To Bora Bora
Beez Neez now Chy Whella
Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Wed 18 Sep 2013 22:57
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To Maikai Marina, Bora
Bora
 Bear went for bread this morning and
paid our marina fees. Nine pounds and thirty three pence per night, including
the little sum for electricity. Water was free and plentiful, hence Beez got a good wash down and the cockpit was scrubbed to
within an inch of its life, ditto the cushions. Ready for the off at ten for the
twenty eight miles to Bora Bora, a must on each of our Bucket Lists and finally
an island most people have heard of. We individually remember Judith Chalmers
bimbling about in the late seventies, neither of us assumed we would ever be
able to afford to visit. Well here we go, marina soon
disappearing behind us. A good wind, so within ten minutes sails at the
ready and engine off.
 You would think that this picture was
taken way out to sea, no, in the expanse of water between
Tahaa and Raiatea, INSIDE the reef.
 It was indeed our new friend Hawaikinui, just about to overtake and exit the pass
in front of us.
   Water colours to
our left, we will never forget.
 
 Our old friend from Papeete, Artic on our right, The end of
Tahaa and a chirpy looking Big Bear.
 We turned left into the pass, we could see the
surf on the reef on one side.
  A real washing machine to the right.
 To the other a man
fishing.
 We had a cracking sail
and as Bora Bora came closer we could see the cloud to the
left was all wrong.
 This sea buoy looked as though it was in the middle of
nowhere.
 Doing a cracking job
though.
 Closer to the island we
could see a fire. Oh
dear.
 We could see a helicopter collecting water as we turned right through
the pass.
 A shack with a view
on the left..............
 .............to the
right too.
 The
entrance to lagoon, the water depth dropped, then rose
again.
 The Paul Gauguin was in.
 On the right – the classic bungalows on stilts, but hang on a
minute.........
 .................is
that a hole, yes. A One Careful Owner before we even
get there.
 Who would have thought that our first
look at a holiday complex would turn out to be the deserted Bora Bora Lagoon Resort.
 A chap
fishing proves life goes on. As we neared
Maikai Marina a dinghy came out meet us, led the way to a buoy and helped Bear
tie us on. A whole week for 5000 Polynesian Francs or thirty five pounds and
twenty nine pence – not bad for paradise - and we can use the
pool.
 Here we are
settled by three, (we did go around, not
straight across). Miles this year 6198.65, left to do 2925 – give or
take.
 Paul left at dusk.
 We went to sleep with the hill burning behind us, sadly.
ALL IN ALL CANNOT WAIT TO
EXPLORE
WHAT AN INCREDIBLE
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