when compared to the world famous resorts of Moorea and Bora Bora that lie just over the horizon….


What the Tuamotus do have, that the rest of the world does not, is the ability to cultivate and harvest one of the most exotic and beautiful of natural jewels……the Black Pearl….

Sailing across an ocean and navigating our way into the sanctuary of these remote coral lagoons, only added to the mystique that accompanies the process of cultivation and harvesting of these tiny pearlescence rich spheres. Apataki is one of the atolls with a thriving pearl farm industry. We anchored off Motu Totoro, on the eastern side of the lagoon where Pauline and Alfred Assam welcome sailors onto their island. In the shade of their waterside thatched fare’, with a thirst quenching Rum & Coke in hand, they patiently answered our questions and showed us how the time consuming and skilled operation of cultivating black pearls occurs. It was a fascinating afternoon even more so for the female contingent of our crew who where seemingly determined to ‘buy from the source!’……time was clearly no concern as our ladies painstakingly picked their way through hundreds of different grades and size pearls to get the their individual collection together. Who would have thought that it would be possible to go shopping for ‘High Street’ pearls in a remote lagoon in the middle of the South Pacific? Perhaps the most ironic aspect of this afternoon was that when it was time to pay a wireless satellite accessed terminal miraculously appeared and happily accepted the girls MasterCard…..don’t leave home without it!


While part of the Mistress crew could happily have spent days continuing to explore the Tuamotu atolls, the young lads were anxious to see the bright lights of Papeete and the fame of the Teahupoo surf break. Not forgetting of course Mistress had a schedule to keep….crew changes to make……so once again we headed out to sea and let Mistress kick up her heels!