Category: 2010 Tahiti – Society Islands – Cook Islands – Tonga to New Zealand Blog

  • Passage to Mopelia…..

    Dear F&F,
    June 4-6, 2010
    Passage to Mopelia (mow-peel-ee-uh) (Posted from Mopelia Atoll via HF Radio)

    We had a lovely two weeks in Maupiti (mao-pee-tee). Our last day we rented bicycles for about $10 USD each to ride around the island. We got off the main road into the dirt but were redirected by some kind locals. No gears on the bikes so had to walk up one steep hill. It has been a long time since we\’d been on a bike and I felt a bit shaky, but it was fun. Beautiful vistas, a good workout.

    RARE AS HEN\’S TEETH
    We were sad that the lady with whom we had \”reserved\” 2 dozen eggs, at one of the 3 small markets, did not deliver. We\’ll never know if she really didn\’t have any or she decided to sell them to a friend instead of us. No worry. We left the island with 30 eggs. We will cut rations to one each per day instead of our usual 2 each per day. For those of you worried about this intake…it is an old concern about egg yolks causing high cholesterol. Scott has been able to cut his cholesterol medication dose in half on this diet and hopefully can stop it completely when we get the next blood test. Losing 50 lbs certainly didn\’t hurt!

    I went to each of the 3 markets almost daily during the 3 weeks. I scored lettuce, tomatoes and bananas. Sadly only one more deliciously sweet grapefruit. It comforts me to have some fresh produce as we head out to an island that grows only coconuts.

    June 4 -EXIT PASS AT MAUPITI
    We left at 3:00 p.m. in order to have plenty of daylight to see the reef. The distance to our destination was only 100 miles, so we went slowly in order to arrive about 10:00 a.m. The wind was a good angle and intensity to sail. We only needed the main to go the desired speed. We took our usual watch shifts: me on 6-10 p.m. Then I sleep 10-2 while Scott was on. Except at 1:15 a.m. I woke up because I could feel the boat moving in a sluggish way. Sure enough, the wind had died off and we were flopping around uncomfortably in the swell. We turned on the engines, changed course slightly and motor sailed the rest of the night for comfort. I took my 2-6 a.m. watch early since I was already awake. I had armed myself with seasick prevention and did fine. It was lovely to enjoy the stars and bioluminescence (light producing creatures) alongside our hulls. I had a good nap from 6-9 a.m. while Scott approached Mopelia atoll. We passed \”Na Maka\” during the night, the French family on the blue Switch. They used a different sailing configuration (gennaker only) and did not motor at all. They have also been here before, so are familiar with the narrow pass entrance.

    June 5 – ENTRY AT MOPELIA
    We had the plan to enter about 10:00 a.m. as the rising (starting to be overhead) sun would illuminate the coral reef as we entered the eastern facing pass. The conditions were favorable so we went right in even without the benefit of following Jerome\’s lead. It is quite narrow (65 feet!) with only primitive stick markers. No more of the good red and green navigation buoys that we\’ve enjoyed throughout French Polynesia. There is no significant amount of ship traffic to make this tiny atoll a priority.

    Once through the trickiest part, I drove and Scott climbed on top of the boom to get more of a bird\’s eye view on the coral heads as we negotiated the reef. It took us nearly two hours to find a place to anchor that looked good to us. To make sure we would not hit a shallow coral head, Scott got in the dinghy with its depth sounder to scout the area \”Beach House\” would swing over in any direction of wind.
    When \”Na Maka\” came in later that afternoon, they anchored about 4 miles down the atoll by the \”village\”. There are 2 families: one has 10 people, one has 2. They work copra farming (coconut).
    I was very tired from being on and off watch for 20 hours & did not want to move, but Scott knew in the morning I would be keen to dive & it was prudent to talk to Jerome & get whatever local info we could. Jerome and family know these people from being here 3 years ago and they are good friends. I was hot, tired, hungry and crabby but we managed to up anchor and motor 4 miles down the atoll. Scott dinghied to them. Their 3 kids were already playing with the local kids on the beach. Hard to stay grumpy for long in the presence of laughing children.

    I still took the night watch 12-3 a.m. despite the very calm anchorage in the lagoon. It is common for me to be awake some during the night.

    June 6
    Jerome got information on where the \”Seedler\” shipwreck from 1917 was supposed to be located outside the reef. He does not have scuba equipment or a compressor onboard, but is certified, so we took him with us. It was over 30 minutes dinghy ride from where the catamarans are anchored to the reef pass. We scouted a long time searching for the wreck. We found the big link chain and thought for sure that would lead us to the wreck site. We did not find anything but the chain. What we did see was another beautiful coral garden. Like Maupiti in variety and abundance, but the coral heads are overall smaller sized. There seems to be more variety and larger numbers of fish. And we saw each of the common sharks: white tip, black tip & grey reef. The visibility was excellent. Diving at the entrance pass on it\’s south west corner was spectacular.

    I enjoyed \”conservation in action\” killing three Crown of Thorn starfish (reef destroyers) with a stick and dead piece of coral. Scott got pricked by a thorn while helping me, youch! I will go more prepared next time with my Hawaiian sling and long knife strapped to my calf. Keeping the spirit of divemaster Ronald (Maupiti). We were happy to see one very large male Napolean wrasse that is a natural predator of the crown of thorn starfish. But they eat other things too, so I don\’t think it disrupts Mother Nature if I destroy these pests when I find them.

    Jerome did very well even though he had not been on scuba for over one year. He is an avid free diver (holds his breath, no tank) spear fisherman. This takes a lot of fitness and agility. He tells us that there are abundant lobsters and coconut crabs here that are good to eat. YUM! It was a great first submersion. We still hope to find the shipwreck if there are remnants of it here. We will want to move \”Beach House\” closer to the pass to shorten the dinghy ride. All our dives will be either in the pass, or drifting, towing the dinghy outside the reef. For now we will stay put, likely go ashore tomorrow to meet the people here. See what they need, what we have that we can share with them.

    It rained this afternoon and the weather prediction is a bit shaky for a couple days, but that will not necessarily prevent us from diving. We have good protection from every wind direction so no worries. Jerome and Scott are always talking about the next few islands, the route, the timing. It will be nice if we can stay together for a while. Our boat is definitely not 4 year old proof, so we will not likely have the entire family aboard, but we hope to contribute to a shore side potluck perhaps. And since \”Na Maka\’s\” watermaker is broken we have offered them all the fresh water they need. They have installed an effective method to catch rain and fill their tanks that way. We have this system, but since our watermaker is not broken, have not utilized it. It is smart though, because it has been raining some every day.

    Cindy and Scott

  • More Maupiti…..

    Dear F&F,
    June 2, 2010
    More Maupiti (posted from Mopelia Atoll via HF Radio)

    It was super fun making the \”fins\” video and we are so glad we could get it on the web from here. It took 70 minutes to upload it via the not very good wifi system here. This afternoon we loaded more still photos, both topside & underwater from Mao-pee-tee. More to upload tomorrow morning.

    The weather was calm overnight and this morning. Americans Doug and Eileen, who are staying at the pension we had dinner at, joined us for the next days dives. It was fun to chat with them. They have been living in an upscale development outside Guadelajara for 7 years. There are lots of other retired Americans. They said that Guadelajara area has the largest community of Americans living outside the U.S.A. Formerly from California and Washington , they look fit & attractive. I was shocked when Scott told me he was 67! Don\’t know her age, but they\’ve been married 30 years, no kids, seem very happy. Retired 25 years! Good for them.

    The sea was much calmer than the day I bashed my finger. I was also super careful, but I actually think the underwater compression did it some good. I was awake about 30 minutes during the night and massaged it a lot with Topricin (homeopathic topical anti-inflammatory) to help drain the swelling in the tip and did some cautious stretching. The finger pad is still pretty taut feeling, but the color is not black anymore, just purply-red. I am not worried about it, just an inconvenience.

    The coral was as beautiful as every time. I actually put on eye-liner & mascara! So you might see my eyes more with some close ups. In some photos, I really look like my Dad, even with my mask on! I have to watch that I don\’t squint which wrinkles my middle forehead. Scott took wide angle video today, but I did not model a lot. I actually grabbed the camera a couple times to try to catch an artistic idea I had. We will review the footage tonight and see what we got. That is always fun. Sometimes disappointing, but we always learn something. Last night Scott listened to part of an educational DVD about the video editing program Final Cut Pro (Apple). They suggested taking a grey and white card to shoot a new scene if there is a change of lighting. He has this so carried it today. It will be interesting to see if that helps him adjust the colors in post production to be more realistic. Some of the shark footage on \”Fins\” was too green. He hopes to correct it later. I am crazy for the jelly fish still photos (Maupiti Underwater Gallery). He tried to make me remove some, but I kept all the ones I love. It\’s OUR website, right? I figure if y\’all get bored of too many photos you can just skip along quickly.

    The weather is setting up for possible departure tomorrow late afternoon. We will have an overnight passage to Mopelia (Mo-peel-ee-uh). Thankfully Jerome on the blue Switch (s/v Na Maka – Spirit of the Sea in Polynesian) has been there a few times, so we may follow him in. He says the most important thing is to not have clouds or rain. You need to be able to see down into the water to avoid the coral heads in the narrow pass. I am sure it will be just fine, like when we entered here. It is on the non-windy side, so waves are not a concern. But there can be a strong out flowing current.

    While Scott was at the WiFi station uploading photos, I had a nice walk. The sun was behind the mountain making dusk last a long time. We had seen a cargo boat come in while we were diving so I scored some produce at the market: cabbage, carrots and apples. At a roadside stand I bought two indecent cucumbers. At another store I bought 2 liters of boxed milk. The dive guide and his wife passed me on the street and gave me 6 eggs. I had him stop at the fuel dock en route to the dive sites this morning to ask if I could \”reserve\” eggs like I did the other day. Different gal, not cooperative. Lionel and Kristel took pity on me, giving me 6 of their own eggs and would not even let me pay. Very sweet. Meanwhile, where I bought the produce, I got an agreement to reserve 2 dozen more eggs to pick up tomorrow. I will be there on the spot by 10:30 a.m. which is when she said to come. We eat 4 eggs per day, so go through them quickly. I hope the grapefruit roadside stand is open in the morning too. I would take about 10 more of those. Very sweet and no seeds. The membranes are tough so you have to fully dissect it, but it is worth it. Mopelia is really \”off the grid\” so I am happy to be stocked up with food. We will also top off our diesel. We may be able to sail there, but charging the batteries, filling scuba tanks and desalinating water all takes generator time which means using diesel. The island AFTER Mopelia should have diesel and more food. That will be our first English speaking island since we left California (Aitutaki in the Cook Islands).

    I guess I am ready to move on. It\’s weird, but good I think, that I feel like I could happily stay here longer. But I felt that way about Raiatea, Tahaa, Huahine and Bora Bora too. Pretty much since we left Tahiti proper, life has been good!

    It is rarely ever over 90 anymore, and when we are submerged 2+ hours per day, it really helps us keep cool for the whole afternoon and evening. Rain is intermittent, so it is always a Chinese fire drill to close all the hatches. We especially try not to drown our laptops or WiFi antennas. I am going to go enjoy the air conditioning in our cabin while Scott has the generator on. The dehumidifying benefit of the air conditioning feels very nice.

    Cindy and Scott

  • Generator Repair (AGAIN!)…..

    Dear F&F,

    May 28-29, 2010

    We have not been diving again because of persistent strong winds/waves
    outside the lagoon, where the dive sites are. Too rough to be comfortable.
    Where we are anchored is fine. The breeze keeps us cool. The wind chop on
    the water is a bit strong to swim against plus we are anchored in sand so it
    is not that interesting to snorkel or swim off the boat.

    Our package of generator oil hoses & warranty replacement video lights did
    not arrive on the morning plane yesterday, but it was there on the afternoon
    plane. Why? Glad you asked. The morning plane was so full with people,
    they ran out of “weight” space for the cargo. So, they sent it in
    alphabetical order. “Yacht – Beach House” was last on the list. Fortunately,
    their promise of it’s afternoon arrival came true. It is pretty interesting
    to watch the prop jet land on this narrow strip of motu. A few tourists
    departing & arriving plus locals waiting for supplies from Papeete. One of
    the pension (B&B) operators asked me if I had just arrived. In poor French I
    said, No I am on a boat. He gave me a fragrant welcome lei, since one of his
    expected clients did not arrive. It is a string of Tiara flowers which are
    white & smell delicious. I have them hanging in the galley.

    Scott could not bear to wait, so we dug right into the generator oil hose
    replacement project. It was a bit disconcerting at first since the
    replacement hose was significantly smaller than the original (leaky) hose.
    But the fittings were the same size & he had the foresight to order extra
    fittings. We spent over 2 hours: he in the awkwardly small space contorted
    on top of our anchor line and chain. Me, fetching & handing him various
    tools, (doing as he says,”My best Vanna White routine”), shining a
    flashlight & mopping up endless drips of oil. Sadly, upon testing we
    discovered the 2nd hose was also leaking, but we called it a night & tackled
    that this morning.

    I must be acclimatizing & the season must be changing: I actually got cold
    out there in the stiff breeze for 2 hours last night. We had a lovely moon
    rise. I giggled at myself running in to grab a sweater when I could plainly
    see the temperature still read 80 degrees!

    This morning Scott & “Vanna White” tackled the 2nd hose replacement. We did
    not have sufficient new sized fittings, but he made do and it \”knock wood\”
    it is working with no leaks so far.

    This afternoon I snorkeled an hour scraping the hula skirt of algae off the
    boat\’s hulls. It was a good workout against the wind produced waves and I
    felt cold by the end. The water temp on our boat gauge says 81.4. We\’ll see
    what we find when we next go diving, planned for Monday. Five days ago it
    was still 84 at depth. We hope that the conditions are favorable for diving
    on the east side of the island where the beautiful coral sites are. The new
    owner came by in his boat to tell us he did not get to keep the same phone
    number that was supposed to have been kept when he bought the business. We
    can tell he is just getting settled. We gave him our local cell number &
    asked that he call us day by day so we can decide if diving is a “go” for
    that morning or not.

    We had a blast making a new shark video for the web. See our Video Gallery,
    “Fins of Bora Bora”, music is “Fins” by Jimmy Buffet. It is faster paced and
    more fun than some of our prior footage. We\’ll see if we can get good enough
    WiFi or more likely load it from shore right next to the antenna. The next
    island for sure does not have internet or ANY infrastructure for that
    matter.

    I must be settling into this life because the days are just kind of gliding
    by. Mainly from meal to meal. I hope to find some semblance of fresh
    vegetables soon. I used my last carrot, broccoli & bell pepper today. I have
    a few apples, kiwis, one grapefruit. Then it’s frozen peas & green beans. We
    may rent bicycles to circumnavigate the island. It is so small they say it
    takes only about an hour to ride around.

    Enjoying Maupiti Island life,

    Cindy & Scott

  • Maupiti – \”Dry Days\” (no diving)…..

    Dear F&F,

    May 26-27, 2010

    Jerome and Natalie invited us aboard their Switch 51 “Na Maka”, the blue
    Switch for dinner. I had already cooked Szechuan eggplant with shrimp in the
    morning, so added some rice to take as my contribution. The beef roast with
    potatoes was delicious. Having someone else cook a meal is always a treat.
    When we arrived, Natalie was trying to have the children finish their
    dinner, which was already served. The twin boys tussled as expected. I felt
    a bit sorry for 10 year old Leo who disappeared quickly with his IPod.
    Natalie said any two of the boys get along fine, but when all three are
    together, there is a lot of fighting. She is a brave woman! But they seem to
    be enjoying themselves and it sounds like we will be on the same path for a
    while which is nice. Lucky for us, both of them speak English very well, so
    Scott chatted with Jerome as I talked with Natalie.

    Mid morning we dinghied to the fuel dock with 5 of our 5 gallon jugs. The
    day before, I had \”reserved\” two dozen eggs. I also bought vinegar from the
    \”market\” with a walk up window. Yesterday the proprietor had let me inside
    to more closely view what was for sale. At a roadside stand I bought two
    pamplemousse (grapefruit, $3 US each). We think the Seventh-Day Adventist
    church members must own all the businesses since everything is closed on
    Saturdays. And we did not see any alcohol in the market, as SDAs don\’t
    drink.

    There were posters about a local artisan art fair. There were about 50
    vendors with nicely displayed shell jewelry, wood carvings, pareos & other
    chachkies (yiddish). A band was there but not playing yet. NO ATTENDEES. It
    was sad. I seemed to be the only one browsing around. The artists were
    dressed up but not smiling. I am not a collector, gift-giver, or shopper and
    there was nothing special at all. I don\’t know if the mayor of the island
    decided this was a good idea, but without a cruise ship or some group of
    tourists to attend, I don\’t know what they were thinking! They did not seem
    to be buying from each other. The oddities of island life…

    Scott\’s packages are both in Papeete and the agent will put them on the
    plane to arrive here tomorrow morning. He will tackle the generator oil hose
    replacement ASAP. I pray the new video lights really work. It will be so
    disappointing if they are lemons too. So many companies are bad about bench
    testing their equipment before sending it out to the customer.

    We hope that the wind that has been making the outside of the reef too rough
    for diving will start to subside soon. I hope to dive here a lot more. Scott
    always has his eye on the weather and will be looking for a window to sail
    to the next island, Mopelia, which is an atoll and will be our last stop in
    French Polynesia. It’s hard to believe but we’ve been here for almost
    exactly one year! I can happily stay here longer, if I get to dive. If we
    are not diving, we may as well move along. That is my feeling. Of course
    there are repair and maintenance days. And for Scott many hours of photo and
    video editing.

    Tonight I received Vincent\’s Ships Log: his account of their stay with us.
    It is priceless. It made me laugh and cry, re-living the magic week we had
    together. I hope you enjoy it.

    Thank you all for writing. I still get \”homesick\” for my friends & family.
    Your emails bridge the gap between us.

    Cindy & Scott

  • Maupiti – \”Dry Days\” (no diving)…..

    Dear F&F,

    May 26-27, 2010

    Jerome and Natalie invited us aboard their Switch 51 “Na Maka”, the blue
    Switch for dinner. I had already cooked Szechuan eggplant with shrimp in the
    morning, so added some rice to take as my contribution. The beef roast with
    potatoes was delicious. Having someone else cook a meal is always a treat.
    When we arrived, Natalie was trying to have the children finish their
    dinner, which was already served. The twin boys tussled as expected. I felt
    a bit sorry for 10 year old Leo who disappeared quickly with his IPod.
    Natalie said any two of the boys get along fine, but when all three are
    together, there is a lot of fighting. She is a brave woman! But they seem to
    be enjoying themselves and it sounds like we will be on the same path for a
    while which is nice. Lucky for us, both of them speak English very well, so
    Scott chatted with Jerome as I talked with Natalie.

    Mid morning we dinghied to the fuel dock with 5 of our 5 gallon jugs. The
    day before, I had \”reserved\” two dozen eggs. I also bought vinegar from the
    \”market\” with a walk up window. Yesterday the proprietor had let me inside
    to more closely view what was for sale. At a roadside stand I bought two
    pamplemousse (grapefruit, $3 US each). We think the Seventh-Day Adventist
    church members must own all the businesses since everything is closed on
    Saturdays. And we did not see any alcohol in the market, as SDAs don\’t
    drink.

    There were posters about a local artisan art fair. There were about 50
    vendors with nicely displayed shell jewelry, wood carvings, pareos & other
    chachkies (yiddish). A band was there but not playing yet. NO ATTENDEES. It
    was sad. I seemed to be the only one browsing around. The artists were
    dressed up but not smiling. I am not a collector, gift-giver, or shopper and
    there was nothing special at all. I don\’t know if the mayor of the island
    decided this was a good idea, but without a cruise ship or some group of
    tourists to attend, I don\’t know what they were thinking! They did not seem
    to be buying from each other. The oddities of island life…

    Scott\’s packages are both in Papeete and the agent will put them on the
    plane to arrive here tomorrow morning. He will tackle the generator oil hose
    replacement ASAP. I pray the new video lights really work. It will be so
    disappointing if they are lemons too. So many companies are bad about bench
    testing their equipment before sending it out to the customer.

    We hope that the wind that has been making the outside of the reef too rough
    for diving will start to subside soon. I hope to dive here a lot more. Scott
    always has his eye on the weather and will be looking for a window to sail
    to the next island, Mopelia, which is an atoll and will be our last stop in
    French Polynesia. It’s hard to believe but we’ve been here for almost
    exactly one year! I can happily stay here longer, if I get to dive. If we
    are not diving, we may as well move along. That is my feeling. Of course
    there are repair and maintenance days. And for Scott many hours of photo and
    video editing.

    Tonight I received Vincent\’s Ships Log: his account of their stay with us.
    It is priceless. It made me laugh and cry, re-living the magic week we had
    together. I hope you enjoy it.

    Thank you all for writing. I still get \”homesick\” for my friends & family.
    Your emails bridge the gap between us.

    Cindy & Scott

  • Maupiti Dive Day 2 & 3…..

    Dear F&F,

    May 23, 2010

    Last night it was fun to review Scott\’s photos du jour. He got more good
    ones that he expected. I love his work and am so glad he has the patience
    for it. I do not! I am happy to point out pretty things for him to take
    pictures of. But actually dragging a camera around underwater and all that
    underwater photography entails would ruin the experience for me. He loves
    it. It is his art. And I love the results, so it works out great. As I
    write, he is in his \”dark room\”. Thanks to digital photography, he only
    needs his Macintosh, not a room full of chemicals.

    We were happy to see Ronald alone pick us up this morning. We will likely be
    his last clients as he is selling Maupiti Dive Center to another couple.
    Ronald and Rochelle, with two kids, are buying a boat in Raiatea and plan to
    go cruising themselves. Ronald discovered all the sites here, hopefully the
    new owners will keep things going.

    The wind shifted to the north overnight which really knocked down the swell
    outside the reef. Hurray!!! It was a MUCH more comfortable ride to the
    sites. We had two gorgeous dives. They were both shallower than yesterday so
    we could stay down a long time. Scott got some awesome detailed shots of the
    coral texture and patterns, colorful blue clams, and an outer space looking
    jelly fish.

    We came across a few of the hated Crown of Thorn starfish, the reef
    destroyers. I could hear dive guide Ronald in a Bruce Willis or Clint
    Eastwood voice saying, \”Not on my reef you don\’t!\” as he went after it with
    a loose piece of sharp coral. Stabbing it, dismembering all its spiny legs
    and strewing the remains with a certain amount of righteous indignation. If
    Scott was focused on shooting something with his camera for a while, Ronald
    would go ahead and destroy more of them as he saw them. It is amazing that
    he has been able to single-handedly weed out this invasive reef destroyer.
    Hopefully Lionel will keep up the practice to protect the reef. I am tempted
    to bring my Hawaiian sling & spear a few myself.

    We were so tired by the time we rinsed gear, showered and had lunch that it
    was nap time. Scott looked at our fish books, identifying various ones we
    saw today, but I was gonzo. Delicious. Wake up, almost time for happy hour &
    writing! It\’s a tough life but somebody\’s got to do it….

    Jerome & family on the other Switch 51 (s/v Na Maka) which is Polynesian for
    “Spirt of the Ocean”, moved and are now anchored closer to us. We passed
    them snorkeling this morning as we went out in the dive boat. There are also
    two other charter catamarans and a trimaran. There have been clouds off and
    on, no rain yet, but we did have a lovely rainbow before sunset. We are
    going to dive again tomorrow, because the weather is predicted to get rough
    on Tuesday and we don\’t know how long that will last. Besides the weather,
    we think it is smart to take advantage of Ronald being here while we still
    have him. I\’m sure Lionel will be fine too, but he is just learning the
    sites.

    May 24, 2010

    Maupiti Dive Day #3

    It started raining about 4:00 a.m. & at 7:15 was still steady. It probably
    seems funny to think that a bit of rain might deter us from diving, when we
    are wet anyway. It\’s partly psychological, even though the water is just as
    warm and the air only slightly cooler. It is just not initially appealing to
    zoom out in the rain. Donning \”gooey wet things\” is kind of yucky (our gear
    hanging outside got wet in the rain). But I was really looking forward to
    one more day of diving with Ronald. We called and he said he would happily
    take us, he likes to dive in rainy weather. Sometimes it just isn\’t as
    pretty without any sun. Everything underwater looks more monochrome. He was
    at home and willing to “stand by” and let us see if the rain would break.

    The weather forecast is for strong winds Tuesday through at least Friday so
    we may have a few mandatory \”stay at home\” days ahead. Scott has a lot of
    video editing he wants to catch up on. I have a harder time figuring out
    what to do sometimes, but can always read. Although the rain cools it down
    (76 at the coolest) it gets stuffy inside because we have to close all the
    windows. One of the forward salon windows has a drip so we keep a container
    under it.

    By 8:30 a.m. the rain slowed to a drizzle so we decided not to be wimps and
    called Ronald, Let’s go. The wind was not blowing hard, so the waves were
    not whipped up and the ride to the sites outside the reef was pretty
    comfortable. Just the three of us again – yippee!

    The past two days Scott used the macro lens on his camera to take close ups
    of fish, coral, etc. Today he used the wide angle lens which means that he
    wants me in the photo for perspective. He is \”in his darkroom\” right now, as
    I write. I forgot how small and far away I look, even though I feel very
    close to the lens. I imagine I am the dominant feature in a picture, but
    that\’s not the case.

    I don\’t look as goofy as I used to in the early years of underwater
    modeling, but it is still a challenge to not exhale, look relaxed & natural..

    Between our two dives he gave me these tips:

    *Look either at the camera or the subject that is in front of me

    *Tilt my head up a bit and raise my chest

    *Avoid flailing arms, especially the arm nearest the camera, keep at my side

    *Avoid super bent knees or widely spread legs

    I know how important good photos are to Scott so I try to cooperate as best
    I can. We are both still learning and I\’m sure will improve over time. I
    confess that when his strobe batteries died halfway through dive #2 I was
    relieved to be \”off duty\”.

    Highlights of today\’s dives: more neat jelly fish, an eagle ray seen in the
    distance, but mostly lots and lots of gorgeous coral. Scott said he kept
    hearing Sting\’s song \”Fields of Gold\” as he swam the beautiful reef. Perhaps
    for a future slide show…

    We didn\’t get back to the boat until 2:00 p.m., so had a late lunch. We had
    our afternoon snack of oatmeal at 4:00 p.m. and wouldn\’t ya know, it\’s
    almost happy hour! We\’ve certainly had 3 very happy days in a row. We feel
    lucky that we got to dive our first few days here. It would have been a
    bummer to come and immediately be stuck onboard due to weather. Now we can
    be more patient to wait out whatever potential bad weather is coming. The
    lagoon where we are anchored should stay comfortable, but it can be too wild
    outside the reef to go out to the dive sites if the wind is blowing hard
    (especially from the south) and the waves are big. We are still waiting for
    our generator oil hoses to arrive in Papeete (by way of Wisconsin and
    Redondo Beach, California – Yea Mike!) then be flown here, so we are in no
    rush to leave.

    Looking ahead, I found a dive center by Googling Aitutaki (a Cook Island).
    Neil Mitchell has already responded to our inquiry and given us some info
    about the island and entering the pass there. Between here and there is
    Mopelia, which is an atoll, our last stop in French Polynesia. Apparently
    only 10 people live there! That should be interesting…We discovered there
    is a WW1 German “Raider” wreck right outside Mopelia Pass. We’ve Googled it
    and hope to have lots of photos and the interesting story behind it and her
    Captain. Scott believes the Captain and vessel were the inspiration for the
    John Wayne film, “Sea Wolf”.

    Ok sports fans, that\’s all the news that\’s fit to print! Please email us
    about what is happening in your life. No fair just living vicariously, we
    care about what is going on with you.

    Cindy & Scott

  • Maupiti Diving Day #1…..

    Dear F&F,

    In brief, the diving here is fantastic. But GETTING to the dive sites is a
    bit rough. Inside the reef/lagoon where we are anchored, it is nice and
    calm; very few local boats zooming around. In Bora Bora, there was always a
    local or other cruiser zooming through the mooring area, their wake rocking
    us around. Here there are just 6 of us, nicely spread out. And if we
    understood correctly, the group of 4 German charter boats will be sailing to
    Raiatea tomorrow.

    Ronald, the current owner of Maupiti Dive Center and Lionel the new guy
    taking over the operation in 1 week, both came in the small dive boat to
    pick us up. No other clients, which is nice for us. Apparently he can take 4
    divers, including him, but just 3 or 4 total is ideal as far as we are
    concerned. We noticed yesterday there was no bimini for shade, so I wore my
    seawater hat & cheap sunglasses for some sun protection.

    Heading out the pass was rougher than when we came in yesterday. The swell
    was larger and choppy so the power boat rose up then slammed down every
    wave. Not comfy. We braced ourselves as best as we could and hung on. The
    ride to the first site was rough, but thankfully only 15 minutes. That’s
    pretty far in this 18 foot runabout. I was happy to backroll in to get down
    below the chaos on the surface. All was calm, all was bright …

    Wow: we though Bora Bora had great visibility. But here we could see for
    miles and miles (sing)…Ok maybe not miles, but really clear, beautiful
    water. AND pristine coral reefs. What an improvement from the other islands
    in French Polynesia! When we asked Ronald later why the reef looks so great
    here compared to Moorea and the other islands, he told us that he personally
    exterminates (with a special process I’ll describe later) hundreds of the
    Crown of Thorns starfish that are coral eaters. An infestation will decimate
    a reef. He focused on the area of his 6-8 designated dive sites. His efforts
    have really paid off. Moorea has been completely decimated, same for Tahaa,
    Raiatea & Bora Bora was pretty bad too.

    Ronald does no shark baiting, so any sightings are completely natural, and
    consequently more rare, since there is nothing to attract sharks to divers.
    We enjoyed our \”Shark Week\” with Gilles in Bora Bora very much. (PLEASE SEE
    OUR VIDEO GALLERY….”FINS OF BORA BORA”). But Ronald\’s philosophy is good. We
    saw two small white tip reef sharks, only about 30 inches long. Scott is
    (trying) to take photos of smaller fish. Close up underwater photography is
    much more challenging than wide angle. Just when he frames the shot, the
    uncooperative critter swims away. Free of a camera, I admire the scenery,
    smiling as I blow bubbles. Lionel led us into a cave that had 5 lion fish
    hanging upside down as they like to do. Sort of bat-like. We saw a few eels,
    one coral-banded shrimp and the usual assortment of tropical fish. The
    variety of texture, shape and size of the coral is a canvas of beauty. The
    swimming creatures bring the pretty picture to life. Fantastic! Hopefully
    when we post the still underwater photos, you’ll get a feel for the
    beautiful expanse of Maupiti’s hard corals.

    The second site was just as lovely as the first. A bit further pounding ride
    in the dive boat, along the motu where the airport runway is located. It was
    a fairly short surface interval since none of us wanted to hang out in the
    bouncing boat. We were greeted with a school of silvery barracuda with
    black stripes. We had to keep an eye on our depth gauges because of the
    short surface interval. We didn\’t readily notice the depth because of the
    water clarity, there was a lot of light and visibility even at 80 feet.
    Ronald guided us up to the shallower part of the reef so we could extend our
    allowed bottom time, without needing a lengthy decompression stop;
    beautiful. We got so enchanted looking at everything and swimming along that
    an hour passed by quickly.

    Voila! Off to a great start for Maupiti Diving. Ronald said the weather
    forecast is for stronger wind & bigger waves Tuesday, so we will go again
    tomorrow, while it is still \”calm\”. Ha! He says he won\’t take divers out if
    it is too rough. There is a manta cleaning station in the pass, he will take
    us there when conditions are right (incoming tide). It is nice that we are
    not on any fixed schedule, so can just relax & enjoy.

    Cindy & Scott

  • Passage to Maupiti…..

    Dear F&F,

    Always a bit anxious the night before heading to a new place, I woke up more
    than an hour before my 5:15 a.m. alarm. At 5:30 a.m. it was raining and
    still too dark to see due to cloud cover, so we lingered in a bed a bit
    longer. We cast off the morning with just a drizzle & enough daylight to see
    by 6:15 a.m. I had taken a Bonine early and strapped on the trusty A.W.Z.
    (Annoying Wrist Zapper). Good thing because outside the reef of Bora Bora
    the swell was abeam (hitting the boat sideways), 4-6 feet high. The wind was
    from the south, NOT what was predicted & NOT the recommended direction for
    going into the pass at Maupiti. But it is only a 28 mile trip and we decided
    to just go and see how the entry looked. Willing to turn around and head
    back to Bora Bora if we were closed out.

    Since the ride was not that comfy, I took a 2nd bonine at 8 am which helped..
    If I did any close focus activities like frying eggs or washing the dishes I
    felt marginal. But as long as stayed outside and looked out toward the
    island I was ok. The clouds & rain were intermittent. We had good
    information on how to approach the pass and what to look for. The buoys and
    navigation markers were accurate and really helped. My surfer dude husband
    waited until after a set and then full throttle on in. No problem! It was
    not as narrow as some passes we’ve entered and no breaking surf in the
    opening, so it was A-Ok. Once we were through the “crux” we could relax and
    enjoy the ride.

    Maupiti is like a mini Bora Bora. A high island, surrounded by motus (small
    outlying islands) and fringing reef. As we were motoring in the well marked
    channel to the anchoring area, the owner of Maupiti Dive Center, Ronald who
    we\’d talked to by phone & email came zooming up. He had one client , a guy
    from Arizona of all places, and was heading out for a dive. We told him we
    wanted to dive the next day. He agreed to pick us up at 8:30 a.m.

    We anchored in the sandy lagoon between town & a motu. We get some
    protection from the prevailing wind & sea anchored behind the motu. We can
    see one pension there has two very tall wind generators to provide some
    power.

    After lunch and a nap, we woke up to see 4 more catamarans and 1 monohull
    anchored near us!

    Jerome & Natalie (s/v Na Maka) with their 3 boys arrived later and anchored
    by the motu just left of the pass entry.

    The group of 4 charter boats are on vacation from Germany. We stopped in our
    dinghy to say hello. The group organizer has been here before and gave us a
    tip of where to land the dinghy.

    A water taxi boat for the airport, which is on a motu, was docked. We asked
    the Maupiti man if we could tie our dinghy under his line, which is standard
    procedure. He said no and directed us to paddle over to a very shallow area
    (had to raise the engine to not drag bottom) and tie to the balcony railing
    of a small building. We didn’t argue and did as instructed. Later when we
    returned, we got a good laugh that the cleat left with the water taxi! It
    was not screwed permanently into the dock for everyone’s use. It was his
    portable cleat which he took with him when he left.

    We got to the post office after closing time, but the very nice just French
    post mistress (Dominique) stayed to sell us WiFi access cards. So we still
    have connectivity! Scott had tried Winlink which wasn\’t very good, so if the
    WiFi works we will get faster connections. He got out on Sailmail ok. The
    postal worker explained to us that Monday is a holiday, so we were lucky to
    catch her for the WiFi card today, otherwise not possible to purchase until
    Tuesday. She also kindly gave us a ride to Ronald’s house. He is in the
    process of selling the dive center to another French couple who are already
    there staying with them at their rental house. We all chatted, had a cup of
    coffee. We asked about the sites. They are proud that they do not do
    zoo-type shark feeding. All encounters are natural. The owners to be, Lionel
    (Lee-o-nel) and Crystal (Crees-tal), are very nice and their English is good
    enough. It is just a coincidence of timing that we will have the opportunity
    to dive with both of these dive guides in the transition of the sale of the
    dive center.

    It was a pretty long walk back from their house to town. Lots of kids on
    bicycles and adults on mopeds. There were a more spontaneous friendly
    greetings than we\’ve experienced on other French Polynesian islands. There
    are about 6 pensions (bed & breakfast), no resorts or tourist development.
    I think the local people are very proud of Maupiti and happy to have
    visitors. The four other German boats had their dinghies tied up by ours
    when we got back. We all walked to the market. Just a scouting visit, I
    don\’t really need anything yet. Scott bought some postcards. Some of his ham
    radio buddies have requested a postcard from where he is. It\’s called a QSL
    card, proof that someone spoke to you on the radio from your stated
    location.

    Can’t wait to get in the water tomorrow!
    Cindy & Scott

  • Vincent & Clark\’s \”Ship\’s Log\”…..

    Dear F&F,

    VINCENT & CLARK\’S \”Ship\’s Log\”

    Two weeks ago, we were on a different planet. At least, it felt like it on
    the other side of the world, where the oceans are pacific and the Southern
    Cross visible amongst funnily shaped constellations. We sailed away in every
    possible way. From our urban Parisian society to the Society Islands. We
    traded the roll of our daily routine for another kind of roll, and the
    fishing for jobs for the job of the fish, which basically means swimming
    nonchalantly and colorfully warm waters. We owe the discovery of French
    Polynesia to the conjunction of a dream, a promise and an opportunity. The
    dream has come true. It is our dear friends, Cindy & Scott, who made it a
    lifetime project and an adventure for two to sail around the world onboard
    their 51-foot catamaran named “Beach House”. The promise was ours to them,
    made exactly 6 years ago during the maiden voyage of “Beach House” on May
    20, 2004 in Sete, that we would meet them someday, somehow, somewhere and
    share their dream. The opportunity was this year. Clark & I found our selves
    stranded away, unanchored in the troubled waters of unemployment, but clung
    to the buoyant feeling that those times of change are actually likely to
    open new perspectives and rise new suns. The contemplation of the sun\’s
    course, from golden rise to golden set, was actually spectacular; and
    although we have certainly missed some great TV shows, as Calvin and Hobbes
    would certainly agree, we have bathed in this very appreciation of slowness,
    wordlessness and natural harmony every single day of our week on the boat
    from April 26 to May 4.

    Today, we feel lucky and so thankful to our Hosts for the dream vacation
    they offered us. And, from time to time, our bodies bequeath us the gentle
    memory of the swell. Living on a boat is about inhabiting space in both
    literal and figurative senses: making it a perfectly arranged habitat, where
    everything has its designated, practical and to-be-remembered place for the
    sake of comfort and, in the same time, making it a Home. We moved in to
    Cindy and Scott\’s boat for a week. We shared their home and intimate space,
    floating between two infinites. And we very rapidly felt like home, in the
    most natural way. It is an understatement to say that we felt warmly
    welcomed, as we were allocated the left floater, The Guest Room (now rated 5
    sea stars) with queen size bed and both natural and artificial breezing.
    Cindy and Scott simply put us at ease.

    An evidence quickly strokes our minds. We were on vacation for a week
    (although officially doing research for job opportunities abroad as stated
    to the French administration). But Scott and Cindy were not. Living on a
    boat is their daily way of life since 2007 with no scheduled ending. That is
    quite a bold decision to make. And as we have observed during our stay, it
    is all about fixing things and it is a lot of work. Whether at anchor or
    sailing in full sail between islands, maneuvering and maintaining a
    high-tech boat like Beach House represents considerable and constant
    efforts. I must shamefully concede that my contribution was mostly
    observation and very little participation, whereas Clark did contribute with
    a lot of winching and hoisting (ya! I know my sailing vocabulary!) and he
    enjoyed it. Well, it was not quite an ordinary week for Cindy & Scott since
    our presence on the catamaran carried its own distraction and conveyed more
    occasions for visiting the islands, drinking cocktails and chitchatting.
    Last time we had seen C&S was at our California wedding at the Del Coronado
    Hotel in July 2008, almost 2 years ago. What a great time! So many things to
    catch up on!

    Don\’t count on me to give you any technical details on the boat. I know she
    (how weird is the English language to designate a ship like a girl!) is a
    catamaran and 51-foot long. I know she is both motor and wind propelled and
    so very high tech that she can calculate the sea depth automatically and GPS
    position herself on the inner and outer screens. I also know she pitches in
    the most exquisite way when another boat passes by. But most important, I
    know you can enjoy the deep sea wind when standing aft during a crossing
    between islands or gaze at the south hemisphere stars and a bright milky way
    when laying on her roof. These are actually parts of the boat where you can
    find intimacy and solitude, as surprising as it sounds. We never felt
    confined or restricted. On the contrary, the immensities of the sky and the
    sea surrounded us all the time and allowed our minds to wander and evade.
    And especially when anchored, we could dive any time we wanted into the 28
    C° (84 Fahrenheit) waters. I spent hours contemplating the silver surface of
    the ocean, the celestial moods, the solar dance and read four spellbinding
    books during our stay on the boat: (Sad Tropics by Claude de levi-Strauss;
    Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro, The Clear Room, an essay on photography
    by Roland Barthes and The Desert by Pierre Loti).

    This is my very definition of a vacation. It is about letting go, changing
    minds, breaking habits, moving slowly, enjoying good things, evading &
    dreaming, spending time with good friends. Guess what a typical day was?

    5:00 a.m. Imagine waking up at before the sun. First dip in the tropical
    waters. Opportunities for a photographers eye when the early morning light
    dresses up the lazy clouds in dazzling colors.

    6:00 a.m. First breakfast of eggs or tropical fruits and flax seeds with
    coffee with vanilla flavor (from the vanilla farm on Huahine Island).

    8:00 a.m. Busy bees occupations for our hosts, while I read or dive from the
    boat. Boat maneuvers to find the perfect anchor in a charming bay.

    10:00 a.m. Second breakfast of fruity oatmeal. Then scuba diving including
    conversation with lemon sharks for the bold versus snorkeling and close
    encounters with angels, butterflies, trumpets, anemones, surgeons, parrots,
    triggers and other strangely named sea critters for the beautiful (have you
    not noticed my tan?). Or tour of the island onboard an air conditioned
    rental car.

    12:20 Lunch on the island including pina colada cocktails and an unplanned
    bump into Kurt Russell and Goldie Hawn! Several gorgeous points of views
    over the bays, the lagoons and the island vegetation and as many photo ops.

    2:00 p.m. Siesta. Reading.

    4:00 p.m. Swim or snorkel or dive.

    5:00 p.m. Cocktail hour. Perfectly cooled white wine (Blanc de Blanc JP
    Chenet).

    6:00 p.m. Night is here. Creative dinner in bowls by Cindy. The art of
    making a master dish with almost nothing. Explosion of taste (like in the
    movie Ratatouille!

    7:00 p.m. Herb tea and dark chocolate.8:00 p.m. Star gazing on the rooftop,
    singing \”Some Enchanted Evening\” from South Pacific. How appropriate!

    8:30 p.m. Nighty night and sweet dream in constant swell. What a day I had
    today? Quoting Barbra Streisand\” Just gorgeous! Dites qu avez-vous vu?
    asks the French poet Charles Baudelaire in my favorite poem? \”Le Voyage\”
    which translates \”What did you see?\” We saw lush that run on dramatic rocks
    of ageless basalt, and the trees of bread, and their tasty fruits fall in
    sounder shock. We saw diving birds like the frigate flocks. And a school of
    fish with their puffy heads. The infinite sky, the infinite sea Mirror
    their faces, vast and versatile, While at aft we stare, or at stern we glee..

    Scott is hands on the helm and here comes Cindy, with her perfect mood and
    her sunny smile. The divers have talked to the lemon sharks, eighty feet
    below, where the light is rare but the coral sparks. I keep myself in
    shallow waters, surprising angels, named after a lark. We have seen islands,
    their wild side unlaced. We have seen lagoons, turquoise green or blue.
    Nothing was too loose or nothing to waste. All quality time with vanilla
    taste. To The Boat Boy and his Admiral too, we say, Merci mille fois, that
    we translate in sweet Polynesian tongue: Mauruuru!

    From the boat, you get the best possible perspective on Huahine, Raiatea,
    Tahaa and Bora Bora, the four leeward islands of the Society Archipel we
    discovered during our Voyage. These luxuriant islands with terrific volcanic
    rocks rising over the magnificent shades of blue are simply spectacular. One
    of the most memorable moments was to get to Bora Bora sailing full sail
    across the Pacific. From a distance of 50 kilometers we could already
    glimpse the fade silhouette of its famous peaks, before they disappeared
    under the heavy sky. The closer we got, the more of the island body was
    revealed, laid across the horizon after a vastness of dark twinkling waters..
    And suddenly we could distinguish a stain of luminescent blue forming a
    perfect pool at the feet of the island. It was getting bigger and bigger. It
    was iridescent and somehow magical as the colors dont mix, delineating
    radical frontiers of intensity and beauty. As if to extend the pleasure, we
    circled the island to find the only entrance to the lagoon through the coral
    barrier, leaving the red buoy portside. Then the dolphins appeared from
    nowhere, answering my secret call and they welcomed us and they let us in.
    Nana Bora Bora. Hello Gorgeous. Welcome to paradise. Thank you again, Cindy
    & Scott, for this amazing sailing experience that took us to the most
    beautiful lagoon in the world. A part of us remains on Beach House. We wish
    you a safe trip on your continuous exploration of new seas and new shores.
    And we make you another promise: We will meet again in Australia.

    Love from Paris, Clark & Vincent

  • Vincent & Clark\’s \”Ship\’s Log\”…..

    Dear F&F,

    VINCENT & CLARK\’S \”Ship\’s Log\”

    Two weeks ago, we were on a different planet. At least, it felt like it on
    the other side of the world, where the oceans are pacific and the Southern
    Cross visible amongst funnily shaped constellations. We sailed away in every
    possible way. From our urban Parisian society to the Society Islands. We
    traded the roll of our daily routine for another kind of roll, and the
    fishing for jobs for the job of the fish, which basically means swimming
    nonchalantly and colorfully warm waters. We owe the discovery of French
    Polynesia to the conjunction of a dream, a promise and an opportunity. The
    dream has come true. It is our dear friends, Cindy & Scott, who made it a
    lifetime project and an adventure for two to sail around the world onboard
    their 51-foot catamaran named “Beach House”. The promise was ours to them,
    made exactly 6 years ago during the maiden voyage of “Beach House” on May
    20, 2004 in Sete, that we would meet them someday, somehow, somewhere and
    share their dream. The opportunity was this year. Clark & I found our selves
    stranded away, unanchored in the troubled waters of unemployment, but clung
    to the buoyant feeling that those times of change are actually likely to
    open new perspectives and rise new suns. The contemplation of the sun\’s
    course, from golden rise to golden set, was actually spectacular; and
    although we have certainly missed some great TV shows, as Calvin and Hobbes
    would certainly agree, we have bathed in this very appreciation of slowness,
    wordlessness and natural harmony every single day of our week on the boat
    from April 26 to May 4.

    Today, we feel lucky and so thankful to our Hosts for the dream vacation
    they offered us. And, from time to time, our bodies bequeath us the gentle
    memory of the swell. Living on a boat is about inhabiting space in both
    literal and figurative senses: making it a perfectly arranged habitat, where
    everything has its designated, practical and to-be-remembered place for the
    sake of comfort and, in the same time, making it a Home. We moved in to
    Cindy and Scott\’s boat for a week. We shared their home and intimate space,
    floating between two infinites. And we very rapidly felt like home, in the
    most natural way. It is an understatement to say that we felt warmly
    welcomed, as we were allocated the left floater, The Guest Room (now rated 5
    sea stars) with queen size bed and both natural and artificial breezing.
    Cindy and Scott simply put us at ease.

    An evidence quickly strokes our minds. We were on vacation for a week
    (although officially doing research for job opportunities abroad as stated
    to the French administration). But Scott and Cindy were not. Living on a
    boat is their daily way of life since 2007 with no scheduled ending. That is
    quite a bold decision to make. And as we have observed during our stay, it
    is all about fixing things and it is a lot of work. Whether at anchor or
    sailing in full sail between islands, maneuvering and maintaining a
    high-tech boat like Beach House represents considerable and constant
    efforts. I must shamefully concede that my contribution was mostly
    observation and very little participation, whereas Clark did contribute with
    a lot of winching and hoisting (ya! I know my sailing vocabulary!) and he
    enjoyed it. Well, it was not quite an ordinary week for Cindy & Scott since
    our presence on the catamaran carried its own distraction and conveyed more
    occasions for visiting the islands, drinking cocktails and chitchatting.
    Last time we had seen C&S was at our California wedding at the Del Coronado
    Hotel in July 2008, almost 2 years ago. What a great time! So many things to
    catch up on!

    Don\’t count on me to give you any technical details on the boat. I know she
    (how weird is the English language to designate a ship like a girl!) is a
    catamaran and 51-foot long. I know she is both motor and wind propelled and
    so very high tech that she can calculate the sea depth automatically and GPS
    position herself on the inner and outer screens. I also know she pitches in
    the most exquisite way when another boat passes by. But most important, I
    know you can enjoy the deep sea wind when standing aft during a crossing
    between islands or gaze at the south hemisphere stars and a bright milky way
    when laying on her roof. These are actually parts of the boat where you can
    find intimacy and solitude, as surprising as it sounds. We never felt
    confined or restricted. On the contrary, the immensities of the sky and the
    sea surrounded us all the time and allowed our minds to wander and evade.
    And especially when anchored, we could dive any time we wanted into the 28
    C° (84 Fahrenheit) waters. I spent hours contemplating the silver surface of
    the ocean, the celestial moods, the solar dance and read four spellbinding
    books during our stay on the boat: (Sad Tropics by Claude de levi-Strauss;
    Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro, The Clear Room, an essay on photography
    by Roland Barthes and The Desert by Pierre Loti).

    This is my very definition of a vacation. It is about letting go, changing
    minds, breaking habits, moving slowly, enjoying good things, evading &
    dreaming, spending time with good friends. Guess what a typical day was?

    5:00 a.m. Imagine waking up at before the sun. First dip in the tropical
    waters. Opportunities for a photographers eye when the early morning light
    dresses up the lazy clouds in dazzling colors.

    6:00 a.m. First breakfast of eggs or tropical fruits and flax seeds with
    coffee with vanilla flavor (from the vanilla farm on Huahine Island).

    8:00 a.m. Busy bees occupations for our hosts, while I read or dive from the
    boat. Boat maneuvers to find the perfect anchor in a charming bay.

    10:00 a.m. Second breakfast of fruity oatmeal. Then scuba diving including
    conversation with lemon sharks for the bold versus snorkeling and close
    encounters with angels, butterflies, trumpets, anemones, surgeons, parrots,
    triggers and other strangely named sea critters for the beautiful (have you
    not noticed my tan?). Or tour of the island onboard an air conditioned
    rental car.

    12:20 Lunch on the island including pina colada cocktails and an unplanned
    bump into Kurt Russell and Goldie Hawn! Several gorgeous points of views
    over the bays, the lagoons and the island vegetation and as many photo ops.

    2:00 p.m. Siesta. Reading.

    4:00 p.m. Swim or snorkel or dive.

    5:00 p.m. Cocktail hour. Perfectly cooled white wine (Blanc de Blanc JP
    Chenet).

    6:00 p.m. Night is here. Creative dinner in bowls by Cindy. The art of
    making a master dish with almost nothing. Explosion of taste (like in the
    movie Ratatouille!

    7:00 p.m. Herb tea and dark chocolate.8:00 p.m. Star gazing on the rooftop,
    singing \”Some Enchanted Evening\” from South Pacific. How appropriate!

    8:30 p.m. Nighty night and sweet dream in constant swell. What a day I had
    today? Quoting Barbra Streisand\” Just gorgeous! Dites qu avez-vous vu?
    asks the French poet Charles Baudelaire in my favorite poem? \”Le Voyage\”
    which translates \”What did you see?\” We saw lush that run on dramatic rocks
    of ageless basalt, and the trees of bread, and their tasty fruits fall in
    sounder shock. We saw diving birds like the frigate flocks. And a school of
    fish with their puffy heads. The infinite sky, the infinite sea Mirror
    their faces, vast and versatile, While at aft we stare, or at stern we glee..

    Scott is hands on the helm and here comes Cindy, with her perfect mood and
    her sunny smile. The divers have talked to the lemon sharks, eighty feet
    below, where the light is rare but the coral sparks. I keep myself in
    shallow waters, surprising angels, named after a lark. We have seen islands,
    their wild side unlaced. We have seen lagoons, turquoise green or blue.
    Nothing was too loose or nothing to waste. All quality time with vanilla
    taste. To The Boat Boy and his Admiral too, we say, Merci mille fois, that
    we translate in sweet Polynesian tongue: Mauruuru!

    From the boat, you get the best possible perspective on Huahine, Raiatea,
    Tahaa and Bora Bora, the four leeward islands of the Society Archipel we
    discovered during our Voyage. These luxuriant islands with terrific volcanic
    rocks rising over the magnificent shades of blue are simply spectacular. One
    of the most memorable moments was to get to Bora Bora sailing full sail
    across the Pacific. From a distance of 50 kilometers we could already
    glimpse the fade silhouette of its famous peaks, before they disappeared
    under the heavy sky. The closer we got, the more of the island body was
    revealed, laid across the horizon after a vastness of dark twinkling waters..
    And suddenly we could distinguish a stain of luminescent blue forming a
    perfect pool at the feet of the island. It was getting bigger and bigger. It
    was iridescent and somehow magical as the colors dont mix, delineating
    radical frontiers of intensity and beauty. As if to extend the pleasure, we
    circled the island to find the only entrance to the lagoon through the coral
    barrier, leaving the red buoy portside. Then the dolphins appeared from
    nowhere, answering my secret call and they welcomed us and they let us in.
    Nana Bora Bora. Hello Gorgeous. Welcome to paradise. Thank you again, Cindy
    & Scott, for this amazing sailing experience that took us to the most
    beautiful lagoon in the world. A part of us remains on Beach House. We wish
    you a safe trip on your continuous exploration of new seas and new shores.
    And we make you another promise: We will meet again in Australia.

    Love from Paris, Clark & Vincent