0600 position 17-30S 149-49W. At anchor in 45 feet, Cook's Bay, Moorea
Now that the voyaging is done for a while I thought that I'd ratchet back
on the Moku pe'a Reports and send them less frequently, but interesting
things keep happening.
It blew hard all yesterday morning, so hard that we didn't want to leave
the boat in case we started dragging anchor or somebody dragged into us.
Some of the gusts were well over thirty knots and had us healing over
twenty degrees. The wind had shifted ninety degrees since dawn as a front
passed, and the seventy foot catamaran that we were comfortable anchored
next to became a boat anchored directly to windward and pretty close
because they had out more anchor line than we did. So we kept an eye on
them all morning, but our proximity didn't turn out to be a problem. Our
pal on the Beneteau 41 finally woke up, realized that he was aground, and
never did anything about it. He's still aground again this morning, but
it's worse than yesterday since he was pushed even further on by the heavy
winds all morning. We ran into his crew later in the afternoon while
having a cold one, and he was as baffled as we were about the lack of
action. He said he's not in charge and does as he's told.
The wind finally moderated enough after noon for a venture ashore to do
some shopping. Fresh fruit and vegis, our first in weeks, and still warm
out of the oven baguettes. We went back to the boat for a lunch of sliced
apples, cheese, baguette and Hinano. Heaven on earth. There is nothing
like the taste of a fresh baguette to establish that you are truly in
French Polynesia.
The weather was unsettled enough for us to stay put all day. Today should
be nicer and we will move to the next bay on Moorea, Oponohu, one of the
prettiest spots on earth.
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