Bike Day
Beez Neez now Chy Whella
Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Wed 2 Oct 2013 22:57
Maupiti By Push Bike Windarra gently persuaded us to
hire bikes and take a tour of the island with them. We were promised flat roads
and didn’t have any excuse not to join in the fun. We left the quayside hire
lady at nine, in time to meet the school bus. I do
hope there are not going to be too, too many shots of my
rather large stern...........No
dear.
God of Maupiti
seems a straightforward enough name for this church. Bear is in charge of
pictures today as I have been allowed the day off. Couldn’t make the skipper
write the blog though, too
right....
In no time we were at the top end of the island. Apparently you can
walk the whole way round in three hours, so we made frequent
photo stops and enjoyed the view.
A very poor attempt at
a ‘one careful owner’ and a washing line ???
better have words with the photographer. Oh, now that’s better. A nice view.
The real deal
and a carefully owned scooter, I’ll try that one out.
A stop for Sofia
to present me with flowers, while mum, Rebecca, looks at a Tiki in his own house.
Blake and Sofia
pose at our lunchtime beach stop. Freshly grilled tuna and rice. Time for a
cooling swim in the incredibly shallow lagoon. From the beach here at Tereia, you can walk across to motu Auira.
A pretty house
with a spectacular view.
We pushed the bikes up a short hill and
were rewarded with a wonderful view toward the first
anchorage, Windarra just visible.
At the bottom end of the island we went off piste, definitely didn’t like the bumps at this
point, bit we found another beach and a potential for the one careful owner, but a bit young
yet.
Then a couple of real
gems.
These ladies came
by, beer tins in hand, mid conversation, stopped to
welcome us.
We stopped at one of
several stand pipes. Karl dunks his head, watched by
Sofia. Opposite a shack with a view.
Bear called finalist and I had to go back and have a close look. Mmmm OK, we’ll see.
A funky
coloured fridge overtook me at that point. These incredibly friendly
islanders are definitely Ia orana (said Yo-rah-nah) not the Bonjour type. A
favourite island that we will will always treasure.
Having successfully completed our
circumcycle of the island, we went once more to the top end where we had seen a
sign for Petroglyphs. The man in the shop had
reassured us they were not too far from the road and no climbing involved –
marvelous. These famous carvings lay in the mostly dry, only island river called
Haranai. Time to head back.
Our last stop was to see this amazing front wall, made from dead coral.
We returned the bikes and watched a game, would I do it again, Mmm, let’s see how the stern is in the
morning........
ALL IN ALL A PADDED SEAT NEXT TIME
???
GREAT WAY TO SEE THE
ISLAND |