Time here at the dock in Whangarei, New Zealand is keeping us busy completing projects that were impossible to do in the undeveloped areas we covered over the last year. Each day we whittle away at the work list and some items get completed and others get added. We are reading books, enjoying shared dinners on the dock with friends and skipping school on some days. We have managed to get away and see live Kiwi birds, glow worms in caves and several impressive waterfalls. We saw stout traps on many of the trails to eliminate these rodents that eat kiwi eggs.
But caught up in the daily “what do we do next?” mentality, we sometimes forget to pause and reflect on what we have accomplished. Below are some pictures of the local area and some of the captain's recollections.
One year ago, we were still in the Caribbean Sea winding our way among the Kuna Indians in the beautiful San Blas islands. Our first 400 (nautical) miles in 2010 took us around these islands over to Panama and through the mighty Panama canal to the Perlas Islands. The boat log read 1200 miles as we made land fall in the Galapagos Islands and swam with sea lions and stalked giant tortoises, swimming iguanas and flying blue-footed booby birds. After 21 days at sea and 4200 miles, we where surrounded by the majestic volcanic pillars guarding the paradise in Fatu Hiva, French Polynesia.
We rolled passed 5000 miles as we drifted among the atolls of the Tuamotus and swam with sharks and manta rays and traded for black pearls. 5400 miles had us through Tahiti, all of the Society Islands and Bora Bora was at our transom as we powered west. At 6000 miles, we were as remote as we would get. We entered Suwarrow and spent 2 weeks as guests of James and Appii, the Cook Island rangers that were stationed there. We hunted for coconut crabs and speared fish each day and shared dinners with them and our other cruiser friends. American Samoa marked the 6500 mile mark as we gathered boat parts, attended Rotary meetings and were befriended by Penitani and his family. We saw Robert Robert Louis Stevenson's home in (Western) Samoa, drank Kava for the first time and had front row seats for the 50-man canoe races as 6700 miles rolled by.