Farewell to the Society Islands & Huahine "Round up" 17:19:04S 152:33:97W
I am scrunched up on the port side corner of the Nav'
Station on Zipadedoda, whilst we charge along on the pitch dark on a beat to
windward. The sails are close hauled and well reefed as we lurch from squall to
squall in this quite unseasonal weather. The up side is that we are making
great progress towards our next destination, Rarotonga, in the
WE have enjoyed the
We embarked on an overnight sail cum motor from Taina
Marina, Tahiti to
The sunrise the following morning was one of the most spectacular we have seen so far……..
Captain Cook discovered Huahine in 1769, and subsequently
Motu Vaiorea off Port Bourayne
The Island enjoys a very low population density, and it
seems to be a place where quite a lot of families from
Native Dancer at the local hotel, adjacent to our anchorage
We entered through the reef on the North West coast, via the
There is a very well marked channel all the way down the
west side of the
There were several other rally boats already there, so it was good to catch up with the BWR gang and to get tips on what to do and see and were to go to eat! Always a major point of concern for BWR participants!!
The next day was a Sunday and we decided to explore the bay and go for a long walk along the beach down to the southern tip of the island. Along the way we saw thee guys sitting in the water, chatting and drinking from Hinano beer bottles, 50cl size no less and at 1000 in the morning! We exchanged “Bon Jours” and carried on. About an hour later, on our return journey, paddling along as you do. I spotted one of the three chaps dragging an enormous cool box into the water where it floated in the sea, adjacent to the Sunday revellers. As we approached, another one of the team, arose from the water, walked up the beach picked up a white plastic table from a garden and returned to the water “sans” table and promptly parked it in the sand. They then placed the cool box and beers on the table. So I applauded their ingenuity. This resulted on both Jennie and I being given large Hinano beers to share with the guys, as well as a plate of raw, marinated (sushi) Tuna. This is a local delicacy and not one of my favourites, But we both enjoyed the “Chirac” with the guys who by this time we very well refreshed and having a lovely time. So after a good portion of raw fish and cool beers we headed back up the beach for more RnR.
After a couple of days just chilling out after the excitement
of Tahiti, we decided to join Paul & Harriet from Anahi on a
circumnavigation of the
The Biker set rides again. Note the coral reef and lagoon in the background
This all took place on one of the many Bank Holidays that the Islanders enjoy. So EVERYTHING was closed. It turned out that the scooter Paul was given by the hotel was not in good shape. In fact it was a dangerous wreck! As we followed them bits of plastic fell off, the steering was wonky and the brakes we well passed their sell by date! Ours was OK, but had just over half a tank of petrol to start with, and a very small engine for two persons……..So speedy it was not! But it was a pretty blue colour so all was well.
This tour was truly enchanting with magnificent views wherever we went.
Complete Fisherman’s Kit. Including boat, nets and watchful Little Heron
Interestingly all of the local boats are stored on “lifts”. These are usually two poles on a wheel and ratchet system to lift the boats clear of the water, when not in use. This is possible because there is in effect no tidal range here. It has the major advantage of negating the need for anti-fouling, reducing the chance of osmosis, and protecting the boat when there are sudden surges over the reef during storms.
There is a complete re-constructed Tahitian style village on
the East side of the
By late lunch time, we were getting low on fuel and Paul’s scooter died.
Running repairs? Harriet looks for the defibulator!!!
We diagnosed fuel starvation as the problem. Paul did a magnificent job of trying to solve the problem. But bottom line was that the carburettor was shot and so was the bike! So I took the two girls and myself (a threesome no less) on the blue scooter back to Fare. I then dropped them at the only café open that day and returned to collect Paul. By this time my scooter was running on fumes, and there was no way it would get us back to the Bay Avea. So once I found Paul, we took the bottom feed out of the petrol tank on his bike and transferred the contents onto my bike. Meanwhile Paul had been “taken under the wing” of a local woman. She very kindly called the hotel to tell them their bike was out of action and that they had two stranded customers in Fare. They agreed to collect the bike and then collect Paul and Harriet form the Café in Fare. So we returned there, had a late lunch and awaited the transport. It did not arrive so they got a taxi and we rode home on our trusty Blue steed, complete with all of Paul’s fuel! The hotel were really good to Paul. Refusing to charge him for the rental and re-imbursing his taxi fare (and paying for my petrol). To cap it all, the “Patron” bought us all a free drink in the evening.
This summed up the spirit of Huahine. It is a real gem. Unspoilt,
Not to be missed. Very special and we were very
reluctant to leave. But leave we did, for