Moorea rocks
MALARKEY
Jo & Trevor Bush
Fri 6 Jul 2012 01:26
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16:44.1S 151:02.1W
Huahine, Society Islands
Time to leave Tahiti..........it was costing a
fortune. I couldn't keep Joanne out of the tatt shops and me out of the
deli counter of Carrefour. So with the boat restocked with far too many
nice but naughty goodies and an empty wallet, we headed off to Moorea,
the sister island to Tahiti.
  Cooks Bay, Moorea. Named after Capt'n Cook, who
actually never visited!)
How do we do it. We manage to arrive in the
sleepiest of locations just as something bazaar is happening. The Miss Moorea
competition was just about to begin in the nearby hotel
complex. 'Whoopee flippin' doo', I hear you say. And in normal
circumstances, we would definitely agree. But this event was supported by a
couple of credible bands. One was famous in French Polynesia for being an
off-the-wall French rock band called 'Tika Hiri'. This band was made of a bunch
of notorious 'bad boys' playing heavy rock using lead & base guitars and an
electric cello......this was definitely not to be missed. Only one
problem.....we didn't have a ticket and I was sure as hell not going to buy one.
So we crashed it. We dressed in our best rock concert outfits i.e. the skankiest
clothes we could find amongst our skanky collection, jumped in the dink,
tied it to the adjoining jetty and as bold as brass, walked straight to the
bar as if we belonged there. It has been more than a few years since we gate
crashed a party and that made the listening to funky music, while
supping local beer in a swanky hotel, even better.
  Rock lives in
Moorea
Back to school on Monday
Around in the next bay the 'Puddle Ducks' were
arriving for one of their get-togethers. The 'Puddle Jumpers'
or 'Puddle Ducks', as we like to call them, are a bunch of like minded
cruisers, mostly out of the west coast of the US plus a smattering Europeans.
They were flocking together for Polynesian fun and games on the beach. We
were there just to watch but couldn't help joining in. We even won a
coconut............'Whoopee flippin' doo' does apply in this case.
   run Forest....
run
Vicki going
bananas
not coconut-shy
It was a good opportunity to see old cruising
friends including Vicki & Roger (S/Y El Vagabond). We promised each
other we would meet in Tahiti when we saw them last in Chile and heaven
knows where we will see them again......probably New Zealand. We are also
very fortunate to have met a lovely couple of locals, Joe & Claude. We
hope to see them again somewhere down-the-road, perhaps back
in England, if we can persuade Joe to leave this lovely island of
Moorea.
We on the other hand, have already left. We are in
Huahine which beyond doubt, is the prettiest island we have visited
todate.
  Swanky hotel
complex
Sunset view from our cockpit in Huahine
As lovely as this place is, we have to get a
wriggle-on. We want to be in Bora Bora for 'Bastille Day' and to gate
crash a few Polynesian 'Heiva'
festivities.
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