We made it. 4000 odd miles and we finally made it. In the end, with the
winds against us we ran out of time and the boats split up. Lapita Anuta
should be on Anuta by now and we arrived on Tikopia yesterday morning,
coasting through the small gap in the reef with terribly light winds and a
couple of people paddling. In the afternoon the stiff westerly breeze that
repeated weather forecasts have promised finally arrived. Such is life.
By this time we had moved en masse into a house just behind the beach. But
Sunday is a definitely a day of rest on Tikopia and we took it seriously,
lounging around the beach and catching up with the Edward, the chief, and
some other old friends. In the evening some of the guys dived for lobster,
which we BBQ'd outside our new home which Lapita Tikopia bobbed around
safely close to shore.
Today we explored a little, climbing up the collapsed volcano for a view of
the large freshwater lake on the eastern shore. It was quite a hike after
4.5 months sitting on a boat, but the view is something special.
Tomorrow the training of the Tikopian crews will begin and on Wednesday the
boat will be blessed by a priest and we'll party. With luck in a week or so
we'll be joined by Hanneke and crew, plus the Anutans she has been training
to take charge of Lapita Anuta.
For us the journey is over, but I can't quite believe it. I'm still grinning
like a Cheshire Cat. This trip will take some beating.