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Life in Palmerston

We’ve had a busy couple of days here on Palmerston.

On Thursday we were taken ashore mid morning. We were ferried in, again, by our host Edward. This time he picked up Ken and Laurie from Trim moored next to us. We had a brief chat with them before Helen, Ben and I went to the shore to snorkel in the crystal clear warm waters surrounding the island. Apart from the usual, but abundant, crowd of fish we saw a small turtle and two dead sharks. The sharks get it from the villagers. I assume because the sharks are competing for the same fish the villagers eat they get a bash on the head if they get too close.

Back ashore we all had a shower using collected rainwater. This was especially pleasant as we can’t have showers aboard as a result of the broken water maker. We then headed back to the school as it was now the lunch break and we had a few bits and pieces to give the school. From the school we walked to the beach on the south side and round to Tere’s house which is just finishing construction and is the nicest on the island. It even has a guest house on the beach which looks very romantic.

We had more fried wahoo for lunch which was just as tasty and just as filling.

In the afternoon we hung around Edwards home with his family and Ken and Laurie from Trim. Shirley, Edward’s wife, brought out some juice and rum (from Trim) which we supped and mellowed out. Occasionally we would wander around. Edward was cutting branches off a mahogany tree to trade with a friend for goods. The five little piglets running around were quite a draw. We were given some barbecued wahoo to take back to the boat which we later ate. It was delicious.

On Friday we went ashore to take a look at the laptops and printers which had been reported to have problems. Ben came up with most of the answers but in some cases the problems were trivial (out of ink/out of paper).

We again had wahoo for lunch but this time we had it steamed and it came with doughnuts of which Ben ate about 5. There were still many left and we eventually went back to the boat we were given a plateful. They surely want to fatten us up.

Around mid afternoon Ben and I were picked up to help Edward and his two sons, John and David, fish for parrot fish on the reef. They laid out a net across a shallow part of the reef while we circled round to scare the parrot fish in. The first time we didn’t catch anything which may have been partly due to Ben and my inexperience. We felt bad when the fish got past us and not into the net.

The next time, with a little help from another father and son, we caught 19 parrot fish. Even then, the rest of them took over leaving Ben and I at the back feeling a little spare. But we probably helped a bit.

Next stop was fishing rods on the reef. I lost my hook, bitten off by a baby shark and nearly caught something else but I don’t know what. Ben managed to catch a pretty big relative of a grouper which we gave to the family. They’d caught two tiny ones so we felt as though we’d contributed.

That evening, as with the previous two, we pushed on with watching The Lord of the Rings extended edition until we felt too tired to continue.

Our plan had been to leave Saturday morning. However, we learned that on Saturday morning Edward and his sons would be going out to catch birds on one of the other islands along with the other families from the village. Furthermore, if we were around at 2pm we would count towards his families share of the overall catch. Furthermore, these birds were considered a treat and we would be fed some if we were here on Sunday. So we’ve decided to stay on until Monday morning.

This morning, Ben and I were picked up around 6:30am and were taken across the Lagoon to one of the unoccupied motus. The birds are actually preflight chicks about the size of a small hen. The younger ones are left and only the ones big enough are taken. One just grabs them by their head and stuffs them in a sack. The family knew where to look and bagged all the birds. Ben and I added moral support. In their boat the birds were left to sit in the bottom where they puked up the bits of fish they had earlier eaten. This, apparantly, was edible. I though David was joking when he said we could eat it but it turned out to be true as Edward ate some later. Yach.

On the way back to the main island we spotted another sailboat on the way in. We stopped off at the main island to drop the birds and David off and headed back to Dignity. Edward and John hung around for a while. He knew he could get to the boat first as the other hosts had left it til later to hunt their birds. The boat turned out to be The Road last seen by us in Huahine. They’d had a long sail from Bora Bora without their autopilot and were hence tired. I agreed to go with Edward and join them in case they needed extra help coming in. By now we had humpback whales in the vicinity. I kept only seeing their splashes. Even when I was aboard The Road and they were breaching nearby I kept missing them. Oh well.

Once The Road was safely moored Edward took me back to Dignity. Ben and I headed off to the reef with our spear guns and soon had snagged 5 large parrot fish which we intend to give to Edward – hopefully making up for the lost fish from our first attempt yesterday. The snorkeling was excellent which pursuaded Helen to come out with us for a bit even though she’d just washed her hair. The visibility was excellent and by the reef there were lots of underwater fissures to explore. There were a few white tip sharks swimming around but they were more scared of us.

This afternoon, at 2pm, the birds will be shared out. We should be going ashore to watch this event. Then they’ll have their necks massaged (to death), be plucked, fired then frozen ready for the feast tomorrow.

Fun

We’re having too much. Getting behind on my blog. Will catch up soon.

Palmerston

The wind kept up from the previous nights increase allowing us to make good time. About 10 miles out from Palmerston we contacted the island on the VHF to inform them of our impending arrival. We were notified that we would be met by a boat on our approach who would guide us to our mooring.

A little more background of the island is perhaps in order. When William Marsters settled here with his three wives in the 1800s he begat his own dynasty. He parceled up the island into three lots each of which was allocated to the descendants of the three wives. To this day the island is divided into three families. With 67 people in total these are not large groupings. When cruisers approach the island the boat that gets to you defines which family will be ‘hosting’ you. They joke around a lot so it’s hard to know if they simply take turns or it’s who gets there first. Either way, we were met by ‘Alpha Echo’ meaning Edward. He gave us some direction before going back to fishing as they were a lot of wahoo in the area.

We made our way around to the west side of the island, furling the Code Zero at the turn, while Edward trolled a line not too far from us. As we approached three other moored boats we were given some additional instructions as to which mooring line to take. We were soon hooked up and agreed to take on board the island officials who were already aboard one of the other boats.

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Edward was soon back with Teri, the government representative (and husband of Yvonne for whom we’d brought supplies) and Simon (Edward’s brother) who was the island council representative. It’s probably worth mentioning at this point that Edward is also the island policeman but you’d never know unless he told you. Teri checked our paperwork from Aitutaki and Simon collected a small fee for the council. We offered them cold beers and drinks to welcome them.

As with Aitutaki we couldn’t have felt more welcomed by them. The deal on the island with the cruisers is trade. Being so remote (1 or 2 cargo ship visits per year) they can use just about anything we have spare. Edward and Simon asked about a few things we might have. We said we had a few things for them but hadn’t got it together. We were soon ready to go to the island with them. We boarded their runabout boat getting to see the huge Wahoo that Edward had snagged while bringing us in. The entrance they took through the reef was narrow and twisted. They knew their way of course and soon we were inside the reef being taken across the clearest waters perhaps we’ve ever seen.

At the shore they were already gutting the wahoo in the water. It was quite instructive as they were managing to remove the gills and intestines with very few cuts. I’ll have to try what I think I saw myself next time we catch a big fish.

After a short walk from the beach we were in Edwards family area. We sat down for a brief chat with his mother before we were invited over to see how they filleted the fish. Again this was instructional but I somehow think the ease they demonstrated came from a life of practice.

Edward proceeded to begin cooking lunch which was, of course, fresh wahoo. We had a little wander around seeing their pigs and chickens and a little of their land. We ended up chatting some more with Edward which is when we learned a bit about the island and him being the local policeman.

The fried wahoo and rice we had for lunch was delicious and more than plentiful. We were joined by Teri and later by Yvonne and later still by Shirley, Edwards wife. After some more chatting we were getting sleepy from lunch and the two nights of night watch. To wake up, Edward took us for a walk around the island while he played his ukulele and sang. This was almost surreal. By far this has been our most out of the modern world experience we have had on our travels. Modern life has hit the island. They have computers. They have internet in one place. But with no airport and very few commercial connections their main contact with the outside world are the cruisers. It’s hard to describe the experience but it is certainly unique.

We were taken to the school which was over for the day. We saw the two classes and some of the childrens’ work. We also had a chance to talk to the three teachers and learn of what they needed and what we may be able to help them with.

We then walked around to the main village where we met another group of cruisers who had been lunched there. We were offered more food – as if we had room. We chatted for a while before moving on back towards Edwards home. We didn’t get to see the end of the island where Teri has his home – this being left for another day.

Edward then took us back to our boat. We were accompanied by his wife, Simon and one of their sons. There we started going through our things and seeing what we had spare. Nothing we offered was turned down. From plastic pipes to fish hooks to food and gasoline. A small bag of chocolates were devoured there and then. A slab of Venezuelan beer was very welcomed.

Once we’d said our goodbyes and were left alone we contemplated something to eat. We were still full from all the fish and rice we’d eaten so we just sat down and watched a movie, not quite making the end before we were too sleepy to continue. Before the movie Ben and I did go for a swim to check the mooring line. I managed to spot a turtle swimming way below us. It was quite spooky looking down from the boat into a seemingly infinite abyss. The water very quickly drops off to thousands of feet deep here.

Lunch is again offered today. We’ve also talked to Edward about going lobstering one night. We (at least Ben and I) really want to learn how to best go about this. We’ll see but we’re looking forward to our next few days here.

Last Day in Aitutaki

Sunday morning saw us visiting the church slightly south of the Post Office. The main church was still being renovated so the service was held in the church hall which was a fair size in of itself. The locals turned out in their Sunday best with a large number of individually unique hats in play. We had been recommended that particular church (out of many) due to the reports of their singing. And sing they did. The regular songs were sung with great enthusiasm. The last two, which we wonder if they were derived from traditional songs, we belted out with male and female parts alternating and overlapping in harmony. If the hurricane in February hadn’t have taken the roof off, the singing nearly did.

After lunch Ben and I took a dinghy ride to the motu nearest to us to the south which ended up being nearly four miles away – much further than we thought. On the way we stopped off for some snorkeling and spear fishing. At one point I shot by far the biggest fish I’d seen tucked away down a rock tunnel. I think the spear went through a small part of the fish as it jerked to the side and the line snapped leaving my spear far down the tunnel. Fortunately Ben was nearby so I had him standing by to pull me out as I wiggled into the tunnel, underwater, to retrieve my spear. I just managed to reach it obtaining some coral scratches for my pains. While down there I was given a huge fright by an eel that appear right before me while I was wedged in the tunnel.

On the motu we took a walk around. It wasn’t quite deserted as there was plenty of evidence of beach lunch spots set up by the few tour operators on the island. Many of them, however, were in tatters – probably due to the Feb storm. Towards the end of the walk we found a large collection of hermit crabs which we played around with for a while. We even managed to encourage one to move into a larger shell. It was quite fascinating seeing it pull it’s soft, coiled body out of one shell and insert it into the next.

In the evening we took it easy staying to the cups of tea in preparation for the passage to Palmerston.

Monday morning we went ashore to collect water, check out and buy some final provisions which had become available from the supply ship that arrived last Friday. The shop had received their order from Palmerston which they prepared while we took our stuff back to the boat. Back ashore one last time I met Ron, a direct descendant of William Masters on Palmerston, who drove the van to the dock with the small supplies we’ve agreed to transport to Palmerston – three boxes and some stuff for the freezer/fridge.

As soon as we were back we hauled the dinghy and were underway. With the current now off to the side hauling in the stern anchor turned out to be quite taxing but we managed it. We bumped a keel on the way out of the pass, this time on something not as solid as sand, which was a little concerning. The boat is not filling with water which we’ll take for a good sign.

We have light winds forecast for the whole trip. We have the Code Zero up right now and are making around 5 knots giving us an arrival time of sometime tomorrow night. We understand night arrivals are doable there as it’s all on mooring balls. They should know we’re coming as we have their supplies so perhaps there will be someone waiting up for us. We’ll see. On the other hand we may take down the Code Zero tonight and sail off at an angle on the main and head sail which will lengthen our trip but reduce risks to the sails. It is close to full moon right now so me may decide not to.

Shopping / Gardens

On Saturday morning we went ashore to get fuel, water and some shopping. We also popped by to see Bill at the ABC store to give him some files on a USB stick he was interested in. There we arranged to visit his gardens in the afternoon.

Once the shopping was done we filled our bellies with pancakes for lunch. We abandoned any ideas of leaving the boat early afternoon and just relaxed. At 3pm we were back ashore and Bill took us round to his family plot in the center of the island where he has been growing trees and plants from around the world. Back in February when the hurricane hit the island Bill’s gardens were pretty much trashed with trees felled and in some cases uprooted and disappeared elsewhere. He’d done a great job tidying it all up and getting things back in order. Plants were recovering well but the abundant fruit he normally has year round was yet to return to normal. Bill had a lot of knowledge of local and foreign plants and in a lot of cases what medicinal uses they could be put to. He did give us some star fruit to take back with us and some ground plants that can be used in a salad.

Today we’ll be visiting one of the nearby churches which has been recommended to us many times. This afternoon we hope to visit one of the atoll islands which we’ve put off for a few days. Right now the skies are blue and the weather perfect for a little exploration.

The current outlook for our passage to Palmerston is for moderate winds to begin with which will soon turn light – all down wind of us. Even though it is just 200nm away we’ll give ourselves 2 days to get there probably lengthening the trip to get a better and more comfortable wind angle. We’re therefore planning to head out on or soon after high tide at 8:30am tomorrow.