Engraft Piripiri in Fulaga
Salsa af Stavsnas
Ellinor Ristoff Staffan Ehde
Fri 3 Oct 2014 08:57
As a travelling boat we manage to bring things from different parts of the world. Not souvenirs really, we actually try to avoind filling the boat with things that are bought just to be bought. But we have clips from many places and when we hang clothes all the different models and contructions come out of the bag. Food, we label all cans with what they content and where they come from. Here we can find Fried beans from Panama, Coconut milk from Rarotonga, Coconut oil from Tonga, Chinese Soya from Las Palmas, Chest nuts from Sweden (well we bought them there).
We also learn how to cook new food along the way and the latest change is that we love to make indian food and we bought spices for that in Savusavu. Ellinor made Panir the other day that we put in a spinach sauce and that was lovely. Panir can be done with yougurth culture and some processing.
This morning we took off from Yagasa with half a ton wood, four big men and their equipment. We left the atholl and sailed close hauled towards Fulaga. We had a most enjoyable sail and even the guys enjoyed the speed and the power from our HR. She worked her way in 10-12 knots of wind right on target, shooting through the waves and spraying the bow and the cargo on board.
We had prepared a lunch with peas and a good sauce, opened a danish can of meat that we had left from New Zealand (We bought it for Andreas), all served with rice and we tried to make it eatable for our kids and the Fulangans...
Well they like it spicy and the only thing we had was Piripiri that we bought in Portugal. Piripiri is so strong that one drop of it is enough for an adult that likes spicy food. These guys really like it spicy and they soon learned a new word, Piripiri.On deck the bottle was passed on, "Kauta mai Piripiri sä" (can you pass me the Piripiri), "Vinaka levu Piripiri" (thank you, I want a BIG Piripiri) and so on it went. They emptied half a bottle on the journey up and down and you could hear the word Piripiri now and then even after the lunch. A burp and then "Sota tale Piripiri" (something like "see you again Piripiri").
We went through the pass in Fulaga about midday and it was calm and nice (good timing with the tide), coming inside felt like coming home and again, we can only see that this place is the most beautyful we have seen so far on earth. We anchored and soon the guys unloaded all their wood, Salsas waterline raised about a centimeter and we started to clean the decks after the wood. It is red and it leaves very intense spots. Ellinor had a great suggestion that we use our fire hose, that is a pump that takes sea water in big quantities and pressurises that to a deck fitting. There we can attach a hose and get a good flood of water. Well soon the bilgepump alarm set off and sure enough we had water in the bilge, and that came from... the firepump of course. We had not used it for a year maybe and now when we started it something has corroded to a hole that sprayed the compartment under Andreas bed and with that a god part of spare parts etc etc. So as we just thought we could take it easy and relax after the journey we had to take everything out and rinse it and dry and repack....
Well it is a boat. Now I know what I have to do in the future.