We arrived this afternoon at Fatu Hiva after sailing in rough seas for 490 miles. It was a hard trip, into the wind, and the boom caboom was awful. But here we are, anchored in the same bay as we did 4 years ago when we sailed from the Galapagos. It is indeed the most magnificent anchorage. We tied up the boat a bit and went ashore to stretch our legs. We walked a bit and talked to a few of the local people, all so friendly and interested to know where you sail from. Many of the villagers were under a palm covered lanai for a church prayer and the music they played was sweet and peaceful. We met one of the local artisans who took us to his house to show his wood work. We purchased some bananas and pumplemousse from him and promised to go tomorrow to buy some of his work. He asked us if we want a meal made for us tomorrow. I said yes but the crew is a bit concerned with the hygiene in the property. The village looks the same as it did a few years ago. The few changes are more cars, which I don't know why they would have cars when there is only 1 or 2 miles of road. Back to the boat to cook some dinner and sleep. We are tired. Happy to be here and wishing we could stay longer. We need to get to Nuku Hiva by Friday as our friend Gerry Mosel, who came to sail with us, needs to fly back to Hawaii. Aloha to all and until next post.