Exploring Tahaa - 4 X 4 Expedition

Tahaa Expedition Tour, Friday, August 6, 2010

There wasn’t a cloud in the sky on Friday morning when we got up.  Apu Baie was as calm as glass.  This was going to be a beautiful day for an expedition.  Russ and I had our breakfast, donned our swimsuits and walking shoes, grabbed our snorkel gear and water bottles and were in the dinghy motoring to shore by 8:20.  We were to meet our guide in front of the Yacht Club at 8:30.

Our ride appeared about 8:50.  We met Ivan, a young Polynesian man in his thirties who spoke excellent English and is the son of Edwin who is the proprietor of Tahaa Tours.  We got into an air-conditioned truck and were on our way.

First we were going to go up the island to a bay near the Coral Gardens.  Ivan’s father Edwin was to meet us at this location with his motorized outrigger canoe and take us out to the coral gardens.  We only had to wait a few minutes and Edwin with 15 or so other people that he had picked up in Raiatea pulled up alongside the dock where the two of us got on and then we were off, skimming across the water.

Coral Gardens

Within 20 minutes we were gliding across the area where we had gotten stuck on a coral head two days before and into waters that were only knee deep.  We were instructed to wear our water shoes and not to wear our fins, as we were to walk across the motu to the far side near the barrier reef. We would be swimming back but would need to put our feet down every once in a while.   Between the little motu and the bigger one a series of shallow coral heads could be seen from shore as we trekked the few minutes to the end of the motu. 

Once we were at the end of the motu, our guide showed us where to enter the channel.  All we needed to do was to float face down and let the current (which was negligible when we were there) take us through the channel through the coral heads.  At no time were we in water that was above our chest and most of the time it was waist high.  Because it was low tide, there were times while drifting that we really had to suck it up while drifting over a coral head.  When the current is running, the drift only takes about 10 minutes. When there is a current, it is advisable to wear dive gloves so that if you are moving to fast you can push away from obstacles or hold on for a closer observation. Without a current, we gently glided along and it took us about an hour to get through the gardens back to the boat.

This snorkel was by far the best yet.  The water clarity was beautiful.  The sky was clear and bright illuminating the gardens.  The coral was alive and in brilliant colors of pinks, purples, whites, champagne, and yellowish browns. Clams with purple and aqua frill were embedded in the coral.  There was a kaleidoscope fish.  None of them seemed at all shy and seemed to enjoy swarming around us and swimming with us.  We saw tons of black sea urchins.  Occasionally, our guide would crack one open with a big stick, creating a feast for the fish.  No wonder the posse of fish was so eager to swim with us.  I wish we had an underwater camera to take photos.

Pearl Farm

After our snorkel drift, we boarded the boat and as we headed out of the shallow water, our guide passed around containers of freshly cut pineapple, papaya, bananas and coconuts for snacks.  Our next stop was a pearl farm.  I did not take many pictures here as I had taken some great shots of a pearl farm in the Tuomotus on Fakarava.    Some of the interesting facts of pearl farming though are worth sharing and perhaps repetitive of what I wrote in our last visit.  Some of the photos from that visit are repeated here.

·      Young oysters are collected off of a mesh string hung in rich breeding grounds.

·      They are pried opened less than half an inch and examined (opening their shell anymore would kill them).

·      If they possess a mother of pearl inner rim with an array of desired colors of Polynesian colors (black, grey, lavendars, and greens), the oyster is sacrificed and the fleshy tissue from the color rim is used as a graft in the pearl making oysters.

·      If the oyster does not possess the desired colors, it becomes a pearl maker.

·      Using a small round nucleus of shell and a millimeter or less from the color tissue, the pearl farmer finds a pocket and inserts both into the oyster.

·      Oysters can be used up to four times before the pearls begin to lose their luster. 

·      Each time, an oyster is harvested, a nucleus of the same size pearl that was removed is inserted thereby creating larger pearls with each generation.

·      The color graft is only done once and doesn’t have to be repeated each time.

·      After a nucleus is inserted, the oyster is opened three months later to see if the graft has taken.  If it has it is returned to the oyster bed.  If not, it is destroyed.  Some oysters consistently reject the inserted nucleus.

 

·      It takes 18 months to create the first cultured pearl, then one year after that.

·      After the fourth pearl, the oyster is destroyed.  Meats are eaten and shells are used in crafts.

·      The pearl centers we visited were over the water but close to shore.  Oysters are brought in and hung from no more than a day in the shallow water as there are too many contaminants from natural run off.

·      Oysters when they are returned to their beds are pocketed in flat nets and hung vertically off shore close to the barrier reef.  The nets protect them from predators.

·      All harvested pearls in Polynesia are sent to Tahiti and x-rayed for quality control.  If the coating on the nucleus is less than .08 millimeters, the pearl is crushed. If equal or greater than .08 millimeters it is sent back to the farmer to sell with authenticating paperwork.

·      Pearls are valued by their size, color, and luster.

The tour was very informative, and I guess because this was the second time we had heard the explanation, more of the information stuck with us.  Nevertheless, I thought it best to share it before I forgot it.  We just looked at the pearls here, but weren’t tempted to buy.  We had already purchased our pearls in Fakarava and the ones at this pearl farm seemed very expensive.

Vanilla Plantation

We came to the pearl farm by boat and left in a 4 x 4 safari truck for the rest of the afternoon.  Our first stop was to the vanilla plantation owned by Edwin and his family.  The vanilla plantation on Huahine that we had visited was small by comparison and we had not understood a lot of what the proprietor in Huahine had explained to us as he had only spoken French.  This too is a highly technical endeavor which probably justifies the reason that Polynesian vanilla is the second most expensive spice, second to saffron, in the world.

Here are some interesting facts about Polynesian vanilla.

·      Vanilla is an orchid that grows on a vine.  A vine cutting is used.  The part that grows in the soil or coconut mulch sprouts roots.  The other end sends out a runner for climbing.

·      Each flower produces one bean.

·      The variety of vanilla on Polynesia requires hand fertilization.  They do not have enough bees to do the job. 

·      The vanilla orchid has both the male and female parts for reproduction.  Hand fertilization requires a toothpick and a steady hand.  The front of the flower is pulled down and broken (this indicates that the flower has been pollinated A speck of pollen is transferred from the male to the female portion of the flower.

·      Because it takes nine months to produce a single bean after pollinization, the vanilla farmers call it “marrying” the orchid when it is pollinated.

·      Ivan said he could marry 500 flowers a day.  His mother could marry 3,000.  When flowers are blooming, it takes three workers every day to marry the flowers.

·      Broken coconut shells cover the roots of the orchids so that they stay moist but not too moist.  A fine mesh screen keeps out insects and marauding birds and the harsh sun.

·      Once the beans mature to a good size they are picked.  Sometimes they are still green and other times they have already started to turn brown.  The beans we saw here in Tahaa were 3 to 5 times thicker and more robust than the ones we saw on Huahine.

·      After they are picked, they must be dried in the sunlight until they are brown and stiff.   Because of frequent squalls, the beans are kept in cloths that can easily be gathered up and protected from rain and moisture.  The farmer needs to keep his eye on the sky.

·      During the first month while drying on long tables, EACH BEAN must be massaged by hand to flatten, soften, and distribute the vanilla beans on a DAILY basis!  That would be tedious work. 

Ivan Massaging the Beans

I tried my hand at massaging a bean and must have been too firm because some of the innards popped out of the end which renders it unusable to be sold as a whole bean.  Beans that pop are used to make flavorings.  Whole beans can be used over and over to flavor liquers and other liquids.  Currently, I have whole vanilla beans in a bottle of vodka and rum.  It will take about six weeks for the vanilla flavor to leach out.

Polynesian Lunch at the Plantation

After our morning of snorkeling and touring, we sat down at a table in the plantation’s dining room and were treated to poisson cru (raw fish in lemon and ginger), coconut bread, tarot, deep fried fish balls with sauce, mahi mahi in a cream vanilla sauce, rice, fruit salad with papaya, pineapple, guava, banana, and star fruit.  The bean I had over massaged had been used to flavor the salad.  We also had red wine and coffee with our meal.  The food was delicious….so much better than our experience with the Puddle Jump luncheon.

Belvedere

After our sumptuous lunch, we boarded the safari trucks to head to the top of the island’s mountain through wet rainforests.  The ride to the top snaked through the lush forest on the dry side of the mountain.  We stopped several times along the way so that Edwin and Ivan could explain to us what some of the different foliage was and how it was used.  Edwin spoke to his group in French.  Ivan spoke to his group in English.

Purau – Pronounced Poo Rou (Ou as in ouch)

Purau is the wild hibiscus tree native to Polynesia.  It has big yellow flowers that fall of and turn orangish yellow on the ground.  Flowers are used for medicinal purposes.  When boiled in water, the water is good to bath in.  Helps with diaper rash on babies. 

The large soft leaves were used as toilet paper, and covering over pit fires when cooking.  The bark is used for making hula skirts.   

Bark strips are dried for rope and hula skirts

Edwin showed the group how to cut and skin a branch to make a hollow flute out of just the bark.

Noni – This is disgusting little fruit that is used for medicinal purposes.  It is not eaten and smells like rotting blue cheese.  In Utah, health food stores process this plant and sell it to cure all kinds of ailments.  There were some German woman on our tour who had bought some in Germany and said it didn’t work as promoted and that it was very expensive.  It may not work, but it is a boon to Polynesian agriculture as it really is rather a useless plant here.

Kopak -  This pod produces a cotton that was once used to stuff mattresses, pillow, and quilts.  Today, however, it is no longer in use.  The rodent population apparently loves the almost microscopic seeds on the inside of the Kopak pod.  If it is used in the home, the rats are sure to invade in a few days to find and eat the seeds. 

Belvedere - 4 Wheeling to the Top

When we reached the top of the mountain, clouds were growing thicker and it looked like it was going to start raining.  It is amazing how quickly a sunny day turns to a rainy day here.  We could see three different bays in a 360 degree view.  The photos of the bays are not brilliant because the sky was threatening.

We had noticed from lower elevations these strange trees with a flat canopy.  They looked like something one would see in Africa. 

Ivan explained that 60 years ago these trees were indeed imported and planted on all of the mountains in Polynesia to provide shade for the vegetation that was browning on the mountain tops.  As a result of the increased shade, the vegetation has one again turned lush green and is thriving.

By the time we left the belvedere, it was starting to rain.  Ivan and Edwin pulled the flaps down on the safari truck so that we would not get so wet.  We slipped and slid through thick mud as we descended the mountain.  

 A few times, I thought we would have to get out and push when the pudding like mud engulfed the tires.  Fortunately, we did not as our two guides were skillful drivers in these conditions.

We returned to the Yacht Club by 4:00 in the afternoon.  We had a fabulous day.  Being with Ivan and his father Edwin who were able to explain so much and answer our questions was worth the price of approximately $70 per person for the tour.  We hope to see Ivan again someday when he brings his family to California.

All is Well on Worrall Wind

Tahaa - Hit a Coral Head

We left Faaroa Baie on Raiatea on Tuesday, August 3, 2010 without an anchorage in mind.  We traveled up the northeast side of Raiatea scouting possible anchorages.  Seeing none that looked interesting, we headed to the little town of Uturoa on the northern coast of Raiatea facing the southern coast of neighboring Tahaa.  Tahaa has approximately 5,000 residents.

The possible anchorage off of Uturoa was small and full, so we crossed this off our list and headed through the well marked channel skirting a major reef area across the lagoon to Tahaa.  We spent one night in lovely Haamene Baie on the southeast side of Tahaa. 

Wednesday, Haamene, August 3

The bay was deep and well protected.  We anchored in 30 feet of water near the head of the bay and the sleepy little town of Haamene.  

This town is the only town in Tahaa with the elementary and middle school.  In Society Islands, the elementary school is called primarie and the middle school for students 10-15 years of age is called college.  Children from around the island attend these schools when they are in session.  Right now the students are on holiday and the town is very quiet.  When students are high school age, they go across the lagoon to Raiatea to attend the high school.

Haamene also has a small grocery store, post office, bank, town hall, snack bar, and church.  We had pretty much explored the town in half an hour after our arrival. Upon our return to the boat, we now had some company, Michael and Jody from California on the their 47 foot Gulfstar ketch, Savannah, home port of San Francisco. Their boat has often been mistaken as a Nauticat.  Even we were wondering from a distance if they were our twin.

We invited Michael and Jody over for wine that evening and had a nice evening getting to know them a little better.  They told us of a place they had heard of from friends that is a great place to snorkel called the coral gardens on the northwest side of the island near the motus of the Perle Hotel.   The hotel is very exclusive and rooms run about $900.00 a night.  We would be happy to anchor to the side and enjoy the same scenic beauty.

When we awoke on  Wednesday morning, the bay was absolutely still and the lighting for taking photos was magnificent so of course I took some and  here they are.

Looking out from Haamene

Morning lights on Haamene

Reflection Pond!

Russ returning from a post office, bank, and bakery run.

We left Haamene about 9:00 a.m. with the thought of going out to the Perle Hotel to anchor for the night and do some snorkeling.  Some of the scenery traveling around the island was beautiful.  Worrall Wind sailed past pearl farms, churches, and morning outrigger canoes.  

Outrigger Canoe Passes in Front of a Motu close to Coral Gardens

Bora Bora Beyond the Reef

We caught our first sight of Bora Bora from the distance of about 20 miles away.   There are red and green markers defining the deep water channel which we carefully paid attention to.  As we passed the last green marker to our starboard side, there was not another green marker within site.  To our starboard side lay the motus we wanted to go to and numerous sail boats, mostly catamarans but a few monohulls, one that was well over 80 feet long.

Coral Gardens – Almost!

We examined our charts and watched our depth sounder as we slowly approached the motus.  I could see some light blue sand areas so I went up on the bow to guide Russ over to the anchorage.  We still had 30 feet of crystal clear water under us and were less than 50 yards from the ancorage.   As soon as I reach the bow, I became alarmed at how close the coral heads seemed to be to the surface.  Before I could even register the alarm, the boat bumped up and on top of one of the heads, stopping us abruptly.  Oh sh#!! 

Now what?  No Boat US here.  Russ tried to plow forward with no avail.  I could see a clear channel to the right of us, but how to get there was the question.  Should we put up the sail, use the anchor to kedge, or just cry?  By this time one of the cruisers on his dinghy came towards us from the anchorage.

“Geez, I was just out here fishing and didn’t think these coral heads were so high,” he exclaimed.  “You look like you are two inches above the water line.”  He also told us that that the heads were at least 15 feet under the water.  Although he was quite nice and it was reassuring to know that there was someone else who spoke English nearby, he wasn’t able to really help us.  We draft nearly 7 feet loaded, so these heads were probably just under the water by 7 feet in most places.  Lesser draft sailboats and cats were able to skim the surface, we weren’t.  We weren’t listing, but high centered and stuck on a bomme.

At this point Russ decided that he was going to try and backup, but then what? Back out the way we came (backing up is always a problem with our prop walk), or thread our way forward through the narrow channel.   He put the throttle into reverse and gunned it.  We could hear our keel grinding against the bomme and slipping off.  After what seemed like an eternity and which in reality was less than 10 minutes, we were free of this monster head. 

Russ put the boat into forward propulsion as I stood on the bow pointing my arms in the direction he needed to turn and calling back to him starboard, starboard, starboard, port, port, port, more port, more port, starboard now, starboard, starboard!  We were finally in an area with blue sand an in the anchorage.  Our cruiser advisor, pointed to an area of sand about 30 feet deep sandwiched between coral heads at the bow and very shallow sands behind  the stern.  “It should be ok to anchor here,” he called.

“Thanks,” I cried my heart still pounding from being grounded and doing somersaults at what looked like a recipe for anchoring disaster, “but how do we just get out of here?” 

“Just go that way he pointed, you should have plenty of water under you,” he responded.  We waved goodbye, thanked him again,  and got the heck out of there. Wish we had come in that way, but there was nothing on the charts indicating that one way or the other was the better approach.   We may have over reacted, but we wanted at least 50 feet of water under us and 200 yards of swing room from our anchor.

Wednesday - Apu Bay – Taravana Yacht Club, August 4

We sighed with relief once the water was deep blue again, but were disappointed at having to give coral gardens a pass……at least for now.  We looked for anchorages on the coast of Tahaa, but still suffering from our near catastrophe, we opted to head for Apu Bay on the Southwestern side of Tahaa where we knew we could anchor or get a mooring buoy at the Taravana Yacht Club.

Our new son-in-law has a close friend whose father owns and operates the Taravana Yacht Club.  We had made contact with Richard the proprietor the day before and had told him we would be there in a few days…that’s when we thought we would be at coral gardens for a night or two.   There are fourteen mooring buoys in the bay in front of the club.  Fortunately, there were 3 buoys available.  We snagged one and slept far better Wednesday night on a buoy than we would have anchored between a coral head and shallow beach at coral gardens.  We were treated by a beautiful Polynesian Sunset.

The Taravana Yacht Club is a lovely open air restaurant and bar that is officially closed on Wednesday and Thursday. 

It was very quiet on Wednesday night and we had an opportunity to get to know Richard a little bit while he was not having to work. He is a great guy and sincerely enjoys having fun and making people happy.  He is a father figure for many of the young cruisers and local kids.

Roz, Richard, and Russ

Thursday – Potluck, August 5

We spent Thursday finally getting our WIFI working again, doing laundry, straightening the boat, taking a walk, and relaxing.

Laundry with a View

 We even had time to watch a coconut sprout and play hide and seek with a coconut crab.

On Thursday, even though the club restaurant is closed, Richard opens the bar and cruisers are invited to bring meat to grill on the bar-b-que and side dishes to share.  Pina Coladas are the house specialty, and they were great!  We met several other cruisers and made arrangements with the dive shop to go on a 4 x 4 expedition on Friday that would also take us snorkeling at coral gardens.  Yes!

Worrall Wind Update - Winds have died down - Up a Lazy River

UTC/Local Time: August 3 0630/August 2, 2030


The winds that have been howling for three days settled down today in the bay where we have anchored. We will make a final decision tomorrow morning whether we are leaving and venturing up to the north end of Raiatea.

Yesterday, our friends Gene and Gloria on Pincoya anchored next to us after coming across the channel in 35 knot winds and 14 foot seas, trying to set anchor in a bay south of us only to find themselves on a reef with howling winds and 3 foot windwaves. They were fortunate to get off of fringed reef with help from their sail and motor. Better yet, it doesn't appear that they are taking on any water or the boat is any worse for the grounding. The were happy to join us in the bay we are in where there is good holding, even though it got pretty windy and rainy.

Today, the four of us in our respective dinghies, ventured up the only navigable river in French Polynesia.

We were able to go into the jungle for several miles before it got too shallow for us to motor or paddle.

Unlike the jungles in Mexico, these waters were devoid of any visible wild life...turtles, alligators, birds, etc. We could hear some birds, but did not see them.

The beautiful flowers, palms, and foliage made up for the lack of wildlife. Despite the winds near the ocean, the inland water was quite calm. We came across a woman and three teenage girls in chest high water collecting shrimp and small bait fish in the foliage near the river bank.

They weren't having a lot of success, but looked like they were enjoying themselves. They may have gotten enough for evening appetizers.

Shrimp Catch

At one point, we were able to dock the boats and take a walk through an abandoned plantation with a variety of beautiful plants, butterflies, spiders, and yellow striped lizards.

There is a gentle breeze this evening and the stars are twinkling in a pitch black sky.

All is well on Worrall Wind.

Worrall Wind Update - Holed up on Raiatea

Sunset - Looking West from Fare on Huahine

UTC/Local Time: July 31 0400/July 30 1800
Latitude: 16 49.061 S
Longitude: 151 24.957 W

Update:
After looking at the Grib files and the weather forecast, we decided to leave Huahine on Friday and make our way across the channel to Raiatea. The forecast for Saturday and Sunday called for high winds, 12 foot seas and rain. Friday, although many superstitious sailors would refuse to take leave on this day, was the only reasonable window until the middle of next week. Our other choice was to stay put in Huahine.

Unfortunately, the Fare anchorage is beneath a mountain that Russ named Rainmaker. Fare anchorage can be quite gusty even in good weather.  We couldn't imagine what it would be like in the predicted high winds, so we came across the channel.
 

Waves break to the side of us as we came through Irihu Passe

We motored the whole way so that we could get through Passe Irihu and anchored behind the reef early in the afternoon. We have taken refuge in a bay called Faaroa. It provides reasonable protection, although we have measured winds of 37.8 knots and the anchor chain moans and groans. The wind calmed down last night, and has alternated between periods of calm and high winds all day today.  Of course there are also accompanying rain squalls.

 
We could have moved to a more quite anchorage, but we heard on the radio about how crowded this anchorage is. There are thankfully only a few boats here, so we don't have to worry about anyone dragging down on us.

Today, while securely anchored despite the high winds and fetch coming down the mouth of the bay, we have been listening to an audio book, Timeline by Michael Crichton, while working on projects. The sun has now gone down and it is relatively quiet. The worst of the weather is supposed to pass through late tonight and tomorrow morning then gradually abate through Tuesday or Wednesday.
There is no Internet in this bay, Drat! If you wish to contact us, please use our sailmail address and we will download by radio. In the meantime, we are reading, listening to books, splicing lines, working on projects, and just relaxing. I've actually been reading about and playing with photoshop.

All is well on Worrall Wind.