MORE OF THE MARQUESAS

Our stop in Hiva Oa was very brief.  The anchorage at Tahauku Bay was full of boats and it was a challenge to find room for Spiip, necessitating a stern anchor to keep us off the neighbouring yachts.  Once we had completed the check in at the gendarmerie in Atuona and had a quick internet hit to download the last 2 weeks of emails, we sailed off to Tahuata, 9 miles away.  It was after sunset when we anchored in Hanamoenoa Bay. 

Tuesday morning we hopped in the dinghy when Miranda spotted manta rays jumping.  We found 3 enormous rays and had the incredible experience of snorkelling with them.  Their 4 to 5 metre size was intimidating but as plankton eaters with no sting in their tail, they are harmless.  Either playful or curious (or perhaps they just wanted to continue feeding despite our presence), they gracefully swam in and around us, even knocking in to Nic and Robin.  Having a creature of that size suddenly pass about a centimetre underneath you causes a sharp intake of breath!  The memory will live with us for a long time, rather like swimming with wild dolphins in Egypt. 

Other than enjoying some good snorkelling, we have been working hard on cleaning the boat and Spiip’s hull, after several washes (the luxury of a water maker), is now gleaming.

Back on Hiva Oa, we visited Hanaiapa Bay, another dramatically stunning anchorage.  We walked up the picturesque village road bordered by verdant and well kept gardens of fruit trees and exotic flowers.  With each stop we are overwhelmed by the warmth and generosity of the locals.  We were invited in to their houses for coffee and cold drinks and left laden with huge stems of bananas, melon-sized grapefruit, mangoes and breadfruit, even bunches of freshly picked watercress and basil.  No one will take any money for the fruit; it seems to be the norm that you just give something in exchange. 

At William’s “Yacht Club” we were also given a lesson in the Marquesan language and now can use a few words of greeting and thanks instead of our rusty French.  Robin was surprised to find quite a few similarities with Maori in New Zealand.  Unfortunately Tahiti has a difference language so we will have to start learning again soon.  Unusually, William spoke good English and for the last 30 years has been welcoming yachts to Hanaiapa.  We signed his latest book while he told us that he sadly lost most of the previous years’ books to a fire.

From Hiva Oa we sailed up to Ua Hika but were unable to stop because of the huge swell running into all the anchorages.  We reached Ua Pou by sunset and anchored in Baie d’Hakahaetau.  On Sunday morning we visited the village, another picture postcard place.  Uao Pou is distinctive for its pillars of volcanic rock that create a magnificent skyline.  It also has a unique rock that is only found there and used for carving tikis.  We had a lovely walk past an archaeological site which gave an idea of how the early communities lived on the islands before they were decimated by the Europeans and Americans.

 In the afternoon we set sail for Nuku Hiva.  On the way we caught a 30 kg yellow fin tuna.  As Robin was reeling it in we realised it was being chased by a good sized shark. (One really doesn’t want to fall overboard around here!) Before Nic gaffed the tuna the shark had taken a good chunk out of its tail.  Miranda has been working hard over the last couple of days to process all the meat and preserve it in oil, resulting in 19 large jars.