Raiatea and Tahaa
 
                Nowornot Web Diary
                  Robert (Bob) Parry and Ann Parry
                  
Wed 21 Sep 2011 22:42
                  
                | As we approached the pass into the lagoon at 
Raiatea, the wind piped up and the rain came in. The main town of Uturoa faces 
the direction of the trade winds and has very deep and dodgy anchorages. There 
is a town quay where you can tie up for free but the wind was blowing straight 
on to it and waves were breaking on it so we went to Faaroa Bay.  This was another "Lord of the Rings" place with 
mountains shrouded in cloud on each side of the long bay. We anchored in a very 
peaceful spot in 15m over mud. This bay is unusual in French Polynesia as there 
is an alluvial plain at the head of the bay. The Apo'o Ma'u river is the only 
one in French Polynesia that can be navigated by outriggers and small motor 
boats. It is really overkill to call it a river and the tourist brochures tout 
it as like being in the Amazon without the alligators. Next day, we motored up in the dinghy as far as we 
could go. The "Amazon" gives way to plantations of bananas, pawpaws and other 
fruit. There is a botanical gardens that we managed to find with the help of a 
local in a small outrigger.     The "Amazon" begins to give way to cultivated 
land.  Banana plantation.  Pawpaws in abundance. We wanted to buy fruit but 
there was nobody about.  Master and Commander. Our 12V alternator had been playing up on the way 
from Huahine so Bob emailed a Canadian man who came recommended by other 
cruisers. He emailed back to suggest that we call him on the VHF radio. We had 
managed to tie up to a vacant spot on the town quay (the wind had dropped) but 
he thought that we would be better off on the end of the commercial wharf where 
there were security guards and also less chance of being pinned to the dock if 
the wind came up again.  In the end, he took away both our 12V and 24V 
alternators and also checked our autopilot and steering. We have a rotary drive 
autopilot that steers the wheel rather than the quadrant. On the way to Nuku 
Hiva, in the big quartering seas, the chain would stop moving and then there 
would be a most alarming bang inside the area behind the wheel. The wheel had 
actually changed its orientation through about 120 degrees. He found a loose 
bolt inside but otherwise, there was no wear on the cogs which are spring 
loaded. It was good to see what was actually inside there and to see what a 
simple, robust steering system we have. It was all greased and reassembled and 
the chain was tightened and the wheel realigned. It now runs much more smoothly 
and should be good for the rest of the trip home.  "Nowornot" on the end of the commercial 
wharf.  The granite for this pier and surrounding area came 
from Europe. The whole design is European and it is obvious that the local 
workers have no idea how to repair cobble stones.  Small harbour for ferries and local boats. People 
come from Tahaa and other parts of Raiatea in small boats to shop in the 
supermarkets and fruit/vege market near the waterfront.  Behind the wharf area. The cruise ship "Paul 
Gauguin" calls in to Uturoa every Sunday when the shops are shut. They have 
found that it is not worth opening for the small amount of trade that they might 
do. Many of the shops in the complex are empty.  Emergency exit on the local bus. Very easy to 
operate.    The bus station is an open area of dirt behind the 
wharf.  Food vans called roulottes are very popular in 
French Polynesia. The wind returned on Friday and we were glad that 
we were not on the quay. We left Uturoa and headed towards Tahaa in search of 
the coral gardens. They lie between two islands on the western side of Tahaa. It 
would require anchoring on the sand at the edge of the shallow water and the 
wind was now 20kn and blowing towards the reef. We anchored in a bay opposite 
and next morning, we took the dinghy across but it was even more windy than the 
day before. After a bumpy, wet ride back to the boat, we decided to leave for 
Bora Bora. |