Gord fixed the autopilot and we were underway for
the second time. We decided to make a whirlwind stop in Huahine
because we didn't want to miss it. And we are so glad we did. Huahine is
probably the most beautiful place on earth (so far anyway).
We arrived off the main town
of Fare, a typical Polynesian town, where life revolves around
the freight dock. The town was alive with preparations for outrigger
canoe races and the whole town seemed to be in attendance for the event.
We had a dual birthday celebration (Donna & myself) with
Maahji-Re at a little local restaurant in town. Unfortunately Gord
got very ill (something going around) and couldn't eat his meal but we got
him back to the boat and postponed the cake eating til later.
(right) A local proudly displayed his tattoo.
CIRCUMNAVIGATING THE ISLAND
Gord was well enough the following day to rent scooters with Marv and Donna
and we toured the island. It is SO BEAUTIFUL, I can't begin to describe the
lush tropical landscape, turquoise waters and volcanic terrain.
The view was spectacular once our little scooters were able to
chug and sputter their way to the top of the lookout.
the lagoon were ancient stone fish traps, still in use
today. The Polynesians have made labyrinths of stones, with
tortuous paths to confuse the fish, then a small pool at the end to trap
them. The locals are really skilled at catching fish in traps and nets,
as well as spear fishing
stopped to watch some of the sacred fresh water eels in a creek
below the road. We had seen these eels at the waterfalls.
Although Huahine is the most breath taking and
beautiful place I have ever been in my life, the stretches of white sand
beaches were pretty much gobbled up by the resorts so we took the
opportunity to enjoy the scenery over a drink.
Huahine is now our favorite island in all of
French Polynesia, the combination of anchorages, landscape, quaint
villages, and the people made it kind of the land that time forgot. In
fact the whole island looked like a planted tropical garden with such a
varied array of plants, flowers and fruit trees. And motus rested
peacefully on the tranquil turquoise water around the island.
The problem with cruising is that, no matter how
nice the place, you eventually have to move on and the clock was
ticking on our Visa so we said farewell to Endless and
made a course for Bora Bora, with a possible stop in
Raiatea for propane.
An interesting area was in a town called Maeva
(welcome in Polynesian). There were the remains of about thirty
marae (mah-RYE) – sacred enclosures or temples. Construction had
begun on them in about 900 AD and continued right up until foreign
diseases arrived with the Europeans and 90% of the population died.
Most marae had floors of big flat boulders, then big slabs of coral
rock marking the chiefs’ ceremonial platforms.
ALBUMS OF HUAHINI