Friday, May 28, 2010

Tuamotus

The Tuamotus used to be "real" islands, like the Marquesas. Over time, they grew fringing coral reefs, like the Society Islands (Tahiti) have today. But the Tuamotus are even older than the Societies, and the islands themselves have gradually worn away, leaving only the fringing reefs (which, being alive, continue growing). The waters between motus are thousands of feet deep, but inside the lagoons the water is about 100 ft (30m) deep, with lots of coral heads coming just to the surface.
Most archaeologists believe that the Tuamotus were settled around 850 AD, by Polynesians leaving from the Marquesas. (The other Polynesian islands were likely settled the same way, which would explain their very similar languages and race.) They were an ocean-going people who sailed on large canoes from their small villages (the Tuamotus cannot, in general, support large populations). Beyond that, little is known about the indigenous culture of the Tuamotus.

The atolls of the Tuamotus were discovered by various sailors from Spain, Holland, England, and France, over a period of about 250 years starting in 1520. They were known as the "dangerous archipelago", because their many shallow reefs and strong currents made them very dangerous to navigate, especially since the islands could not be seen from a great distance. In the late 1700's, Tahiti and its neighboring islands (including the Tuamotus) were contested by France and England, with the end result being that the French gained control over the area. In 1842, Tahiti and its surrounds became a French protectorate, and while local rebellions continued for four years, the French have remained in control of the islands ever since. Tahiti and the nearby islands became an official French colony in 1880, and in 1903, all of French Polynesia became one colony, governed from Tahiti.

French Polynesia became more and more autonomous with statutes passed by the French government in 1977, 1984, 1990, and 1996. In 2000, French Polynesia became an overseas colony, allowing them to adopt their own laws. Although the government is located on Tahiti, the Assembly includes representatives from all of the archipelagos. Today, while France still has many responsibilities, including defense, the islands use their own currency and fly their own flag alongside the tricolor French flag. However, France does pay large amounts of money to French Polynesia, based on an agreement dating from the end of the nuclear testing in 1996. Effectively, French Polynesians have little need to work, as the government provides millions of dollars per year and subsidizes all their standard foods.

Our first landfall in the Tuamotus was Kauehi. I chose it because the pass into the atoll looked straightforward and the anchorage was protected from the wind and swell. We anchored first in front of the village. We went in and traded extra lifejackets and a bottle of rum for a handful of Baroque black pearls and four nice round pearls for earings. After pillaging the natives, we moved the big boat down to the southern anchorage inside the atoll.

The southern anchorage is what everyone envisions when dreaming of the South Pacific. Uninhabited white beaches with palm trees, flat clear blue water and tropical fish dancing under the boat. Some of this area is uncharted, but with water visibility of over 50 feet, spotting the coral heads was easy. We spend several sunny lazy days strolling the beach looking for shells, snorkelling and reading. There were several kid boats and Emily enjoyed playing with them. They built a raft, a stick house and collected firewood for a barbeque we shared with 6 other boat crews. We shared pot luck dishes and we introduced several foreign boat kids to the famous Samoa (Melted marshmallow, chocolate and gram crackers). Gerald from Whiskers and I tried to hunt for lobsters at night but came up empty handed.

Our next atoll was Fakarava and we had a bumpy 6 hour ride with 25 knot winds and we fought about 3 knots of current going in the pass. We anchored off the village and we informed about the local bakery and other highlights from cruisers anchored nearby. We keep seeing the same boats and greet each other as old friends as we end up again as neighbours.
The bakery opens at 6 AM and is sold out by 9 AM. We got there at 6:30 and got 4 baguettes, 3 croissants, and 3 Danish swirls all warm from the oven. We heard that the French government requires every atoll to bake baguettes twice a day. They are very tasty.

We got to tour a pearl farm and heard all about the seeding of the pearls. We found out that these pearls are seeded with pieces of white Mississippi mussels that had been ground perfectly round. To create the "black" (really any color other than white) color of the pearls, a tiny slice of the mantle (like the lips) of another oyster is put in with the seed pearl. These are inserted into the sex gland of a live oyster and 18 months later, the pearl is ready to be checked. About 1/3 of the pearls are round. If a nice one is removed, they can replace the black pearl with another white seed of the same size and another, bigger black pearl will be formed. They can do this up to 4 times before the oyster is retired. Odd shaped pearls, often with strange lusters, are called "keshi" and have become more valuable in recent years.

I succumbed to the beauty and we bought a strand of good quality round pearls and a pearl pendant to remember the Tuamotus and our time spent here. Tomorrow morning (at 6:30), I plan on pillaging the bakery one last time before we move 30 miles south within the Fakarava atoll. There, we are promised more white sand beaches and some good SCUBA diving. We will see.

Our next stop is 200 miles to the west in Papeete, Tahiti where we will spend some time at a dock, repairing bits and pieces and enjoying civilization for a while. Hopefully, I will be able to backfill some pictures into these posts. Until then you will have to believe us at how breathtaking it is. Stay tuned Dear reader. I've been looking ahead and Bora Bora is coming soon!

Tom

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Marquesas

All things considered we were ready to leave these beautiful islands. We were stuck in a rolly anchorage in Nuku Hiva for about a week and half since we needed the internet to formulate a plan to replace the batteries. In hindsight, it was time well spent because the battery manufacturer has agreed to replace all of our 2-year old batteries (worth $2100) as a warranty item. We need to send him pictures of the one that leaked proving that it was nothing we did to cause the leak, but we should have 6 new batteries waiting for us in Tahiti. We will be paying for shipping from New Zealand, but since they are coming by boat it is not too much.

We did manage to spend a weekend in nearby Daniel's Bay where we could pick as many mangos and grapefruit as we could carry from the wild trees. We also rented a jeep with the crew of Imagine and we explored every road on Nuku Hiva and had a memorable picnic with French cheeses, baguettes, olives and wine in the volcanic mountains.

To add to our woes, we also had a scary Mother's Day. While lowering our 600 pound dingy, an upper shackle let go and tumbled the dingy into the water upside down. Quick thinking by the crew righted the dingy within about a minute and the captain managed to get the motor running again. A tune-up will be needed, but trying to find a replacement motor in paradise would have been almost impossible. During the drop, our boom bent into two pieces and we were left scratching our head at how we were going to get the dingy back up to the boat deck. No one was hurt, but it was not a happy Mother's Day aboard the Emily Grace.

I pulled out my sawzall and cut the aluminum boom in two parts to remove a 16" section that was bent. I managed to find a woodworker who created a wooden splice to get the two pieces back together and I believe it to be stronger than ever. Kim gave the wood piece a paint job and I'll post pictures when we get a good connection.

We are currently underway the 500 miles to the Tumoutus where we hope to do some snorkeling and see the famous black pearl farms. Neptune has decided that we have had enough trouble for a while and is providing us with light winds and a very comfortable passage. We were escorted to sea by hundreds of small dolphins racing in our bow wake and leaping all around us.

Tom
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Thursday, April 29, 2010

Landfall in Paradise- Fatu Hiva

Emily Grace has dropped anchor after 21 days at sea and is enjoying blessed silence in the Bay of Virgins on the western side of the island of Fatu Hiva. This island was made famous by Thor Heyerdahl's book of the same name and the Bay of Virgins is considered the prettiest anchorage in the Marquesas islands.

The boat needs a good cleaning and the crew needs to stretch our legs on some firm ground. We expect to stay here for about 4 days before moving to the island of Hiva Oa for our formal check-in.

We have a battery problem that is making things less than pleasant. Apparently, one of the big house batteries developed a leak and leaked its fluid (yes acid) into the bilge. Once that happened it apparently overheated and cooked the water out of all the others. It was hard to notice since with the engine running, we had all the power we needed from the 200 amp alternator. As soon as we stopped the engine, the house bank went dead. I put a lot of water into the other batteries and am trying to bring them back. The icemaker is off and we are watching all energy use very carefully. I think the best I can hope for is to limp along running the generator a lot and get new batteries when I can find them. The next major port we come to is Tahiti.

Some voyage statistics follow:

Total miles covered - 2905 miles
Amount of diesel fuel at start of trip - 1170 gallons
Diesel fuel burned - 845 gallons
Amount of fuel remaining - 325 gallons
Average fuel burn at 1300 rpm - 1.64 gallons/hour
Number of minutes to change main engine oil & filter - 15
Courage needed to shut down the engine in the middle of an ocean - Lots
Home school lessons given - 7
Number of days sea-sick - 0
Number of days we wished we had flown - 10
Number of flying fish landed on deck - too many to count
Number of squid landed on deck - too many to count
Number of movies watched - 8
Number of buddy sailboats that beat us - All of them!

Thanks for all your thoughts and prayers. We all need a good nights rest.

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Tom

Monday, April 19, 2010

Far Out Man!

The crew of Emily Grace is way out there! As in we are mighty close to the one place on Earth that is the farthest away from any land. I googled that fact before we left the Galapagos and, sure enough, it's a spot in the Pacific Ocean. The actual spot is called Point Nemo or "The Pacific pole of inaccessibility" and we passed somewhat north of that position. But since they document that Point Nemo is 1670 miles from the nearest land and we were 1500 miles from nearest land, I'm claiming that we are close enough. This area is 8,650,778 square miles of ocean and is larger than the entire former Soviet Union.

I will attest that there is not much out here. After the first couple of days at sea where we dodged some long line fishing boats, we have not seen any other boats, planes or any signs of man. We have seen leaping dolphins, cruising whales and more stars than we thought possible, but no sign of man. I had heard that there is an area of floating trash somewhere out here the size of New York and are particularly happy that we have not seen that or any trash at all.

We are all well and our little ship is still putting along. We are whittling away at homeschool lessons, reading books, watching movies and cleaning the dead squid and flying fish off the decks in the morning. Emily spent one day re-creating some of our Galapagos friends in bend-a-roos.  Enjoy!



The Pacific Ocean is not as passive as we had envisioned. We have had several days of mixed 10 to 12 foot swells coming from both the south and southeast and it has made for an uncomfortable ride. The wind is still on our port beam out of the south and we were expecting it to be from the east by now which would make it almost directly aft. We have only seen a few light rain showers and no squalls or big winds to speak of. The winds are mostly steady in the 13 to 18 knot range with a few hours now and again up to 25 knots. We certainly don't feel in any danger since our ship is taking it all in stride. Although the crew does not feel seasick (and are not taking any seasick medications), we are a bit lethargic and ready to make landfall. We were collectively looking for the floating Dominos pizza takeout shop, but we have not seen it yet. Kim did make two tasty pizzas one night and mine topped with George's famous Soupy really hit the spot.


Tom
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Friday, April 16, 2010

No Worries - We're still moving and Fine

We are almost half way into the passage and still moving steadily west.

The connection to the Panama HAM radio station that I use has been harder and harder to connect with. We are almost 1900 miles from there so I guess that is not surprising. What that means, however, is that my red position dots and reports for the blog can not be sent. I have spoken with a few other boats out here near us and they are finding the same problem. There is also a verbal HAM net that allows me to log a position report when I can hear them. I will do that when I am able.

So don't worry if you see fewer (or no) position dots or posts until we make landfall more than two weeks from now. So far we are fine and wishing we were there already.

On a happier front, we should not run out of food. I landed a longbill spearfish several days ago. It was about 5 feet long and my muscles were sore by the time I got her into the cockpit. I'm not sure of it's weight, but Kim filleted it into meal-size portions that filled a 5 gallon bucket. I was told that I am not allowed to fish again until we eat our way through most of this single catch!

We are chasing the setting sun and we will let you know if we ever catch it.

Tom
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Thursday, April 8, 2010

Galapagos to Marquesas -Not a Straight Line

We are a few days into this long passage and all is well. The ocean is remarkably calm and we are plodding along. I say plodding since we have not yet seen the favorable current that we expected. We are making about 130 miles per day, but we are hoping that number will increase when we find the west-bound current. We did get one report over the SSB that there was good west-bound current at 1 degree north (above the equator), but since that would cost me fuel and another bottle of champagne, we are continuing along.

Some of our more observant Dear readers may have noticed that the Shiptrak red dots are not exactly in a straight line. Even though I have not yet seen them, I would expect them to be in a gentle upward arc (like a smile) that will become more evident as we progress. Since we all learned in basic geometry that the shortest distance between two points is a straight line, is this a sign that the captain is lost or has at least lost a few of his marbles?

I assure you that this is not as it appears. Somewhere buried back in my geometry class, I learned that a Great Circle is a line formed when a plane passes through 2 points on the surface of the sphere AND the center of the sphere. Most of the nautical charts and maps we look at are called Mercator projections. This is a technique that map makers use to show a sphere in a flat rectangular way. While accurate at the equator, distances are distorted as you move north or south towards the poles. A Great Circle line appears curved on Mercator projections even though it is the shortest distance.


For any Dear readers who have not yet fallen asleep, there is a type of chart called a Gnomonic projection where a Great Circle would appear as a straight line, but they are not too common.

In any event, this captain will entertain any notion or theory that will make this 3 week passage a bit shorter.

Tom

Monday, April 5, 2010

Isabela Stop and We Are Off

We are not allowed to visit islands other than San Cristobal without special permits which are extremely costly. However, all ports around the world will provide safe harbor for as vessel with a problem regardless of other rules. The Capitano del Puerto has the authority to allow any vessel to stay as long as needed by its Captain to facilitate repairs. Isabela Island has famous penguins and happens to be on my direct path to the Marquesas.

   

We left San Cristobal and sailed west through the night. After 85 miles, just as we were nearing Isabela, we had a malfunctioning autopilot. Thinking quickly, the Captain pulled into the nearest harbor and dropped the hook. I had no sooner set the anchor, unscrewed the instrument panel exposing all the wires when we were visited by the local police. I invited them aboard with my electrical multi-meter in hand and explained the "situation" in Spanish. After a friendly meeting with the Capitano del Puerto, we were welcomed to spend a couple of days to fix my problem. Kim and Emily watched the penguins swimming around the boat and the blue-footed boobies on shore while the Captain found someone on Easter day willing to replenish the fuel we had used. The fuel was delivered to the boat at $2.50 per gallon (the autopilot seemed to cure itself!) and we had a lovely stay.

  

We strolled to town this morning to stretch our legs on the last tierra firma that we will see in a while and we pushed out to sea just before noon. We met a couple of Kid boats in Isabela and one of them left for the Marquesas with us. The boat is from Australia and named Grace. We are taking that as a divine sign that this voyage will be blessed.

So as I write this Grace and Emily Grace are separated by 3 miles and heading toward the setting sun together. Wind is light and the seas are gentle. Keep us in your thoughts and prayers as we attempt to cross 3000 miles of Pacific Ocean. Stay tuned, Dear reader, as the adventure continues..
 
Tom
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