Astra Blog: Niue 20.09.08 - 23.09.08
We awoke to discover that Zulu had very sensibly waited until first light to arrive and had even caught a fish! George was sent to give Phil a quick lesson on filleting while Jeremy and Ash pondered the unusual dinghy dock. The only way to get ashore is to rig your tender with lifting strops and crane it up onto a large dock about 4 metres high. They spent about half an hour trying to get the balance just right before everybody headed ashore to check in. Unfortunately we had about a tonne of rubbish in the tender which we hadn’t counted on and during the lift it came up at rather a precarious angle. Fortunately no garbage fell in the sea and the tender arrived safely.
Keith from the Niue Yacht Club (NYC) was there to meet us and all members of Astra and Zulu were ferried up the only hill on the island to the village fete. It was a decent sized gathering with lots of dancing, singing, stalls and even a bouncy castle. However, at talk of a locals v sailors tug’o’war we decided to beat a retreat. The locals look like most of them could comfortably play for the All Blacks with arms the size of our legs! Everyone started off down the hill apart from Ash and George who had no intention of trekking in the searing sunshine. Instead they went to inform Keith that they were off to the NYC for a spot of lunch. On hearing this Keith very kindly handed over his car keys to Ash and before long all were enjoying a delicious lunch in the pleasant little club.
took us for a whistle-stop tour of the west coast of
That evening, the boys off Astra and Zulu headed ashore in the ‘bubble boat’ (T/T Zulu) for a party at the Niue Rugby Club. An excellent evening was had by all and they met some of the largest, friendliest people on the planet.
On returning to Astra, we could hear strange noises on the outskirts of the anchorage. Further examination showed that there were in fact several large humpacks passing through. Ash and Sally stayed on deck for about an hour at 0230 watching in awe as the humpback whales breached several times just 40 feet from Astra. On going below we could hear their melody echoing through the hull.
afternoons there is only one place to go on
Keen to do
some exploring on the final day in
For our last
Zulu decided that
they would get a head start on us in the morning and quietly slipped their
mooring at 0800 to head for Vava’u,