Thursday, August 22, 2013

Magical Mo'orea

17th August 2013

keeping up with us at 6.2 knots was no problem for this young man!
With so much of French Polynesia still to see, and only about 3 weeks before we should be heading out westwards once again, it was time to move on.  Mo’orea is only about 12miles away from Papeete, so we were not put off by the gribs indicating 20-25knot winds.
We left from Taina, going back up the passage past the airport, in ideal calm conditions, complete with our slipstreaming outrigger canoes. Once out through the pass at Papeete, it was not long before we had to review the single reef in the main, as the winds quickly reached the 28-29 knot range! While at the mast putting in the second reef, I felt the need to put in 3 reefs instead! By the time I returned to the cockpit, the wind was anywhere between 36 and 40 knots! It had also veered to a dead downwind point of sail, and our brand new half- furled genoa was banging away! We put it away very quickly, intending to use the staysail instead, but after one look at the speed we were doing with 3 reefs and a preventer on the main (7.5 -8.0 knots!) , I said "why bother!!"  At times we hit 9,5 knots, in what turned out to be a very fast, wild and rough little passage!
Once we reached the SE corner of the island, the wind and seas abated, to the point where 25 knots felt like we were becalmed! Soon after rounding the corner, we hung a left, and went through the pass into beautiful Cooks Bay, where we found a calm and sheltered anchorage in 17mts, surrounded by magnificent mountains. 


Scott-Free entering Cook's Bay after our wild passage



The locals refer to this peak as "gorilla playing the piano"????



 I was glad too, that the very last thing I did in Tahiti, was to have another 15mts of 10mm chain added to my existing 60mts of anchor chain (by way of a very cunning, and strong welding process). Anchoring is often quite deep in French Polynesia, and the winds can get up! Despite having a Rocna Anchor, I like to have a 4:1 chain rode, and am now able to do so more often!
We booked a day trip to swim with Stingrays and Black- tipped Sharks, ending with a Barbeque on an outlying “motu” ( islet). The weather for the first couple of days had been blustery and overcast, but Friday turned out to be a peach of a day!
On the way we passed this outrigger sailing vessel
The Paul Gauguin cruiseliner in Opunoku Bay
We were collected at the Bali Hai Club, in a 60 person catamaran, and taken to “Sting Ray City”, which lies on a sandbank beyond Cook and Opunohu Bay, and past the Hilton and Legend hotels. 




We were taken on the inside channel, which is way too shallow for yachts, past turquoise reefs, and the opulent chalets and bungalows which make up the rooms of these hotels,… each with their own private verandas, bathing platforms, ladders  etc.
The romantic settings, crystal clear waters, and privacy, go a long way to explaining why these hotels, and Mo’orea is such a big honeymoon destination….. apart from all the punters in big power cats thundering past your bedroom!!





Sting Ray City was to be honest, a bit of a circus, and not the kind of wildlife experience we would have really chosen! It was full of tour boats, private boats, jetskies, and noisy  yodeling and squealing people, overcome by the sight and experience of being in such close proximity to the shoals(?), schools(?), of stingrays, bumping and nudging them for attention, and begging for scraps from the tour guides, who feed them.


Getting to know you....................
Getting to touch you...................
Rarely seen..........underside!
Around the periphery, were masses of Blacktip Sharks, especially just beyond the channel drop off.  As a long time conservationist, I cannot go along with the concept of handfeeding wildlife , and changing natural behaviour. However, I must be honest, and say that I quickly got caught up in the amazing spectacle, and the magic of these big stingrays apparently enjoying the interaction, the head stroking, (looking for tidbits!) proving to be so harmless, and unthreatening.
After a period with the sting rays, I spent most of my time observing and filming the Black Tips. At times, I must have had between 20 and 30 around me. Magnificent creatures! They move so effortlessly and gracefully,  yet capable of amazing bursts of speed!





Despite the circuslike atmosphere, and behavior of some idiots, we did our own thing, and thoroughly enjoyed the experience.  Mary, decided that she would be far happier staying on the cat, and filming from there, than joining me with the sharks!
The Barbeque which followed was equally good, with a choice of fresh Mahi Mahi  (Dorado)  , marinated chicken, an wide choice of side dishes, salads, cold beer, rum punches and pineapple!

The motu where we had the barbecue
On our return trip to the Bali Hai Club, the cat dropped off punters along the way at their hotels, cruise ship (the Paul Gauguin!), with everyone having enjoyed a really special day.
That evening, we booked a meal at the Bali Hai restaurant, and went early in order to buy our beer at the 2 for 1 Happy Hour prices, and to watch the Tahitian singing and dancing exhibition, which turned out to be very good indeed!
Various suckers, myself included, were dragged from the audience to be taught how to jiggle ones’ knees, shake your hips, and thrust your pelvis in time with your beautiful local flower adorned dancing partner! Now I have been known to do all three of those things at various times in my life….. but never all at the same time! The end result was somewhere between laughable and lewd, and I am only too happy that Mary could not video my attempts from where she was sitting!
The meal afterwards, of lightly curried local prawns, done in coconut milk, was equally superb, albeit a trifle expensive!!

Haka???


Rod's pathetic efforts with our friend Eric in the foreground!





All in all, we had one fantastic day, in Magical Mo’orea!

Saturday, August 17, 2013

Tahiti ......... take 2

15 August 2013

A wooden carving of a Tahitian warrior which we came
across in a shopping mall in Pape'ete
                                                                               
Before we knew it we had spent a month in Papeete, working like Trojans on the boat, and spending wads of wonga, as Nic Marvin would describe the financial haemorrhage.  It would be only too easy to remember Tahiti, purely in terms of boat work, expenses, and medical procedures, but that would also be totally unfair!  Tahitians are without doubt, the nicest, and most genuinely friendly folk we have met anywhere in the world to date! They go out of their way to help visitors, and take huge delight in showing off their little bit of English, whenever they can! It only gets better when they realize how much we dumb English speakers appreciate their efforts!

The Municipal Marche is a fabulous attraction,covering merchandise from black pearls to fresh fish and fairly phallic tikis!

Hats and bags ........
Butcheries...........
Beautiful exotic flowers.............
Floral arrangements, price ZAR150.00.........
Fruit and veg, not cheap.........for Rand value, delete the last digit!
Handcarved ukeleles and bananas!
Necklaces...................shells and pearls
More veg....................
Very fresh fish.................
Parrot fish and tuna fillets

Live lobsters, couldn't afford those!!!

Black pearl jewllery
All spotlessly clean
Geckoes seem to have a special place in Polynesian culture
As do tikis........................
French Polynesians enjoy a wonderful lifestyle, courtesy of the generous French handouts, and really do their utmost to help at all times, giving lifts to “lost” tourists, etc. I broke yet another tooth, and had to delay our departure from Papeete by another day, to get it fixed. In the process.  I had my only bad experience, when the bus driver, to whom I had given my drop off address, forgot, and dumped me about 7km away in the boondocks, claiming that this was where I had asked to go! A local lady, whose help I sought, just put me in her car, and drove me back the 7kms to the correct address!
The dentist, who had been contacted by the marina manager, just squeezed me in between two patients, stuck it all together, and had me back on the boat by lunch time!
They really go out of their way to be helpful, but there are also times when it pays to be circumspect! There are a large number of very pretty and elegant “shemales”, men who have been brought up by their mothers to be women. They are an accepted part of Polynesian society, and are called “Mahu’s”. Most of them are just very elegant and pretty gender benders, but there are the OTT transvestites who frequent the “gritty’ night spots as attractive prostitutes, causing chaos and confusion among lonely male visitors!

Every night, this square is transformed into a collection of
"roulottes"......street food. In the morning the area is spotless!
Another aspect of Polynesian culture is the hibiscus, or frangipani flower worn behind the ear. Most women wear flowers, picked along the roadsides, but some men do too…....... 


The Town Quay was expensive, grimy, exciting and convenient plus we were able to see superyachts like "A", moored very close to us. But it was time to move on and so we motored down the channel, past the airport to Marina Taina which was a pleasant change after the hustle and bustle of the city and much cheaper!!

"A" .........looks like a submarine rather than a super yacht. We spotted her in St Martin a few years ago 
All the toys come out the garages!

An interesting bit of useless info which we learned, is that the Hibiscus flowers all fall off the trees at 16.30h into the sea . I guess that it is then time to go home, or stop work and head for Happy Hour.....and it really happens...................they come floating past the boat every afternoon, between 16.00 and 17.00hrs!



Enough scribble! Let the pictures tell the rest of the story about Tahiti! 

This memorial in the park commemorates French Polynesian
islanders  affected by the nuclear testing

Beautiful waterfront with magestic mountain backdrops

"Lamb tjops and boeries"
Sun setting over Mo'orea, our next destination















Thursday, August 1, 2013

A first taste of Tahiti


 21 July 2013
Approaching Tahiti between squalls
Lush green mountains......very different from the Tuomotus
   We arrived in Papeete during the Bastille Day celebrations, which in French Polynesia, are celebrated in their own local fashion, with the song and dance Heiva Festival being the highlight. Outrigger canoe races, long and short distance, physical strength and endurance challenges etc make up the programme


Finishing line of the outrigger canoe races seen from  our boat

We moored at the Town Quay which was a first for us. We've never been moored in the middle of a city before................noisy, dirty but calm and very convenient. Fresh baguette for breakfast most mornings



Viewing the Town Quay  from the main road
Sheer Tenacity on the Town Quay

A rather strange Polynesian charter houseboat moored in front of us

Another more conventional neighbour..................for you, Kim!
We arrived on the Friday, and the finals of the choirs and dancing were being held on the Saturday and Sunday, but were all sold out! So we dragged ourselves off to the Friday night exhibition, despite being whacked! It is a wonderful spectacle, particularly the dance routines, which tell stories of Tahitian history, fables and culture. The costumes, choreography, and dance movements were fantastic, and we were very glad to have made the effort to attend. Sadly, no photographs are allowed, so we cannot share anything with you. The singing, all in Tahitian, and therefore unintelligible, dragged on a bit, as it was tuneless, repetitive, and too blooming long for tired sailors! We walked through this stunning park to get to the outdoor stadium

       


This thatched shelter has beautiful carvings of ancient Polynesian craft  on every wall



The view of the nearby island of Mo'orea from the park

And beautiful exotic flowers everywhere.........

The nearly 5000 miles of sailing from Panama, in conditions which , this year appear to have been unusually difficult, have taken their toll on many cruising boats, and we are no exception. The list of repairs and things to do seems to grow daily, as one checks and inspects everything.

Facilities in Tahiti are pretty good, but things are very expensive! Being French, the supermarkets and food choices are excellent, as are the medical facilities. For years I have been putting off a certain scoping procedure involving long pipes in unmentionable places, despite pressure from family members who shall remain nameless! I promised Mary, that if ever I had a symptom, I would have it done! Now Mary can be very sneaky and manipulative when she wants to be! The passage from the Marquesas to the Tuamotos was wild and nasty…… sitting on the loo was difficult enough, let alone producing anything! That was all the proof Mary needed…. That’s it….. constipated for 2 days!!! That’s a symptom!!! You have got to get yourself checked out in Tahiti! (This despite the fact that she herself was even more gummed up!) In a weak moment I agreed.

So challenge No.1 in Tahiti was to find such a facility and doctor, and make a booking. The Paofai Clinic in Papeete was not only within walking distance, but excellent to boot. I have now been “scoped” and am a newly signed up member of the “bottoms up club”. I have been given a verbal all clear, and am just awaiting the lab reports , which we should get later this week.

The 2nd big challenge was to get the new genoa adjusted down to the correct size. Quantum had agreed to pay for the alteration, as it was their mistake. Nevertheless, I could not accept the outrageous quotation from the only sailmaker here, who was really not interested in the job. In the end, Mary and I spent 2 days unpicking and hand stitching the altered head board. It is now done, and fitted, and the old genoa is in the dumpster.


The hand altered head of our new genoa
No3 challenge was to collect the new mainsail, shipped by Quantum (now Ullman sails). That was a breeze! It arrived at 5.00am, and our agent had it delivered to us by 9.30am the next day. It is now up, and fitted, with the new Rusgarten cars, which look good. It is also the first of 5 sails bought from Quantum which fitted first time around!!  The old main is on the dock, and will disappear into the dumpster tomorrow when its emptied!

Challenge no 4………………Trying to discover and remedy the cause of all the diesel slopping around in the bilges!  The rough trip on the port tack, not done for many a moon, resulted in a seriously smelly and messy diesel leak into the bilges. In the end we discovered that the inlet pipe from the deck to the tank had hardened, and broken its seal, causing diesel to leak into the lifejacket and sleeping bag locker, the bilges, and the floor under the chart table. The automatic bilge pump, unknown to us, pumped about 75lts overboard on passage, leaving us to mop up and clean out about 8-10lts left in the bilges. This mess took 2 days to sort out, including pipe replacement, and we were mighty relieved when the job was finished. I decided it was also time to change the 2 x Z83 Gud Diesel filters, as well as the engines own filter. So that was the next job. The following morning, the boat stank of diesel, and we discovered about 8 lts of diesel slopping around in the newly cleaned engine bilge! The brand new Perkins diesel filter had a fault in the water trap valve, and had decided to prolong our diesel issues! So back to work, replacing the filter, and cleaning out the bilges! Only to find that the leak had now allowed air back into the engines high pressure diesel pump, which involved yet another whole air bleeding exercise, which, of course, dumped still more diesel into the bilges! What fun!!

Challenge No.6 (or is it 7?)…. Followed as soon as we mopped up the last of the diesel. I found a bolt head lying in the pool of diesel, which I traced back to the engine mounting bracket. One of the 3 bolts securing the front starboard engine mounting bracket had sheared. Fixing this required lifting the engine up on a block and tackle, removing the engine mount and bracket as a single unit, so as not to disturb the engine alignment, extracting the sheared stud, tracking down a replacement, and doing it all in reverse! In fact we were lucky as I was able to extract the stud with vice grips, and did not have to resort to welding on bolts, or trying to use “easy outs”.

No 8 turned out to be one of those lucky bits of serendipity that  jumps up and saves you from what could have been a whole heap worse! Steve on Scott Free had just changed his raw water impeller, and showed it to me, with all the blades beginning to crack. It prompted me to change mine as well, as we were concerned that the exhaust was not spitting out quite enough water. We found only 2 of the 8 blades still intact, and it was only a brief matter of time before it would have failed completely! Who knows where that might have happened!

The prop shaft and engine anodes are now done, and  we are only left with a couple of remaining jobs to do. Hopefully we will knock these off this week, and be able to start having some time off to start enjoying Tahiti and the rest of French Polynesia!  This is the start! 

We certainly enjoy the "Blonde" beer produced by this microbrewery

We also enjoy this strangely named Argentinian wine at approx R100.00 a litre!

Rod's learning to enjoy the enormous local Pamplemous.......can you believe this Kate??