 You
can bet we slept well at this quiet anchorage in Tahiti. Here we are
looking across at Moorea in the morning. It's fairly late in the year,
but they're still quite a few boats around. After many rolley anchorages
and a fairly robust trip from the Tuamotus, we're happy to be here.
Scott and I sailed from the Tuamotus, just the two of us. It turns out
that the high tides in Rangiroa were part of a high wind, high tide
system that was even felt in Los Angeles. We're a few miles south of the
airport and have to take Le Truck to get into town.
 We
seem to never tire of sunsets. (left)
 We
met Ann & Merik at the airport in Tahiti. Merik was a little taken aback
by the traditional Polynesian greeting. (right)
 The
Tahitians are passionate about paddling. Here is a group of school
children practicing their paddling! (left)
 When
visiting Papeete one should never miss the "haute cuisine" at the cruise
docks.
 Down
town Papeete is beginning to look like any other city - which is why
many people take off fast for the other islands.(left)
 Anchoring
in Moorea requires the proper dress! Including your black pearls! Here
Ann & I get the anchor down in a comfortable 20 feet of water. (right)
 The
first order of business after anchoring is to get the dinghy organized.
Here our captain is getting everything ready for our trip ashore.
 Occasionally
we do something very civilized like go ashore and enjoy a drink and a
show. (right)
 Tahitian
dancing is a lot like Hawaiian dancing. The movements are flowing and
sensuous. It contrasts greatly with the more aggressive and warlike
Marquesan dancing.
 Sailing
to Huahine was pleasant. It's about 60 miles so it does entail an
overnight sail.
 Here
we are with Merik and Ann on a deserted motu having lunch. (left) |
