Mission accomplished - Papeete ahoy!
Rangiroa proved a delightful two-day resting place
before the final leg (of this half of the voyage) to
After a leisurely afternoon, we re-grouped for drinks at the Kia Ora Hotel and dinner at the only restaurant on the island open in the evening. It was fortunate that we were collected, by what looked like the chef, from the Kia Ora hotel as our departure coincided with a torrential downpour.
On Thursday, we had planned a scuba diving excursion
with Olivier, with whom Peter had been diving earlier in the week. Due to dive-boat problems, and the
passing of time, we decided instead to go snorkelling over the reef inside the
Meanwhile, Max took a tour of the motu by taxi, and visited the black pearl farm in search of treasures. We all considered the idea of having a traditional tattoo done, but eventually turned it down due to the likely pain.
In the afternoon we motored for an hour down the lagoon and anchored 100 metres off, in the lee of the Mahitu motu. We swam ashore and spent an hour or more exploring the motu – its dense coconut groves, salt water pools, and the extraordinary rock formations lying on the beach on the ocean side of the atoll (big argument – was this coral or was it volcanic rock?). We returned to Rumpelteazer armed with small pieces of coral and volcanic rock on which to perform our own scientific experiments, and a coconut which Andy shinned up and picked from a tree. Max later had to use a hacksaw to open it but the milk and flesh were much appreciated ingredients in Andy’s chicken curry that night.
We then turned left and sailed on a close reach for
24 hours in the direction of
Robert and Rumpelteazer are then going on a two-week
cruise, en famille, around the