Tuesday 4th May
The wind is still gusting through the
anchorage at around 20 knots so we had a rather unpleasant nights sleep. We
were all keen to get off the boat this morning and what could be more
appealing than a stroll along the beach!
As soon as we stepped on to the beach we
stumbled across two gentlemen playing a ukulele and enjoying life. We were
called over to where they were sat and hands were shook, it was a real
treat meeting them both and a lovely start to our day.
Being serenaded by a local and
below is his view all day every day - lucky man!
We knew this place was a little
gem as soon as we arrived! After walking a little further we stumbled across a
couple who were sitting in the shade weaving palm leaves. We were soon engaged
in conversation, well kind of considering we don't speak French, but anyway yet
again they turned out to be lovely people. The man gathered some coconuts for us
to eat and then he set about knocking some fresh ones down from the tree for us
to drink the milk. He told us that we could come back anytime and have some more
as he had plenty, how generous!
To the left he is opening up
the coconut husks and the right picture show's the tasty treat
He used his long stick to
gather more and Amy took full advantage
The walk along the pink
sand beach was spectacular and before long we reached a shallow channel
where the lagoon and sea merged. The beach suddenly became more spectacular as
we reached the corner and we couldn't resist a dip in the water. The wind
is really whipping the seas up so it was a bit choppy but that didn't stop
Amy waded/swam her way across the
channel to claim the little motu as hers. When she didn't return and we'd all
donned our reef shoes we made our way over too to discover her lay down in the
calm water on the other side. She probably wanted a bit of piece and quiet then
we turned up - oops! It was silent over there, you couldn't hear anything but
the waves breaking, it was absolutely beautiful.
I think she's trying to tell us
something because she then swam off and claimed another little
motu. This however wasn't big enough for her, she wanted the one
in the distance. Since Manihi she hasn't stopped dreaming!
Since we've been here we've been
trying to establish whether there are any restaurants or bars but the locals
don't seem to understand. We've figured it out now though - the pensions/hotels
have their own "restaurants" where the residents eat a set meal every night so
whilst making our enquiries we eventually asked the right person and she invited
us in for a drink and before long we were booked in for dinner the next night.
This was excellent news as supplies are now running very very low on the boat.
Whilst on our walk we stumbled across an actual restaurant in a superb setting,
just off the beach where we had a coffee and a grenadine.
We took the road way back and
discovered a bar and another shop. The bars are just peoples homes so
they are dotted all over the place, you have to seek them out! The village
is very tidy and the locals seem to be very proud of their homes as their
gardens and drives are in pristine condition, many with flowers and shrubs
absolutely everywhere. It's very pretty!
The recycling bins
What we think is the town hall
and the Gendermerie to the right