Anchorage here was a little better than being at sea. Rolling and hobby horsing were the familiar motions of our boat as if at sea. Bay of the Virgins was spectacular. Its green peaks resembled the shrouded Virgin Mary on the right side and buttressing pillars on the opposite side. Many cruisers sheepishly say that they stopped here mainly for the photo op. For us it was the southern most island in the Marquesas we were willing to embark. As…
Our friends had gone on a tour run by a tour guide named John. He had been running a tour operation for the tourists for over 29 years. It’s funny how things happen at the washing stations. Like in those old stories where women gather at the well or at the river to wash clothes. Well, the washing station by the dinghy dock in Atuona, Hiva Oa was the place to be seen and to see. It was there that…
May 8, 2018. The day greeted us with a heavy downpour. It was nice to get our boat washed of the salt crystals we accumulated during the crossing. However, our 45 min trek into town for mass at 8 am was a wet one. We did not see many boaters heading to shore unlike us. We and the crew on Banyan were the only crazy Catholics getting up at 7:30am and dinghying to shore in the heavy rain. Despite the…
May 7, 2018. Sophia was first to spot land as Monica was busy working with the bread dough. ” Mama, I think I see land!” That statement was enough to keep our heart alight with hope and anticipation . The green blob in the distant seemed so far away. Was it really land? Yes, our navigational chart confirmed it. We were greeted by Jean Rene on sv Baloo, another family boat we met in La Cruz, Mexico. It was so…