Rarotonga, Cook Islands 18:47:23S 173:32:66W
We are still on passage for the Vava’u Group of
Islands in the
We are chugging along on Stay Sail alone (Thank goodness for
the Cutter Rig) and still managing 6knots SOG, in winds averaging 25knots but
gusting 40 to 45knots in the squalls. All being well we will be pugged up in
Oh the other thing about this passage is that we moved to Tongan time and so lost a day! Very careless of us. Jennie was particularly keen to loose the day that we took the big “Greenie” into the cockpit and our lovely (now soggy) Saloon. So we moved from UTC minus 10 to UTC +23. Didn’t feel a thing! No dressing up this time either.
Anyway, after all that rambling. We had our last night in
Raiatea with Michal and
The passage to
The Cook Group consists of some 15
The Cooks Group is an independent nation, in association
The other wonderful thing was we were back to sensible
prices!! Hip Hip Hooray! Car rental at £8 a day (if you take it for three
days). Mind you this was definitely not a Rolls Royce. But who needs one when
The harbour is a bit basic. But with clean clear water….well relatively speaking for harbours. But there were loads of fish.
But once you get passed the fact that it is a commercial harbour that permits yachts, with a welcome smile. You moor up, to laid stern too the wall. Great holding in sand and mud for the bow anchor.
It has most things you could ask for. A harbour master who
is the immigration and customs officer as well. Formalities take 5 minutes, if
that. Oh, and one of the girls in the office gives you all the tourist
information brochures and a map…for free. The pilot books tell you that
all your fresh produce will be confiscated here, and that your boat will be fumigated.
William, the Health inspector arrives on his moped, wearing shorts and a tee
shirt and wellies. Asks you not to take your fresh produce off the boat. There
is then a request for 20New
As mentioned we rented a car and toured the
Unfortunately it was so dull and over cast so there was little incentive to take pictures. But we stopped off at the yacht club (sailing dinghies only) on the south east corner of the island for lunch. Lovely club house come restaurant with a veranda right on the beach and great views to the lagoon and the reef beyond.
We tried the local beer, and then the NZ wine. Very nice and once again reasonable prices. The food was fine but not special. Staff were great.
The hall was huge, with arena style seating on two side and a large stage on the far end. The drum band were in the middle on one side. They had about 10 or 12 drums from massive barrel like things down to small tree branch sized drums and even a metal biscuit tin! The rhythm could not fail to “get you moving”! We were all welcomed in and there were some real beginners. Toddles in nappies gigging away to the beat.
The leader then called for warm up dancing. There were four girls who were the leaders, one at each point of the compass as it were. So no matter which way the dancers were facing, they had an expert dance leader to follow. Jennie and Dorothy stood in amongst the youngsters and started to strut their stuff.
Just getting into the warm up. Wiggle those hips!!
What was not made clear was that the so called warm up lasted for nearly half an hour! The drummers were having masses of fun and the dancers were most certainly warmed up! The girls were really doing exceptionally well co-ordinating the famous Polynesian Hip movements, with the foot steps and arm movements.
Shakin’ that Ass………….
The local girls were very encouraging to the BWR girls and
then Peter from
Ok I surrender……cream crackered now!
We had a terrific evening and we followed this with a great, fun night out with Peter & Dorothy at Trader Jacks, which had become the BWR HQ.
We had a great time in the
Got to go now. I feel like a budgie that keeps falling of his parch and it is starting to hurt.