Yesterday we motored over to the south pass of Fakarava to try to catch a glimpse of the Manta Rays feeding on the plankton as the currents were heading out of the lagoon. We snorkelled past the black tip reef sharks and into the deep. All we could see was plankton and blue water. Then, out of the blue we could see a shape, slowly becoming clearer, two large wings and a wide open mouth gliding gracefully towards us. What a creature. Apparently it is a rare sight to see a Manta Ray feeding, if it lets you watch it, it means that it trusts you.
Torn to ShredsIsabelle
Torn, Tattered and a little soggy, we have just come through our first storm. Before we left Takaroa, we downloaded a weather file on our sat phone, which is meant to roughly predict the weather. With a clear from the weather report, we set off for Kauehi despite the fact that we could see dark clouds in the distance. Big mistake, we should have trusted our eyes and our instincts.
It took us three days and nights to get to Takaroa (Tuamotus) from Hiva Oa (Marquesas). At the beginning of the third night our auto pilot stopped working which means no reading, resting or watching documentaries during night-shift- only steering which is an extremely tiring pass-time.
Reflections to the RescueJames
We're constantly suprised by the generosity of fellow cruisers, and our friends on the little red boat Reflections, Alex and Leah provided yet another example of that spirit the other day.
The Search for PamplemousseIsabelle
Kelita and I were walking along the road to town in search of some Pamplemousse. A car stopped (as often happens here on the 3 km road to town) and a young twenty something man with a Marquesan tattoo all the way up his right arm ushered for us to get in. His name was Kitu. We learned that he had lived on Hiva Oa his whole life and he had ┬"A very large family┬" he told us with a big grin on his face. His English was better than our French and we understood that he was going to take us somewhere to get some pamplemousse.