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Anthem Adrift
Flip Him Off
06/06/2010, Fakarava, Tuamotus

June 5

Hit the water flipping (doesn't translate well from land) this morning starting with an out-tide dive briefing on Bamboozle (useful to avoid ending up in Tahiti sans boat). Had plans for snorkeling before lunch, an inbound dive this afternoon and outbound tomorrow (there is a counter current to bring you back and a chase boat above). A shower dampened early enthusiasm, but, although yesterday's snorkel was actually better, later dive was great. Have now been led to believe that knowing how and where to go in a wider, deeper, faster flowing area, north pass is even more exhilarating. So many places, so little time.

Have snookered.. er, convinced Bristol Rose and Inspiration Lady to make five hour sail this end of atoll if a couple of maintenance gremlins can be expunged, so hope they can make it and are equally impressed. Keep thinking each parting with the Rose will be last, but fortunately for friends, they dawdle.

After scuba, went by one of two dive operations to ask a very rude individual about air fills and possible dives. Perhaps he had a bad day or we're not French or he is, but suspect it's because we dived without him. Must have missed that class in grad school where antagonizing potential customers who will certainly spread the word to others who are likely to be is a clever strategy. Suspecting a paucity of receptivity, refrained from inquiring if he had considered other industries besides service.

Jack

Passing Through
06/05/2010, Fakarava, Tuamotus

June 5 AM

How can one burn the candle at both ends in paradise? Getting together for drinks night before last on Jackster, after having just arrived in Kauehi from a rough 4 day passage, we hatched the brilliant notion to jump up at 0530 for 42 NM sail to south Fakarava. Having conceived of numerous rationale, was surprised when it actually worked out. After a gorgeous sail, temporarily interrupted by a 35 knot squall, arrived at the anchorage to immediately drop the dinghy for drift snorkel through pass on a incoming tide, then with barely enough time to clean up, proceeded into shore for dinner that lasted well past cruisers midnight at which someone, who shall remain nameless, imbibed an overabundance of vin rouge. Should be fried, but only lightly sauteed.

Pass here is like nothing I've ever seen. Hard to believe that so much life can exist in one location. In clear water, no bottom is visible due coral, over, under and through which a lush profusion of fish in all sizes swim. Schools of tens of thousands create flowing rivers. Large and small sharks are everywhere (and no doubt well fed). Add to that effortlessly flying above this seeming landscape at two to three knots and the effect is stunning. Internet and pan du chocolate 25 NM away at north end may have to wait a few.

Soft-hearted Jacksters have adopted a kitten, found nearly dead in Daniel's Bay. After some discussion with others, named it Polly.. wait for it, wait for it.. Nesia. Eschewing this egregiously cutesy and therefore unacceptable name, I have chosen the more appropriate, due appearance, Mouse. A clingy, furry sack of bones initially, this new member of the cruising community now has a rounded tummy and discovered its proper place in the social hierarchy. Dogs have owners, cats have staff.

Jack

Sail Day
06/03/2010, Kauehi, Tuamotus

June 3

Threw caution to the wind, such as it was, and hung out the big laundry to catch (what was available and) up with two other boats (slowed to adjust arrival) for early tide entry into Kauehi. Although whisker pole turned into bad idea as wind veered requiring midnight removal (which, by the by, went better than daytime operation), drifter, main and just sufficient wind got me to pass (quite benign at a little past slack) with wonderful alacrity.

After killing Westerbeke which was engaged to counteract two knot current through cut (no engines were harmed in this process) went below to conduct activity (to be explained anon) while autopilot, contravening explicit instructions, tacked over to port effectively heaving to (no relation to hurling). Completed Keystone Cop routine by jibing around back onto course after which (and following a severe reprimand) A/P behaved appropriately. Notwithstanding inauspicious beginning, sailed up fairway that crosses lagoon to a little village on the east side as wind, sea and boat collaborated to create a nearly perfect close-hauled passage. Didn't know the old girl could point that high.

And now, as promised.. Found a fowl feeding frenzy a few miles out so dropped in a lure and didn't have time to secure the rod before hooking up a two foot skipjack tuna. While running in to anchorage he got cleaned with special filets prepared for a new friend to be introduced in the fullness of time. TBC

Jack

Going With the Flow
06/02/2010, Day Four

June 2

Not trusting that a capricious wind would remain benign, left up just a few rags engendering paltry progress last night. Now looking doubtful to make tomorrow morning's slack water into Kauehi. With large lagoons and few breaks, Tuamotu passes can be treacherous at mid-tide. Next slack is, perhaps 7 hours later (flow change tends to occur at high tide, but 60 to 90 minutes after low due waves slopping over reef into lagoons).

As implied, conditions have unaccountably chosen to play nice with easy two meter swell, but little wind. Even with poled out drifter and full main, will need 13 knots of air movement until arrival. Had too little sail for conditions last night, so of course, with multitudinous gear hanging out am ripe for appearance of big bad wolf tonight. You pays your money...

Spent lazy day reading trashy novel (lots of sex and violence) as intermission to "Moby Dick". Melville's unabridged version has way too many superfluous words between plot segments. Needs more pith. I don't have a lisp.

Jack

Blowin' in the Wind
06/01/2010, Day Three

June 1

Appears that insouciance will be missing for a couple more days. Wind is 15 to 25 from the northeast concomitant with 10 foot seas. Frequent squalls push that up to 40 and put corners on the waves. Since destination is southwest and downwind is not a favored point of sail, one almost longs for a strong norther crossing the Gulf Stream. At least, with several hours of respite from storms after mid-morning some of the sharp edges were rounded off a bit. Unfortunately, like in "Poltergeist", they're baaaaaack.

Had been running since last evening with only yankee. Works well with 30 to 40 knots, but pretty pokey at only 20, so also flew a double reefed main much of today. She moves along OK when the wind is down, but makes a handful in the extended puffs. Latest batch of rain brought south wind, so now hard on it and not quite able direct Kauehi. Wonder which direction the southeast trades will blow next? May not get much rest for duration.

Jack

Yee-Haw
05/31/2010, Day Two

May 31

Balmy, fragrant breezes carry your craft gently through benevolent undulating swells and over the cerulean depths from one enchanting paradise to the next. Paradise, yes. Benevolent no. There are "coconuts" out the wazoo, but have yet to experience the "milk run" aspects of this, thus far, (supposedly) atypical track through the South Seas. Have had only a few relaxing sail days since Panama. Presently enjoying over thirty knot winds and three meter seas on the quarter as latest in a series of squalls passes. Spread the word.. it's the dry season. Guess we'll blame the baby for rough seas, although effects were forecast to diminish by now.

This will be short as it's difficult to type while Neptune is attempting to fling me across the cabin. Hope to regain boyish insouciance by tomorrow.

Jack

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