Boring Recitation of Day - Don't Read
09 May 2010 | Hanavave, Fatu Hive, Marquesas
Climb to the Cross
Didn't stir for a straight ten hours until alarmed at 0700. Das mo' bettah. Expect to replicate comatose state this evening as well.
Fare at 1100 barbecue was domesticated (pig and chicken), caught (fish) or shot. Goats live on cliffs surrounding bay and are easily picked off to land in water near collecting panga-borne hunters. You'd think the little dummies would catch on, but where else would they go? Since all that was left of porky was fat and skin, ate more than my share of chevre and poisson cru au lait de coco. It was delicious and tasted so much better in French.
Borrowed 5 Euro to buy 6 humongous pamplemousse (grapefruit) while returning to boat. Seller plucked them from tree as we waited. Firm, sweet and seedless (shame on you, Cal). With rum, dinner.
Spent morning before fete cleaning port topside and all afternoon on starboard. Tenacious green, yellow and purple growth went up to and sometimes above rub strake, wherever ocean splashed. Can't believe how filthy boat looked after just three weeks. Hope west Pacific less verdant than east - and it looked so crystal clear pure, too.