We pulled into the lagoon at sunrise using the main pass, which is in downtown Papeete. Since we approached in the dark, we didn’t get to see the views from the distance, but from here it looked like Tahiti is a single large mountain that slopes down to the water. It is much less imposing than the Marquesas, which are taller, steeper, and clearly had many mountains. There were buildings all around, including many big buildings that were 4 and 5 stories tall. There appeared to be buildings all the way around the shore and most of the way up the mountain. A bunch of trash floated past us. Yep, we are in a city. Continue reading
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Fakarava to Tahiti
We started the day with another run through the pass during the morning incoming tide. The wind was blowing at 22 knots, so the wind kept blowing us away from the coral wall. We had to get in the dinghy and motor back over to the coal wall a couple of times. Conveniently, we were more sheltered from the wind halfway through the pass where the snorkeling is best, anyway. The rest of the ride was fun. We did it again, this time starting at the sheltered spot instead of all the way at the edge of the ocean. There seemed to be less fish out today than in the previous two. Guess the sharks were hungry last night. Continue reading
Where the Post Card Photos Come From
Wednesday morning we picked up anchor. It came out of the water with no problems. We headed to the south side of the island. The ride in the lagoon was calm. We hugged the east shore most of the way and enjoyed pretty views of the island.
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Selling Nordhavns and Watching Movies
This morning we went back to the bakery as soon as we got up. We had already eaten all our Danish and wanted more. To our delight, they also had chocolate croissants and banana tarts. The banana tarts had a layer of mashed banana, a layer of pudding, and a layer of meringue. Yumm. It is quite possible that bakeries are the best thing in the world.
Dinner at the Snack
Today we had a sailor from another boat come to visit. He was curious about our powerboat and wanted to know more about her. A few hours later one of his boat mates came by and said he wanted to know more about the boat, too. The cruisers are fascinated by Kosmos. Invariably, as soon as they find out we have a power boat, we are inundated with questions. They always ask the same questions in the same order. Eric has threatened to make up ridiculous answers to throw them off, such as “How much fuel do you carry?” “One tablespoon of plutonium.”
We didn’t go into town until close to sunset.