After almost nine months of motoring through the Solomons (the longest we have been in any country while on the boat, by the way), we finally got our parts installed, made the last minute dash to the market to buy as much produce and fruit as we could store, checked out and headed for Takuu. We saw every kind of sailing, from perfect beam reaching through flat seas, to downwind in heavy seas, and upwind into waves and rain galore (to say the forecast was a bit off may be a bit of an understatement). We made some rookie mistakes: Mark's hatch wasn't all the way closed so his mattress was soaked with sea water--first time we have had that happen in 4-1/2 years of sailing. Conrad tossed his cookies inside the cabin and didn't make it to a bucket right away. We also lost a lure to something huge that about ripped the bungee cord in half, let alone snapping the 150 lb test line like it was nothing. Ripe bananas from the humongous stalk that Matt couldn't refuse (less than $3 US) started plopping down as the boat moved from side to side (a la the Pacific crossing), so it's lots of banana bread for the next while.
Takuu (Mortlock) is an atoll that is technically part of the Bougainville Independent government (which is itself nominally part of Papua New Guinea), though they get almost zero and are basically left to themselves. The inhabited islands are only a meter above the sea, so rising sea levels are a real concern facing the 200-300 residents and during very high tides some of the houses get inundated. The government wants the islanders to relocate, but many are reluctant to leave their home to move to a place with a different culture (Takuu is Polynesian in origin, while the rest of Papua New Guinea is Melanesian) and way of life. Our friends on Field Trip have been here for over a week and have making friends and fixing boats. We are enjoying the nice calm anchorage while we dry out Mark's bedding. Conrad turned 11 today (Matt made donuts to celebrate) and is itching to try out the new camera his grandparents got him.
Monday, July 31, 2017
Saturday, July 22, 2017
Chillin' in the heat yo
Rescuing gobi fish
We had a fully sunny day for the first time in almost a week and we spent it exploring Rokana Nomana Island, near Lola Island.
The kids explored the huge low tide area and rescued stranded gobi fish. They walked around the island and reported seeing a yellow-spotted monitor lizard stealing some bird eggs. Matt and I (mostly Matt) caught a bucket full of mantis shrimp, with about a 50% success rate for each hole located. Mark and Conrad (with cries of "It's just a baby!" ) wanted us to let the smallest ones go. Not gonna happen, the shrimp were way too hard-earned for that. Not to mention delicious. Especially the tender babies...
We're still in a holding pattern waiting for the last of the parts for the furler. Fortunately, our contact at Wichard/Pro-Furl was very
responsive and we should have the missing parts we need by early next week, dependent on Customs and the vagaries of 'Solomon Time'.
| Many days Conrad takes hundreds of pictures. A few of them are not bugs even. |
Tuesday, July 18, 2017
Adventures in wildlife
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| Grainy footage of black-tip reef shark |
Tommy, one of the kids staying at the resort, was kayaking in the shallow water near the feeding sharks with a string of bait trailing behind him from a rope wrapped around his waist. As the swarm of sharks around his kayak got more and more excited, one grabbed his line and jumped right next to the kayak. Tommy's expression suddenly changed from 'this is so cool' to abject terror. The shark was pulling Tommy's kayak backward so strongly that he couldn't paddle away. He quickly undid the rope of bait and paddled back to shore, none the worse for wear.
We got our furler part. We were so excited! Unfortunately it didn't include everything we need so we need to sort that out. Sigh. My parents had also sent a package with all kinds of goodies that we ordered. It's like Christmas in July. So we have that to entertain us.
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| You talkin' to me? |
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| This fellow was about 8' long |
| Red sky at night |
Sunday, July 9, 2017
More of the waiting-in-paradise game
| Tuna in the can... |
Unfortunately, once the rigger opened up the furler, he found a lot of corrosion and couldn't just replace the bearings. Which means the furler was toast. Our fantastic contact at ProFurl/ Wichard in Australia helped us locate a new unit that didn't dent the pocketbook too much (but it did leave a mark!) and would work with the rest of the system. It's currently en route from Oz. Now, we play more of the postal waiting game even though we've already had our fill.
| ...and out. |
| Safety first. Putting on labels. |
We finally got our tour of the SolTuna factory, which was fascinating for all of us. I thought it might put the kids off tuna but instead it made them like it even more.
| The tasting. Everyone's new favorite was Spicy Tuna Delight. |
We're back at Lola for a bit, hanging out with friends old and new and
killing some time jigging for tasty mantis shrimp.
| These weird-looking dudes are as long as your hand. |
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