Once again me and Tim were to follow in Capatain
Cooks footsteps. In the last letter i told you that we went to Venus point to
see where he worked but now we wanted to see where he anchored, which for me is
far more interesting. The destination was set to Cook's Bay in Moorea. Moorea is
only 15 Nm away from us and normally one should be able to sail there in about 4
houers but this is the hurricane season and the weather is not easy at all. Even
though there are no hurricanes here right now the weathere still goes nuts (all
Sailing over went fine, we sailed in great conditiones for the first ten miles
and then had a little rain for the last five but for this season it was great.
Coming back was a different story all together. As soon as we came throught the
reef opening and turned starboard the waves and the wind hit us. We had over 20
knots of wind and great big waves coming straingt from where we wanted to go. I
seriously considered going back to anchor in the bay but knowing that it would
probably be like this for the rest of the week i decided to go on. I told Tim
that this was completly normal and of course he did not belive me, well at least
he was calm and not afraid. We had to use the engine for the whole trip back to
Papeete. The first third of the trip before we could turn south and go into the
channel between the islands took two thirds of the time. If i was not motoring
but sailing as i usually am this would have been one of the worst sails i have
had on the entire trip.
Anchoring in Moorea outside Cooks bay was interesting too. We had been told to
go left right after the reef entrance and anchor in about 4 meteres of water on
a patch on sand. We thought we found it right away but as always what comes too
easy is never right. Befor we knew it the dept sounder was showing 2 meters (0,8
under the keel) and the 'anchorage' was studded with rocks just below the
surface. Reverse, full speed and back up. A little further to the left we found
the spot and anchored in chrystal cleer water. One morning i discovered that i
had lost a little shiny pice the sice of a 5 kroner or a quarter during the
night. Since it was not on deck it was obvious that it had fallen in the water.
This is how clear the water is, i found it in one minute sitting in about 3,5
meters of water and i would have found it again. Every time i went into the
water in Moorea i had seen a ray so the day i did not i got a little mad and had
to swim for an extra two minutes so i would not break my perfect record. Well i
did not see the ray but the reason was simple, there was a white tip shark
swimming around and they eat rays so i decided that my record should stand and i
should get out of the water before the shark thinks i am a ray.
After beeing anchored by the reef for two days it was time to move the boat
inside the bay and wake up to the splendid view of the mountains in this walley.
As the swimming pool anchorage by the reef had its beaty under the water this
place had it above. Spending time here was great. The view from the boat was
spectacular and kind of reminded me of Norway on that One hot day in the middel
of july only here is was an all day, every day experience.
Somwere we heard a rumour that on shore by one of the small hotel/lodging places
ther were an American in his early 70's inviting people to a bring youer own
booze party every day from 5 to 7. As we learned he was a great man. He came
here in 1961 and together with friends he built hotels and farmed. He was
chrystal clear and very, very funny. We went to this place three times and
besides the one wednesday when it was a free dance show we got to listen to this
interesting man and his storys. Here we also met a bunch of great american
tourists. Thank you all for a great time.
The Jungle Expedition (ended when the mosquitos came)
Stave & Tim Logue