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Rain

Rain stopped any outside play. The water continues to be unclear so I allowed Helen only one wash in the morning as we must begin to conserve water. In the end this turned out to be necessary as it ended up raining a lot and we’d have had nowhere to dry a second load.

I was fairly listless for the day surfing the internet at very slow speed. Every now and then we pick up a 3G signal and we’re off for a bit but it never lasts that long. I decided my brain needed some real exercise and went back to Project Euler and nailed problems 172, 153 & 158. It’s such a weird feeling as each time I go back to this kind of activity I feel at first as if I’ve gone senile. The questions look impossible to answer and I wonder if we’ve had one too many parties. But soon the gears become unstuck and the synapses start to shake and ideas flow. Not all at once. Sometimes I have to walk away, have a snooze, read a book to distract myself and then come back with new ideas. Always satisfying to answer a few more as I’m continuing to feel as though I’ve run out of ones I can do.

In the evening we went ashore during a period when the rain had eased off to have a meal with Endless. There we met Paulo from Supermario who we’d not seen since the Galapagos. We had been told that dinner would be sausages and mash but it ended up being pasta again. Deja Vu!! Helen ended up going back with Endless while I stayed for a while drinking cava with the staff and guests. I didn’t return until midnight. I slept very well but now I am in that post cava haze. No Euler problems this morning.

This weekend we’ll be watching the rugby quarter finals. They don’t have Sky TV here which means we can only watch the matches that are shown on the Fiji One local TV station. So today we get to watch Ireland v Wales but not England v France which we really wanted to see. But tomorrow we get to see South Africa v Australia which should be an excellent match.

Live and Let Die

We began the day digging out all the bottles of wine scattered around the boat. Quite possibly, there are a few that escaped our attention but those will turn into a nice surprise later. The idea is to retain just enough to get us to New Zealand and sell the rest at cost to folks who are short. We can replace the wine in New Zealand and don’t want to have any complications with customs on the way in. However, for folks here who have run low, buying locally is expensive so it helps all. This had all come from a conversation with Arnold from Drifter (the Dutch boat that’s been here for a month) the night before and who’d shown interest in the idea.

Once we’d selected all the wines we wanted to keep/couldn’t part with, we laid out all the rest. I dinghied over to Drifter to pick up Arnold so he could come over and pick which wines he wanted. He snapped up all the reds we had spare.

Later I visited Endless to discuss windlass relays with Petr. They’d had a problem raising their anchor but the problem had now gone away without action. An intermittent problem with raising ones anchor is not a good thing as one never wants to be delayed when raising the anchor, particularly in an emergency. We discussed a few options which I hope was helpful.

While there we decided to all take a trip up the nearby river. With Petr, Ola and Neil from Endless we were soon in our dinghies motoring the 5nm to Natadola Harbour to our south. The trip took us up the river amost to the dock where we’d gone to visit Sigatoka a few days ago. On the last bend there is a turn off to the right where a small creek winds it’s way through the mangroves where it finally widens to a very small lake which ends pretty close to the beach there. As a result of all the recent rain the main river was chocolatey brown. Worse, when we entered the creek we quickly encountered a log jam where a mass of bamboo and some trash had collected and wedged up. There was a nasty smell too which was soon attributed to a dead pig floating in the mass.

Not wanting to be put off our goal I started pushing the log jam with the dinghy hoping to push it further up river where it could break up. We were partially successful in this. The dinghy also created a path halfway through the mass. We were beginning to ride up over the mass so I backed off to rethink. Petr then gave a go in his dinghy. He powered in and rose over the last section. The mass was again pushed forward and as it did so closed in behind them, dead pig and all. There were nearly through though and with use of their oars made it the rest of the way. With the mass now much looser we were able to push our way through too. Helen had to use a bamboo pole to push the floating carcass aside as we didn’t want it touching the dinghy.

Once we were all through we were back to heading up the last stretch of creek. As we gained confidence we powered through almost at full speed occasionally slowing wary of potential submerged hazards. When we could go no further we tied off our dinghies to the mangroves and went ashore. A short way along the dirt track there we found a path to the beach and walked along that towards the resort area. This section of the island boasts a couple of hotels, has a fine beach and great surf.
We stopped for lunch and beer at the less posh hotel before heading a little further to visit the Intercontintal. Neil went for a brief swim while we had a brief walk around the grounds.

Soon it was time to return. Back in our dinghies we raced back up the creek. The log jam was still there and needed a bit of effort to clear but not as bad as before. Better still, the pig had floated off a short way so the stink wasn’t so bad.

Back down the river we decided to explore a side creek. We worked our way along it, at one point having to duck low to get under an old railway bridge. We pushed on slowly as the mangroves closed in over us. Eventually we decided enough was enough and turned around. Knowing there were no submerged obstacles we raced back. It felt like a scene out of Live and Let Die as we sped through the narrow channel through the mangroves.

Here is the track of our trip.


View Likuri Dinghy Ride in a larger map

We ended up on Endless for coffee/tea and biscuits before. We agreed to meet up on Dignity at 6pm for a few games of Fluxx which Petr really likes. Ola and Niel also enjoyed the session – perhaps a few new converts.

Time rolls on. Bit of an admin day so I won’t bore you with the details. The weather has been pretty lousy with torrents of rain. The anchorage is now green from the local out flow. As there is a strong tidal current here the boat is often sideways to the wind which means the rain pours into the hatches. We did a wash in the morning before the rain but had to bring the washing inside and string it up to dry there. All adds to the humidity.

Endless showed up just before all the rain. We made contact on the radio and agreed to go ashore for the evening meal/show. This turned out, again, to be very enjoyable. Similar but different to the last time.

Port Denaru

Finally, after 2-3 weeks of mediocre weather the skies cleared and we had a beautiful sunny day. We stayed the morning moored off Treasure Island using the time to go snorkeling a couple of the nearby dive spots. Using the Subsurface Fiji dive map it’s reasonably easy to locate the red buoys that mark the dive sites. We first visited #3 – Jimmyies Reef hoping to find some of the advertised giant clams. Our next stop was #4 – Fannies Fan hoping to get some clearer water. Unfortunately, both sites had less than clear water but both were interesting. The latter had a couple of swim throughs at about 20-30 feet down which I enjoyed.

After lunch and a rest we cast off the mooring ball and had a very pleasant blue sky sail to Port Denaru where we found a mooring ball close to both Endless and Attitude.

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We agreed to all meet up ashore for a meal out. Cathy and Neil were off to the airport with their grandson so they just stopped for a drink while Petr joined us for dinner. We went to Cardo’s which promised both Chinese food and meaty dishes. The boys all went for steak ribs and the girls went for Chinese. Unfortunately, being handled by different kitchens the Chinese arrived long after we’d finished our steaks.

Today is Anne and John’s last day aboard. We’re planning a shopping trip into Nadi this morning and no doubt a certain amount of time will be spent packing.

Pig

In the morning Petr and Alex from Endless and we headed to Dreamtime with all our dive gear. Dreamtime dragged the three dinghies round to the other side of Makodroga Island to our north. There they anchored and we all headed off to a bommie (coral head) to dive. Being close to high tide the seas were quite choppy. There were currents around the bommie which made the dive a bit tricky at times but all in all, with very clear water the dive was pretty good. The corals were vibrant and the fish abundant Helen felt a bit queasy towards the end so we headed back ahead of the others.

Back on Dreamtime we warmed up while we waited for the others to return. Petr, having a more powerful outboard, headed straight back to the anchorage. Raising Dreamtime’s anchor turned out to be a problem as it had become tangled in coral/rock. I ended up free diving down the descending chain to take a look. I almost got it untangled before I ran out of breath. I didn’t enjoy the 40ft ascent to the surface but I was motivated. I put on my dive gear to finish the job off, forgetting to put the weights back on which made my descent a bit harder than it should. Once I’d freed the chain from the coral I used the chain to slow my ascent.

Back at the anchorage we relaxed the afternoon before going ashore at 5pm for the cooked pig. The few villagers remaining (some had left for Suva/the other side of the island) had cooked the pig along with taro root, taro leaves, plantains and casava in a ground oven covering everything over with leaved. The pig had been dismembered and the various parts intricately wrapped in woven leaves.

The food was delicious. The pig must have led a good life as it was pretty fatty but that was all at the surface and could be removed. We’d taken a lot of beer ashore to share with the villagers which pleased them no end. We also took some toys and balloons for the four small children there. The balloons never lasted long so I was kept busy inflating others. The children also had a lot of fun chasing my laser pointer around the place.

Our general plan is to wait here for a day or two for a front that is approaching. The front bring northerlies, then westerlies, either of which will be good for a sail down to Gau which will close the distance between here and Suva. The front itself will likely bring rain so we’ll leave once the worst is past. That’s the idea anyway.