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Tuamotu Atolls, French Polynesia (formerly referred to as the Dangerous islands!)

We can’t remember the last time we spent so many days holed up on the boat due to weather. But certainly this was the case for much of our time spent in the Tuamotus, the world’s largest archipelago of coral atolls that lies 500 miles south west of the Marquesas and around 200 miles east of the Society islands (Tahiti, Moorea, Bora Bora etc). With regular, sustained winds of 20+ knots and constant rain showers DSCN2301 the main goal for our time in the Tuamotus was severly impacted! Not exactly conducive weather for drift diving!

 However, we enjoyed our limited time there, and despite not making it to some of the atolls on our list, due to weather constraints, we enjoyed the few we visited.

 Highlights include, in order of the atolls we visited:

* making landfall at Tahanea atoll at daybreak after a challenging 8 day passage from the Tuamotus!

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* wandering around the tiny village of Tearavero at Kauehi atoll and meeting a few locals, including the maire (mayor), and especially the children who wanted to practice their English as they cycled around us on their bikes. Picking up very slow internet at the Post Office there, enough to upload a blog post, read a few Facebook posts, but not enough to upload photos. Relishing in the atmosphere as the supply boat offloaded supplies and the community gathered by the pier to collect their goodies. By the next morning any fresh fruit and vegetables were already long gone….

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* the anchorage in the bommie field to the west of the south pass of Fakarava atoll. Even though we didn’t get in as much diving as we would have liked we did pop ashore during breaks in the weather to walk on the lovely pink sand beaches and enjoy the tranquility and isolation here.

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* drift diving through the south pass, Tumakohua, at Fakarava. Stunning coral, particuarly in the shallows, plenty of reef fish, huge Napoleon wrasse, large schools of brown mottled grouper and the ‘wall of sharks’

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* donning our rain gear at 6.30am one Sunday morning to head in for the morning service at the oldest coral church in the Tuamotus at Tetamanu village, south Fakarava. We had been told that attending church services to hear the locals sing was a real treat. On this particular morning one of the cruisers had organised to sing. Despite the ‘service’ being attended by only 2 locals, ourselves and the cruiser and her husband, we were not disappointed. Leslie, a former professional singer has the most beautiful voice and we were treated to her moving rendition of Ave Maria.

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* the lovely leisurely 28NM sail, under headsail only, up through the Fakarava lagoon from the south pass to the north, where we anchored just south of the village by the Havaiki Pearl Farm and Resort. IMG 1015, 429 Much of the east coast is protected by landmass so, although we had plenty of wind to sail, we had no swells. When we arrived in Fakarava north we treated ourselves to a few goodies from the local minimarket and some fresh fruit and vegetables from the street stall. Provisions in the Tuamotus are few and far between and any fresh produce all but disappears within hours of the supply boats entering the villages!


* the brief but fast drift dive at Fakatahuna pass on Toau’s east coast, where I felt like Mary Poppins as I hung on to our dinghy rope and flew through the water from depths of 5 to 20 metres. By the time Eric had kitted up and entered the water to join me the drift dive was almost over!

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* the wall dive on the outer edge of the reef on Toau’s north coast. As we headed to the marker buoy for the dive spot we were accompanied by a group of spinner dolphins leaping out of the water & spinning right alongside the dinghy! Wow! The last time we were treated to spinners was in northern Zanzibar many, many years ago. What a treat! Then we arrived at the dive spot, tied our dinghy to the marker buoy and went down the buoy line into a caldera of coral swarming with myriad small, colourful reef fish. From here we swam over the edge of the caldera across to the wall. The wall dropped off as far as we could see and it felt like we were falling down, down, down. The weirdest feeling! One minute we were in 10 metres, the next we were in 30! And sooo many beautiful fish, many of which we don’t recall seeing before. (Unfortunately, no photos, as my latest underwater camera got swamped with water at the south pass in Fakarava, when the door to the battery compartment managed to suddenly pop open when I went for a quick snorkel after we had been wandering around the village taking photos. I am certainly destined not to be an underwater photographer, having lost my previous Nikon when I enthusiastically jumped in the water in Bonaire last October and suddenly found myself at 25 metres with an 18 metre camera! Having replaced that camera with a GoPro in Bonaire, which is good to 40 metres, this was stolen along with heaps of other stuff when we were robbed in Colombia less than a month later…. :( )

Well when I started this post we were in Tahiti provisioning and preparing for the Pacific Puddle Jump Rendezvous this past weekend, 24 – 26th June. This is an annual gathering of many of the yachts that crossed the Pacific from various points in the Americas, as a celebration of our achievments, a chance to reconnect and meet both cruisers and sponsors, enjoy French Polynesian culture, traditions, food and hospitality. On Saturday we all sailed (motored actually!) together across to Moorea, where the party continued on Saturday evening and all of Sunday.

The Rendezvous event was a fun weekend of activities, socialising and showcasing Polynesia and other countries across the South Pacific, all put together by a consortium consisting of the Tahiti Tourism Board, Latitude 38 sailing magazine and a host of other contributors and sponsors. It was an excellent weekend and we would like to say a big thank you to all the organisers and sponsors.

After a few days winding down here in Moorea and getting some long awaited cleaning and boat jobs done, we will head off to visit the other Society islands, before Eric’s visa expires on 18 July and we’ll move on to Tonga…..!

Marvellous Marquesas

The Captain’s comments from our 4+ weeks in the Marquesas….

After our 38 day passage from Panama City it was a genuine relief to make our 20th April landfall at Tahauku Bay, Hiva Oa, which is the first port of entry to the Marquesas Archipelago, the easternmost of the 5 far strung Archipelago’s that make up French Polynesia. (FP), a total area that is larger than Europe.


The Marquesas are visually spectacular volcanic islands that are geologically “young”. There are sheer cliffs that, at various locations, fall 300m into the ocean and, being so young there are no fringing coral reefs or in fact, very little coral at all.


The Marquesas are renowned for the abundance of manta rays in their waters. The morning of our arrival at Hiva Oa we were welcomed by 5 mantas in the anchorage. DSCN1043 At every other anchorage barring the last island of Ua Pou we saw mantas. Though they were not large, averaging about 1.5m wingspan, they were prolific in numbers. There is an abundance of plankton in the Marquesas, which limits visibility and snorkelling opportunities, but the flipside is to see these graceful creatures gliding around the anchorages feeding on the plankton. The dogs did not appreciate these intrusions into their space and we doubt that our neighbours appreciated them voicing their objections. 

There is a restricted inner anchorage at Tahauku Bay, protected by a breakwater that has room enough for about 40 yachts. It was tight so we chose to anchor outside the breakwater. The downside was that we were exposed to quite a bit of swell and movement.

 Soon after we arrived we heard the dogs barking and we went out to be welcomed by our friends, John & Sue on SV Marilyn who had arrived a few days earlier. They gave us a briefing on the anchorage, stores, local routines etc that was very helpful.

We were also delighted to meet Chuck & Linda on SV Jacaranda, whose excellent blog we had read, giving us detailed information on the various anchorages, cultural sites and general information on the islands that make up the Marquesas.

 Just before leaving Panama City , we attended the annual “Pacific Puddle Jump” presentation at the Balboa Yacht Club sponsored by the yachting magazine “Latitude 38”, the Tahiti Tourist Board and other presenters. We, along with many others, signed up with a Yacht Agency Service that provides assistance with entry procedures for non-Europeans and duty free fuel, which at half price is well worth having.

 Sandra of Hiva Oa Yacht Services was very helpful with our entry formalities. Sandra also manages the local internet services that are available under the covered awning attached to a shipping container overlooking the anchorage. DSCN1052

The total population of the Marquesas is approx 6,500, with around 2,200 living on Hiva Oa, 3,000 in Nuku Hiva and the remainder on the other islands. With such a small population, investment in support services is quite limited.

The local township of Atuona is a 4 Km walk from the anchorage. There are 3 small supermarkets and a selection of local fruit & veg. It was quite a mission to re provision as there is no public transport but on half the provisioning forays, we were given lifts by locals to whom we were very grateful.

At dusk on the evening of our arrival, I put a flying fish baited line in the water and hit the jackpot.

I had 8 fish within the hour, the majority were a smaller specie of Barracuda, each about 1 Kg. This was plenty for our freezer to deal with. After the fish drought of the passage, we, and the dogs, were very pleased to have fish back on the menu.


The first few days we sat in awe viewing the scenery from the anchorage. Such dramatic peaks, pinnacles, ridges, contours and vegetation. There is a peak above Atuona that rises to the skies and is generally covered in cloud & mist. Early morning was the time to see the peak. I was talking to an American cruiser who gave the very apt description of the Marqueasas as being like “Hawaii on Steroids”.

 3 days after our arrival we joined John, Sue & a Dutch lady, Mia, on an Island tour with a local guide called John. It was an all day event with the first stop at John’s house where his wife showed us her “Tapas”, a form of artwork made from the bark of various trees, Banyan and Breadfruit being most favoured. After preparing the bark, the locals create indigenous Marquesan designs.

 The Marquesas, according to locals, is the birthplace of the Tiki. Easter Island, Hawaii and other tiki locations descend from the Marquesas.

An hour into our trip we stopped by the roadside and hiked 20 minutes to the site of the “Smiling Tiki”. He sits with a smile and his hands on his stomach, protecting an ancient ceremonial site and village, all that is left is the foundation of boulders, which once supported a large commmunity of houses built from branches and palms.


 The Marquesans had no written language to record their civilisation and visiting the ancient ceremonial and archaelogical sites is a grim reminder of the collision of cultures during the colonial expansion period of the 1800’s. It is estimated that there was in excess of 100,000 inhabitants in the Marquesas before French occupation in 1832. By the 1920’s there were an estimated 2,000 or less than 2% of the original population living in the archapelago. Typhoid, small pox, syphilis and other diseases decimated the population.

 We travelled further on across the upper ridge of the island towards the east coast and the village of Puamau, passing through areas of dense rainforest with mist at the higher altitudes. Pine trees have been introduced since the early 1960’s and presently the high ridges have a distinct serrated skyline of large pines. There is some harvesting being undertaken but it will be a serious challenge to take trees from this difficult terrain.


Almost 3 hours into the trip we were overlooking the delightful panorama of Puamau Bay before negotiating the numerous hairpin bends as we decended into the village. There was a $3 entry fee to the site known as Ma’ae Iipona where there are numerous Tiki’s arranged in an amphitheatre overlooking the original village. The largest Tiki sculpted in French Polynesia, standing 2.8m high and known as Tiki Takaii is here (interestingly takai is the word for tall in Japanese. Coincidence??). DSCN1097 There is another of a woman lying on her stomach that experts suggest is a woman giving birth. It is a very impressive site and would have been home to hundreds of the former inhabitants.

 Later John took us to the beach front where he assembled a table from his roof rack and served us a local lunch comprised of stewed chicken, local vegetables and rice. We were invited to identify one of the vegetables. We all fell short. It was green papaya from his garden which had a good taste and texture. Almost all meals are served with bananas as part of the dish or as a side. After lunch we reversed our path two hours back to Atuona over the 50/50 paved road & unpaved track that was tough on the body. Overall it was a very good day, we traversed the island, visited most of the ancient sites, had some stunning views over land and sea and John was a very informative guide.

We also managed to procure some of the wonderful Pamplemousse, a large citrus fruit in the form of a grapefruit that is very juicy, semi sweet and very refreshing to eat.

 The modern history of Hiva Oa includes the final resting place of the famous French artist, Paul Gaugin, who spent his final years in Atuona. There is a 300 passenger specialised cruise ship that carries his name based in Papeete, which cruises French Polynesia, occasionally stopping in at the Marquesas. On our second day in port, the Paul Gaugin made one of her infrequent visits to Hiva Oa!DSCN1049

Another famous son of Hiva Oa is the Belgian born singer songwriter Jaques Brei who, like Paul Gaugin, sought personal solitude in this very remote outpost of FP. He also died a few years after his arrival and is buried there.


On Sunday 24th April we sailed across the Canal du Bordelais to Tahuata Island, looking for a more sheltered anchorage and white sand beaches. We found both! DSCN1225 DSCN1128Many of the beaches are open to the surf, so even though we were on the protected side of the island, on our first attempt to land, I got it wrong and we were unceremoniously thrown out of the dinghy into the surf. It was only a matter of sheer luck that the dinghy did not also capsize and land on us. It’s all about timing!

Later in Hanamoenoa Bay we went ashore and met Stephen, a local “Man Friday” who lives at the beach, speaks good English, is a former fisherman and is passionate about his islands and the environment. On his plot he grows limes, papaya, bananas, spices, some vegetables and of course coconuts which he trades for goods from yachts.

The next day he went to Atuona by water taxi and returned with numerous plants and 2 coconut plants. He was dropped at Amarula and I took him by dinghy back to the beach where we took some salt water when beaching. He washed the plants in fresh water from the stream and I queried him about the coconut plants. He told me that there are 40 different varieties of palms. His new plants would bear double the fruit of traditional trees and bear in 7 years rather than 10. That makes sense to me!

I caught some fish that night and we kayaked ashore with a few for Steven next morning. He set about cooking some for us, fried in his pan with oil and soy sauce along with some breadfruit on the open fire, it was very tasty.

Later we took the dinghy down to visit the main village on Tahuata, Vaitahu, where there is a magnificent Catholic church serving the population of 600. The church is of open design, built in 1987 and the attention to detail with the stone selection, laying and grouting is a fine testament to the skills of the local people. The church has large stained glass windows and as the light reflects the colours into the church, has to be seen to be fully appreciated.


 Sue and John arranged a surprise 70th birthday party for me on SV Marilyn with Chuck & Linda off SV Jacaranda, Jordy, Mia and a number of other cruisers, which was a wonderful experience. Special thanks to Sue. 

We returned to Hiva Oa on 29th April to provision after the supply ship had called, then sailed overnight down to Fatu Hiva, arriving at Hanavave Bay by 0800 the next morning. This bay is known as the “Bay of Virgins” and is rated as one of the most beautiful anchorages in the world, and we agree! It is an absolutely stunning vista with basalt rock pinnacles rising vertically from the surrounding ridges and the village, separated by a stream, nestled in the valley by the sea. The anchorage is on the north west of the island and is generally well protected with minimal swell influence.


We visited the village of about 300, noted for their skills in carving Tiki’s from wood and stone.

Whilst there we enquired about getting a goat as we were getting low on red meat. 2 days later a 12 Kg dressed goat (Lynne insisted headless) arrived by boat. We let it hang overnight then broke it down into legs for baking and portions for stewing, then it was up to the freezer to do its job.


This was the first calm anchorage since arriving in Marquesas so I went up the mast to re rig the spinakker halyard and check the rigging. DSCN1481 It was my 70th birthday and we had John & Sue and other friends for sundowners and snacks.

Every day in this anchorage we were in awe of the sheer beauty of the landscape that surrounded us. The afternoon vista changed as the sun moved from its zenith creating ever changing shadows on the hills, pinnacles and valleys as it moved to the set. DSCN1649

Prior to European settlement Hanavave Bay was known as “The Bay of Penises”. This did not go well with the French Catholic missionaries, who rearranged one letter in the name and “Voila” it suddenly became the “Bay of Virgins”. We are not too sure about how this comes about, but is a good story.

The local people are friendly, generous and very pleasantly present their artifacts for sale. We were looking to buy bananas, enquired to a woman at a house where a few bunches were hanging on the verandah but they were not for sale!

Not missing an opportunity, she gave a presentation of her excellent wood carvings of ebony and rosewood and Cat bought a small rosewood mask.

When the transaction was completed, she made a whirlwind lap of her garden and presented us with 3 pamplemousse, 1 breadfruit, 3 coconuts, 4 cooked bananas and 1 bunch of green bananas as a bonus present for buying the mask.

Later that morning we hiked up to a lovely waterfall where we had a swim in the pool. It was an hour each way and a good stretch for our still suffering “Boat Legs”.

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The next day we went the 4 Km by dinghy (17 Km by road) to visit the main village (350 people) at Omoa Bay. It is an interesting and very neat village where Lynne bought a Tapa and a beautiful local designed, Fatu Hiva sarong.

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You can find more of our Fatu Hiva photos here on Facebook 

We sailed overnight back to Hiva Oa to collect our “Duty Free Fuel Certificate” and to catch up with George & Lorna on S.V. Quatsino  who we had not seen for almost a year and who had just arrived from Panama. Just before they arrived, George caught his first fish! A 6 Kg Yellowfin Tuna so we had a lunchtime feast of sashimi, grilled tuna steaks with some fresh salad from the vege market that we rinsed down with plenty of “Clos” white wine. It was great to catch up with them after so long and the socialising carried on through the next afternoon and evening.

The next day we set off to visit the northernmost anchorage on Hiva Oa, Hanamenu Bay, where there are a few houses tucked in the valley with traditional gardens, pigs in pens and wild goats that roam the hills. We went ashore to a black sand beach for a brief walk before we were forced out by the “no see um’s” or sandflies, locally known as no-no’s, the worst we had experienced to date. Lynne’s legs were covered with itchy welts for a whole week after that delightful encounter!

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After an overnight sail we found ourselves in the very tight bay of Vaipaee, Ua Huka. I wasn’t comfortable leaving the boat, so I dropped Lynne and Catrin ashore and they went to explore and found the interesting little museum that Lynne had read about in our guide books. Here are our Facebook photos from Ua Huka  

From Ua Huka we sailed across to the very large Taiohae Bay in the Marquesas Administrative island of Nuku Hiva (population approx 3000) Whilst Taiohae bay enjoys yet another stunning backdrop to the anchorage, it is open to the South East and is subject to the entering swell. There were 70 yachts anchored there with plenty of room for at least as many more.

We managed to get some used sail material and other materials from Kevin at Nuku Hiva Yacht Services to repair our mainsail. We didn’t have the weather to comply however so it was some days later down in Ua Pou before we managed to complete the repairs! Kevin is very helpful and runs an efficient business ranging from offering clearance services to wifi to car hire to sail repairs to chandlery services…..!

There is a twice weekly early morning veg market by the dock that had sold out by 0630 the first time I went, so the next time I was an early bird at 0400 and had the best choice to stock up on the limited range of local produce.

On 12th May we motored 8 miles south to “Daniels Bay”, a well protected, calm bay set in a gorge surrounded by steep hills. It was raining hard and we were welcomed by plenty of no see um’s. 

The third highest/tallest waterfall in the world is located a 2 hour hike from Daniels Bay and after some solid rain overnight we set off in the dinghy at 0800, entered a narrow river that has a bar entrance and set off on a well marked trail to make our assault on the falls. We were joined by the 4 man crew of another vessel S.V. Rhumb Runner

The trail was quite muddy and slippery due to the rain overnight. The first river crossing, a half hour into the hike, was reasonably simple, although it was already thigh deep for some of our party! DSCN1906 The trail was a gradual incline through rainforest, where half the hike was under the forest canopy. 90 minutes into the hike we had our first glimpse of the falls and it was spectacular. It is not possible to view the total falls but we could see the sheer vertical fall estimated to be 205m.

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Onwards and upwards took us past a large archeologocal site of a former village and ceremonial site.


Just before the falls we came to another river crossing that was about 20m wide, waist deep and fast running. There were a few large boulders that retained some remnants of trees that gave us the opportunity to link hands and help each other across. It was quite challenging. DSCN1940 On the return crossing we noticed a number of eels approx 600mm long in the eddies at the river crossing. A week later we met a woman who had been bitten by an eel at this crossing, something one would not anticipate.

The effort made was well rewarded with a spectacular view of the falls that were well fed from the previous nights rains. There is a theory that half the water that passes over these falls evaporates on the way down. That may be the case in dry times but we could not imagine that being the case when we viewed them. The hike back was an easier task, but overall it was a tough 4 hour hike with spectacular scenery and well enjoyed.

Back in Taiohae Bay we hired a 4WD vehicle from Kevin (Nuka Hiva Yacht Services) for a day trip around the island. John & Sue joined us. We took a picnic lunch and set off at 0900 after a thorough briefing from Kevin on what to see and anticipate. First stop was to buy fresh Baguettes then onwards & upwards to a great view over the bay and anchorage. As soon as we stepped out of the vehicle, a woman came running across to us and gave us a bag containing 9 large avocados. Prior to and thereafter we did not see any avocados anywhere and we enjoyed them all that following week. Such a treat!

Nuku Hiva, as an island, is a photographer’s paradise, stunning views from many and varied locations and an archeological treasure trove. The eastern part of the island is green and lush with plenty of archaeological sites dotted in amongst the rainforest, waterfalls and peaks along the route from the south of the island past Controleur Bay and across to Hatiheu on the north coast. The coast road west from Hatiheu is more of a track and we were advised by Kevin to return the way we had come after having our lunch there and then take the higher, drier road across the western part of the island, passing the Marquesan Grand Canyon to the airport on the north west point. Cattle and pigs can be seen all along this route and they were once the main source of meat for the whole of the Marquesas.

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A few days after our island tour we motored east to the well protected Controleur Bay, intent on doing sail repairs, but it rained yet again. We walked on one of the few sand beaches in the bay on the lookout for a villager to buy some fresh fruit from. One of the shacks had a few lime trees, bananas and about 20 free range pigs. DSCN2114The adjacent shack/house had a larger beach area split by a creek, a plantation with approx 20 lime trees, some tall papaya trees, about 100 banana palms and at least 200 plus free range pigs. I collected a small bucket of limes that had dropped on the ground and I soon had a following of about 50 pigs!

It rained heavily overnight and next morning we made another foray ashore and I ventured into the plantation, once again in search of a resident as I did not want to take fruit without permission. Nobody there, bananas galore but I only collected more limes which had dropped to the ground and were obviously not a favourite food for the pigs. The ground had turned into a quagmire overnight as the pigs trod the paths. This time I had a following of all 200 plus pigs, a bit like the Pied Piper but slipping and skidding through the mud and rain rather than dancing down the streets. My mind started playing games and I half wondered what a catastrophy it could have been if I had slipped over and the pigs fancied fresh meat for breakfast that morning!

Had there been anyone present we would have asked if we could buy a pig, then tested the capacity and capability of our freezer.

Ua Pou was our final destination in the Marquesas. We arrived later that afternoon, greeted by a large pod of dolphins P1070179who welcomed us into Hakehatau Bay, which has arguably the most spectacular skyline of all the Marquesas. There are 9 dramatic pinacles that command the skyline, the majority of which can be reached by day hikes.


Unfortunately the anchorage was subject to a lot of wave motion and quite uncomfortable. At 1500 we ventured ashore and wandered through the sleepy village, looking for more fruit & veg before departing for the Tuamotus.

We met a local, Atai, who took us to his house where we bought some bananas and placed an order for fruit and veg which we arranged to collect the following morning.

Atai excelled. From his hillside garden he provided us with:

2 Breadfruit, 11 mangoes (some of the tastiest we have ever eaten), 3 papaya, approx 4 Kg of Manioc (Cassava root or Tapioca) 20 oranges and a full bunch of bananas, all of which he loaded into his wheelbarrow for us to take down to the dock, accompanied by his son Roderick, who returned home with the empty barrow.

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With fresh fruit it is all or nothing. To avoid any wastage we sun dried many bananas and some of the mangoes that we enjoyed for over a month later. We also froze many bananas to blend with fruit juice to make smoothies for breakfast. Limes, kept in plastic containers in the refrigerator will keep for well over a month. Although our plan was to leave later that day, we spotted a delightful, well sheltered anchorage further to the south where we spent 2 more days in good weather repairing our mainsail before setting off for the planned 420 mile passage to Raroia Atoll in the Tuamotu Archipelago.









Practising Patience on Pacific Passages!

Patience is a virtue, right?
Practice makes perfect…..
We’ve had plenty of practice so far on our Pacific passages, but we are far from perfectly patient yet!

However, when we look at this, we are once again reminded just how lucky we are and why we do what we do!


After exactly 8 days at sea, sailing from a small bay called Hakaotu in Ua Pou, Marquesas, we finally made landfall at our first atoll, Tahanea, in the stunning Tuamotu Archipelago.

Our original plan had been to sail the 420NM passage to Raroia in the central part of the Tuamotus, however the wind, when it finally started blowing 6 days into our passage, had other plans and after 2 changes of direction, we finally decided to submit and we set a course for Tahanea Atoll, an uninhabited atoll some 140NM to the south west of Raroia.

We began our passage at 1215 on Friday 19th May from the very rolly but impressive Hakahetau bay in Ua Pou DSCN2169, where we had stocked up with fruit and vegetables for the next 3 to 4 weeks.






We had been advised that fresh provisions are difficult to find in the Tuamotus and the islanders there love to trade lobster and coconut crab for fresh pamplemousse (grapefruit) and limes from the Marquesas.

As we set sail down the west coast of Ua Pou, we spotted a lovely, calm anchorage and after a couple of hours with too much wind for the spinnaker, but not enough to sail just with the headsail, we decided that, with a 420NM passage ahead of us, we would turn back and repair the main sail, which had ripped on Day 17 of our 38 day passage from Panama to the Marquesas, almost 2 months ago. When we had tried to do the repairs before leaving Nuku Hiva, after we scored some sail material and purchased some Sikaflex and sail tape from Kevin at Nuku Hiva Yacht Supplies, rain had stopped play on numerous occasions.


After repairing the mainsail, we finally departed at 0630 on Monday 23rd May. Unfortunately, we had missed the weather window, as the forecast was for light winds for the coming week, but the job had to be done and, as it turned out, our mainsail proved a godsend in the last couple of days of our passage when we had consistent 20 – 30 knot winds from the south east.

23rd – 30th May 2016 – Passage from Hakaota Bay, Ua Pou, Marquesas to Raroia Atoll, Tuamotus, French Polynesia.
Distance: 420NM
Direction: 225 degrees
Expected passage time: 4 days

Monday 23 – Winds were around 8 – 10 knots from the SE, dropping overnight to 4 – 5 knots. Slow progress, even with the mainsail & MPS, but no hurry, right…? At 2330 we dropped the mainsail.
Tuesday 24 – Wind shifted around to E, then ENE 5 – 7 knots dying down to zero by afternoon. We were lucky to make 3 knots all day and spent much of the day just drifting. Meanwhile we dessicated some coconut and froze some bananas and sun-dried others. DSCN2245Our MPS was up and down like a bride’s nightie during the early days of this passage!
Wednesday 25 – By the start of day 3 we had sailed less than a quarter of the ‘4 day’ passage distance! Sure, we could have put on the engines and motored, but the grib (weather) files were showing that whichever direction we went, other than back to the Marquesas, there would be little to no wind, so we just went with it. We made banana bread, froze more bananas and made fishcakes. And of course we read and even watched movies!

Thursday 26 – What wind we had blew from NNE and died again completely after some midday squalls, so more drifting….

Friday 27 – After 4 days at sea we had completed just 1/2 of our 420NM passage! Must be a record….. By 0900 we had to motor away from the squalls, so we were practically going backwards at this point! As the day went on, the wind picked up and so did the squalls, so we once again dropped the MPS and motored. Later in the afternoon, soon after we’d raised the MPS (yet again), the pin on the block in the spinnaker pole sheared and broke, so down came the MPS once again. By now we had more wind and decided to raise the mainsail. Unfortunately the wind changed its mind and direction yet again. It shifted round to the west, then to the SSW, which by this stage was our desired course, so we dropped the sails and motored through the night hoping for the elusive south east trade winds, which we’re now convinced are a myth!DSCN2257

Saturday 28 – By daybreak we finally had enough wind, albeit still from SSW, to raise the mainsail again. Unfortunately, as we did so we noticed a long tear between the 1st and 2nd reefing points! We put in the 2nd reef and started to finally make good progress, but the wind was certainly out to get us on this trip. Despite the grib files showing 4 – 5 knots from the NE, we were getting 16 – 20 knots from the SW by mid-morning. By midday the wind had picked up to 25 – 30 knots ON THE NOSE! By mid afternoon we were getting gusts up to 40 knots! At 1500 we hove to and waited out the winds and storms, but after battling rough, sloppy seas and almost head on winds through the night, we decided by mid-morning the next day that we really had little choice but to change course from Raroia to an atoll further to the west.
Sunday 29 – The strong winds continued through Sunday and having made the decision to change course for Kauehi Atoll, we set the sails and the wind (finally) gradually shifted around to the SE! Knowing that it would be a major challenge to head back to the eastern Tuamotus once we reached Kauehi, we decided to pinch as much east as we could and attempt to make landfall at the western end of Makemo or head for Tahanea, another 47 NM further south.
Monday 30 – As Monday progressed we continued on our course towards Tahanea. Unless we could get to Makemo before late afternoon it wasn’t worth risking entering the atoll as the Tuamotus are renowned for challenging passes and strong current as you enter the lagoons and it is vital to pick your times to enter and exit. DSCN2289 We slowed the boat down on dark so we could continue through the night in time to arrive at the pass into Tahanea at daylight.
Tuesday 31 May – What a beautiful starlit sky as we drifted outside the pass until daylight. By 0630, just 8 days after departing Ua Pou, we had dropped the anchor inside the lagoon at Tahanea, ready for a well-deserved rest!



Distance from Hakaota Bay, Ua Pou to Tahanea Atoll: 522NM as the crow flies
Actual distance travelled: 776NM!
Time: 8 days
Average speed: 4 knots

Postscript Saturday 4th June:
Having finally found an atoll with wifi, we have had a day of solid rain, not exactly conducive to going ashore and sitting on the wall outside the post office trying to pick up wifi and upload blog posts!! At least our water tanks are now completely full and we’ve had a pleasant onboard day getting these posts ready to upload when we finally do pick up the internet. Hope you enjoy them :) DSCN2301

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We are hoping to do some diving here in the Tuamotus, but so far we’ve had too much wind and rain to get out and explore. We have another couple of weeks here before we head to Tahiti for the Pacific Puddle Jump Rendezvous over the weekend of 24 – 26th June.

If you haven’t checked out our photos from the Marquesas, you can find them on our Facebook page

And remember, when we are on passage we will continue to send our progress reports to this link using our HF radio and we will pick up any emails sent to us via the contact page on our website
We will not be able to check Facebook though, so any comments and messages will only be picked up when we get access to the internet, which is something of a challenge when crossing the Pacific!

We have very limited bandwidth to post photos on our blog at present, but here the links to the Marquesas photos we have shared on our Amarula Sail Facebook page.

Photos from Fatu Hiva on Amarula Sail Facebook page

Photos from Tahuata

Photos from Hiva Oa

Photos from Ua Huka

Photos from our Nuku Hiva day trip and Daniel’s Bay

We will post more photos when we can…..

More of our albums from the past few years are here

38 days at sea! Really….!!!

Yes, that’s how long our passage from Las Perlas, Panama to Hiva Oa, Marquesas, French Polynesia took. With little to no wind for most of it and a couple of issues with sails/ damaged blocks etc we had a record slow trip. The good news is we didn’t have any truly adverse weather :)

Hope you enjoy the photos. More great photos below from our crew member Catrin, who has shared many photos on her Facebook page Adventures At Sea

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First Mate’s musings:

Day 20, not even half the distance into our Panama to Marquesas passage…. what a challenging trip!
After weeks of checking the weather on various sites prior to departure, in particular, we elected to stay north of the Galapagos for the initial part of the trip, as predictions were for very light winds, so by staying at around 2 degrees north we picked up strong favourable currents. These currents enabled us to drift during these windless days and nights at a speed of around 2.5 to 3 knots. Every few days we picked up the weather grib files via the HF radio sailmail system and winds were consistently non-existent for most of the area west of the Galapagos, so we eventually started to make our way south/ south west in search of the south east trade winds. Unfortunately this meant a lot of motoring. We tried just about every sail configuration with various levels of frustration! But no, there was simply not enough wind for most of the time until we reached 5 degrees south.
For the first 2 weeks we had hardly any wind, no rain and no fish, except for 2 large trevally, which Eric caught on the first day.


We spent days drifting about in hot, muggy conditions, the highlight being an occasional swim with water frisbee for the boys!

When the wind finally kicked in during the start of week 3, not long after we crossed the equator (Cat was on watch & took this great shot!) along with rain, rain and more rain, we encountered ‘a series of unfortunate events’…..
First of all, during Cat’s early evening watch on Day 15, there was a loud bang. Eric was asleep down below so I went outside to check the cockpit. Everything appeared to be in order, but about 10 minutes later, another much louder bang and this time I saw the gate swinging open at the back of the boat and when I looked up, the boom was way out to starboard with the preventer pulling the starboard guard rail out of whack. I ran up to the wheelhouse to winch in the boom, but nothing happened and it was then that we realised that the main sheet block had snapped and the boom was swinging freely! Thank goodness we had the preventer on! Eric was soon on deck and somehow, between the 3 of us, in the dark, we had the boom in the crutch and managed to lower the mainsail.
Once again, back to slow sailing with the head sail…..
A couple of nights later, the wind kicked in again after 2 painful days of motoring/ drifting without even a current to help us along, so we raised the mainsail.
Eric had fixed the block by this time, but soon after dark the wind seemed to shift and Cat tried to steer us back on course, but nothing she could do would bring the boat round, so I started the engines to drive the boat round. We had been having a problem with our port rudder and we wondered if the steering had gone, but when we looked up there was a tear right across the top section of the mainsail! Once again we dropped the sail and limped along at a measly 1 – 3 knots…..
The next day we checked the damage and realised that, when the main sheet block broke and the boom swung out, the main sail must have got punctured by the top spreader on the mast and when we next raised it and the wind picked up, it got hold of the hole and tore it right across the sail. So now we were without a mainsail again.

By this time we were at 5 degrees south and the winds were slowly starting to kick in more consistently, yet light enough to run the spinnaker (the brand new one, which we’d been waiting for just before we left Panama). After many days of well under 100 nautical mile runs, we were finally on track for a good 100+ NM day, when Cat yelled out and the spinnaker came tumbling down. What NOW??!!!
Way up at the top of the mast, the spinnaker block had broken and the halyard snapped, so down came our brand new sail, splash into the water getting caught up around the starboard hull. Eric had to get in the water to untangle it, whilst Cat and I carefully hoisted it back onboard. After assessing the damage we noticed a couple of 2 small tears, which we ultimately repaired, once the rain let up enough. The most upsetting part is that the sail wasn’t even a month old and we had made the decision to invest in this new sail after a number of go bads with our old spinnaker and now, here we were again, with a damaged mainsail and a damaged spinnaker – reminiscent of our passage from Trinidad to Bonaire in October last year, both of which were repaired in Cartagena after our horrible piracy attack in Taganga, Colombia. This was all too much for me and I took myself off to have a good old cry whilst watching a beautiful double rainbow over the horizon.

Another week down the track and rain daily, so any sail repairs remained in abeyance, however we had pretty good runs averaging 125NM just with our head sails. We were all beginning to get cabin fever with the overcast, rainy days and choppy seas and dreaming of the delicious pineapples, mangoes and all the other goodies we hoped to find in the Marquesas
(Note: sadly it seems that now is not the season; no mangoes, no pineapples, no avocadoes etc!!. We were told by a local tour guide that we should have been here 3 months ago. People couldn’t give all their fruit away and it was littering the ground all over the island!!)

The good news is we finally had some luck with the fishing and landed a small yellowfin tuna on day 19 (the big one got away…) and a wahoo a couple of days later.


Since arriving in the Marquesas Eric has made up for his poor ‘on passage’ record by catching plenty of fish most nights, at dusk, off the back of the boat, so fish is back on the menu!


One that we threw back, due to the possibility of ciguatera…. too big…

From time to time we were visited by various birds, including swallows, red-footed boobies etc,


and occasionally we had dolphins swimming in our bow wakes. On day 20 we enjoyed the company of a good sized pod of pilot whales, but other than that not much to report, except of course, for the glorious sunrises, sunsets, moon and stars miles away from anywhere :) Absolutely, one of my favourite aspects of being on long passages!

Yet another stunning sunset at sea

Yet another stunning sunset at sea

Finally in week 5 we enjoyed a few days of comfortable downwind sailing and made some progress with our sail repairs. Eric managed to rig an external halyard for the spinnaker

Eric rigging a temporary spinnaker halyard

Eric rigging a temporary spinnaker halyard

Whilst we were all definitely ready for some fresh fruit and vegies Cat and I used the time at sea to do the 5:2 Fast Diet, which made us feel less guilty about the home-made bread rolls and Ghiradelli Triple Chocolate brownies on the non-fast days! I had also kick-started my weight loss by doing the 10 day Ketopia body reset plan, which I started a few days into the passage. With all the boat movement I was unable to weigh myself accurately, but I did lose an inch off my waist, hips, thighs & chest!! Unfortunately, now in the land of baguettes, French cheeses and pates, not to mention getting back to socialising* with old and new friends, keeping the weight off may prove somewhat more challenging!

Eventually by the start of week 6 (Yes!! week 6) we could finally see the light at the end of the tunnel and expected to arrive in the Marquesas by mid-week, at least a week later than initially expected. Despite starting the week with fair winds and a pleasant downwind sail (and hope!), the wind once again died by day 3 of week 6 and we decided that, if we wanted to make landfall in daylight we would need to motor the last few hours….. We finally dropped anchor at 1620 Marquesas time on Wednesday 20th April, some 38 days, 4 hours and 5 minutes since departure!

Entering Hiva Oa anchorage, Marquesas, French Polynesia on day 38

Entering Hiva Oa anchorage, Marquesas, French Polynesia on day 38

Meanwhile we made a large dent in our book and movie collections and enjoyed the offline time, which it seems that now we’ve arrived in French Polynesia, offline time will continue barely unabated! Wifi and local data sim cards here are extremely elusive, so please don’t expect too many updates and certainly the former Facebook chit chat I loved to induldge in will be a rare luxury, but I am certainly thinking of all our friends and family all around the world. Miss you heaps and hope to hear from you as and when we get a chance to check in!

Captain’s comments:

This passage is one of the longest in the world and is a LOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG way!
Panama City is located at 08 Degrees 53 Min North, 078 Degrees 41 West
Hiva Oa is located at 09 Degrees 50 Min South, 139 Degrees 01 West

Monday, 18th April 2016 (Day 36)
It does not get much better than this!
We are 250 miles out from our landfall, 0300 hours, almost full moon, clear sky, bright stars and we are sailing directly downwind on our rhumb line, with both head sails winged out with a breeze of 13 knots and our boat speed varying between 5 and 6 knots.
At this rate we should make our landfall at Hiva Oa in the Marquesas in 2 days….. (hmmm, wind died at daybreak…)

For weeks prior to our departure we had studied the weather patterns to determine which way to go to pass through the Inter Tropical Convergence Zone (ITCZ), commonly known as “The Doldrums”.
There are 2 options:
1) To immediately head south/southwest to around 4 Degrees S before heading west
2) Generally follow the Rhumb Line to 2 Degrees North then head west, taking options to make South, as and when available
We had advice on weather patterns, current conditions, anticipated speed and time frame in the forecast conditions up to the time we set out and chose to follow the Rhumb Line option.

We left Panama City and sailed 35 miles south to the Las Perlas Islands where we careened Amarula to clean the bottom and touch up our anti fouling for a clean passage. We spent a few more days exploring the more remote islands in the group before setting off at 1645 on Sunday 13th March (Panama time).

*Had a lovely get together in the anchorage the other night when friends we’d met in the Caribbean a couple of years ago threw a surprise early birthday party for Eric before they took off to Fatu Hiva!

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The Marquesas here we come!

Enjoying yet another stunning sunset at Contadora as we complete our final preparations before sailing off across the vast Pacific Ocean on what will be our longest passage yet. Possibly a whole month at sea before we reach the Marquesas!

Sunset at Contadora, Las Perlas, Panama

Tomorrow we careen the boat and give her a good bottom scrub, then we’ll be on our way as soon as the wind decides to blow :)
Meanwhile we have updated a few of our website pages.

Check out our Find Us page and our revised Marine Consultancy page with details of our new BOAT INSURANCE agency!
Please note:
Even though we will NOT see any Facebook messages for the next few weeks you can still contact us via the form on our Contact page

If you want to follow our passage, you can check this link to see our progress and where we report from


So, at last we start to make our way across the Pacific Ocean and are excited to visit the numerous Polynesian islands en route. The lush, towering islands of the Marquesas in French Polynesia will be our first landfall, followed by the flat, turquoise atolls of the Tuamotos and eventually those classic dreamlike names, Tahiti, Moorea and Bora Bora.

More to follow…..!


Bottom all clean and we’re raring to go! The boys had a great time on the beach :)

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Pacific Passage Preparation and Planning

Oh dear, for the past 2 months I have had good intentions of posting all about our wonderful San Blas experience, but it’s already the end of February and I still haven’t got around to it…..
With all the preparations for our upcoming Pacific crossing, not to mention the Panama Canal transit and our visitors, Cathy & David from UK, it has been a hectic few weeks. So the San Blas photos and story will simply have to wait…. for now….. but just to whet your appetite, here are a few photos :)

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We plan on setting sail within the next week to the Marquesas, French Polynesia, and there is still so much to do! We had an engine problem that has not yet been resolved, although we’re hopeful that Eric has finally figured it out. Fingers crossed on that one!! Plus our MPS (multi-purpose spinnaker) blew out when we sailed down to Las Perlas the other week after only just being repaired, yet again, in Colombia! First time it blew out was on the sail from Saldanha Bay in South Africa to Luderitz, Namibia back in late 2011.


Our first MPS repair in Walvis Bay, Namibia in 2012


Our most recent MPS repair job, done in Cartagena, Colombia, December 2015



We’ve had some great sails with this MPS though and consequently we decided it was not worth risking it on the long Pacific crossing, so we have ordered a new one from the sailmaker in Australia who made our original sails. It is due to arrive any day, along with our new watermaker! For 7 years in East Africa we used our watermaker daily and one of the greatest aspects of having it was that we were able to share pure, clean drinking water with people we met in isolated islands on our travels. It was a Godsend and in fact, we were once told we were sent from God when we rocked up to Okuza island south of Mafia island in Tanzania and gave about 200 litres of water to a group of fishermen who had been waiting for their supply boat, which had been delayed by a few days.

Okuza island, Tanzania. The thirsty fishermen are off in the distance, under the tree.

Okuza island, Tanzania

They had run out of food and water and were desperate, so we took one of them with us and dropped him off at an island further south where he was able to get transport to the mainland to go for assistance. With the El Nino year and lack of rain in certain regions, it made sense to finally replace our original watermaker, which broke down in southern Mozambique when we were heading to South Africa, late 2009. After numerous attempts to get it repaired Eric gave up and has been hauling water in jerry cans for the past 6 years! At almost 70 years old, I think it’s time he starts to take things easy, although he has other ideas….!!

It’s not been all work these past few weeks since we arrived on the Pacific side of the Panama Canal though. We’ve enjoyed a couple of weeks in Las Perlas islands just south of here and just by the anchorage in Panama City we’ve spotted sloths on a few occasions!

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During the next few months, as we sail in the South Pacific, we expect to have even more limited access to cyberspace than usual! We will have our HF radio email, which has been our trusty companion on each of our ocean crossings (Indian Ocean 2002, Atlantic Ocean 2012 and now the Pacific Ocean 2016). The best way to contact us is to send a message via our Contact us page on this website, as I have it linked to an email which will be forwarded to our HF radio email.

We do still have the IridiumGo, which I bought back in October, but I haven’t had a chance to really get it up and running, as I am still struggling with configuring and organising the new Windows computer after 8 years of living with Macs! Grrrr!!! We’ve been trying to sell the IridiumGo, as it was really a luxury item above and beyond our requirements and since our pirate attack and all the other expenses we were hoping to cash it up before we set sail, but so far no takers….. Maybe I’ll figure out how it works between here and the Marquesas! Wish me luck!

As one gate closes, another one opens…..


SV Amarula in the Miraflores locks (webcam screenshot courtesy of Nicole, Eric's daughter watching from Australia!)

SV Amarula in the Miraflores locks (webcam screenshot courtesy of Nicole, Eric’s daughter watching from Australia!)

OMG we did it! After years of anticipation, knowing that, one day, if we were to complete a circumnavigation, we would either have to go through the Panama Canal or face a long, possibly treacherous sail around Cape Horn….. (that was never on the cards!)

With our trusty crew (line-handlers) of Cathy Stephens, jeweller extraordinaire and her intrepid travel partner David, along with our sailing buddy, John from SV Aeeshah, we had a wonderful, exciting and FUN transit!

Our trusty crew at beer o'clock!

John, Cathy & David (l to r). Our trusty crew at beer o’clock!

Our Canal transit preparations began when we sailed to the Flats anchorage on Sunday 10th January ready for the PCA (Panama Canal Authority) Admeasurer to arrive on Monday 11th January to start the process.

Our personal Ship Identification Number for the Panama Canal transit

Our personal Ship Identification Number for the Panama Canal transit

Once we had received our paperwork from the Admeasurer we relocated to the tight, rolly anchorage off Club Nautico next to the cruise ship dock, where we met with our agent, Erick Galvez, to finalise the transit formalities and wait for our date and time. There was no shortage of entertainment with 2 cruise ships in port and the rapid turn around of numerous container ships just across the channel from us.

Club Nautico anchorage at Colon, by the Cruise ship dock

Club Nautico anchorage at Colon, by the Cruise ship dock

The anchorage was convenient with a supermarket and shopping mall a few minutes walk away, a fabulous meat, and fresh market a short taxi ride away and readily available fuel and water at the dock next to Club Nautico. Cathy and David arrived early on the Tuesday morning after a fascinating train trip on the historic Panama Railway from Panama City, which was built in 1855! We joined them with their taxi driver for a drive to the market to stock up on fresh fruit, vegetables and meat, then we drove up to Gatun Lake to see where we would be spending the first night of our transit after going through the Gatun locks.

Panama Railway circa 1855

Panama Railway circa 1855

Erick rang us to say that our transit was to be late in the afternoon of Thursday 14th January, so we contacted our 4th line-handler, John, who was at Shelter Bay marina and he joined us Wednesday afternoon so we could all spend a less rolly night at anchor in the The Flats anchorage and wait for our Advisor to join us later on the Thursday afternoon. With Africa in common, John was born in Kenya and Cathy was born in Rhodesia and has been holidaying in Kenya for many years, there was no shortage of stories flying around the cockpit, punctuated by David’s witty jokes and anecdotes.

Lynne tightening the lines

Lynne tightening the lines

It was quite late on Thursday afternoon when our advisor arrived, so by the time we reached the first of the 3 Gatun locks, it was getting dark. We were all slightly apprehensive, not knowing exactly what to expect and we were asked to tie up alongside a smaller, sports fishing boat against the lock wall. Eric declined this option, as there was potential for damage by putting a heavy aluminium boat (us) alongside a smaller fibreglass boat, especially with the amount of turbulence that is created as the lock floods. Consequently, we had to wait for the next lock and darkness was falling fast. In fact, it was quite exciting with all the bright lights, however there was considerable turbulence and Cathy and Lynne had to hold tight to their lines until securing them around the winches, slowly taking in the slack as the lock flooded. We had plenty of time to take photos and share them on Facebook between our linehandling duties and it was fun to hear from friends and family who were following us from all around the world! On the second day a few photos popped up in our Facebook feed as Eric’s daughter Nicole and other friends posted screenshots from the Canal webcams!

SV Amarula in the Miraflores locks (webcam screenshot courtesy of Stephany on SV Endless Pleasure in the Caribbean!)

SV Amarula in the Miraflores locks (webcam screenshot courtesy of Stephany on SV Endless Pleasure in the Caribbean!)

After a successful run through the first 3 locks, we were guided to pick up a buoy in Gatun Lake for the night and our advisor left us with instructions to be up early ready for the next advisor to join us for the rest of the transit.

Sunrise on Gatun Lake. Guess who was anchored nearby? Yes, it was our Miraflores lock buddy Islamorada!

Sunrise on Gatun Lake. Guess who was anchored nearby? Yes, it was our Miraflores lock buddy Islamorada! Apparently this had been Al Capone’s rum runner back in the days of prohibition!

We were up with the sun and waited…. and waited…. until eventually our advisor, Roy, was dropped off at around 1030 on Friday 15th January. He advised us that we needed to be at the first of the Pacific locks by 1330, which meant a 30 mile trip in 3 hours! Hmmmm, no bueno bwana!

Roy wasn’t unduly worried and suggested we just get there as fast as we could. Apart from the time constraints for being in the first lock, we had a pleasant 28 mile motor from our overnight mooring in Gatun Lake. The channel wends its way between small islands and occasionally it’s possible to see various birds and animals. Some cruisers have been lucky enough to spot jaguar at the water’s edge on occasion. Part way through I asked Roy about a boat that was moored off one of the islands and he said it was a research boat and the island actually belonged to the Smithsonian Institute and scientific research is continually carried out there.

Smithsonian Tropical Research Institute, Barro Colorado Island in Gatun Lake

Smithsonian Tropical Research Institute, Barro Colorado Island in Gatun Lake

Other than this, our passage was fairly uneventful. It was fascinating to watch the huge ships passing each other, especially in the narrow Gaillard Cut as they approached the Pacific locks.

Ships that pass.... in the canal

Ships that pass…. in the canal

We reached the Pacific locks quite late in the afternoon, but still in daylight, so it was much easier for our followers to spot us as we entered the locks and we’re grateful for the screenshot photos posted on Facebook, a couple of which we have shared in this post. Initially we expected to tie up in the centre as we had done in the Gatun locks, but last minute we were advised to tie up alongside a wooden tourist boat at the starboard side of the lock. It was full of German tourists all taking photos and bemused by Chui & Scrumpy running around the deck barking at them all! We soon discovered that the boat we tied up to had once been Al Capone’s rum running boat between Cuba and Florida during prohibition, so it had quite a history attached to it!

Goodbye Islamorada! It was fun sharing the locks with you :)

Goodbye Islamorada! It was fun sharing the locks with you :)

By the time we untied from Islamorada for the last time the excitement was palpable as the enormous gates opened to welcome us into the Pacific Ocean, ready for huge tides and a very long passage ahead of us. Roy, our advisor, accompanied us as far as Balboa Yacht Club where we said our goodbyes and a big thank you and we handed our lines and fenders to the tender from the club to be returned to Erick, our agent. What a fantastic experience!

Thanks Roy for a wonderful experience!

Thanks Roy for a wonderful experience!

It’s 14 years this year, since we set sail from Australia and our plan is to be back there (or close by) at the end of this year. Could we keep going? For sure, but Eric is ready for some family time before the grandkids grow up too quickly and make him a great grandpa!! Who knows, maybe our course across the Pacific will take a turn towards South East Asia, but the plan for now is New Zealand and ultimately Australia, preferably to deliver Amarula to her new owner there…. 😉 Could that be you?


Blackpool girl meets Blackpool Tower in the Panama Canal zone!!

Who’d have thought that a Blackpool-born and bred girl like me would feel at home thousands of miles away from Blackpool?

Blackpool Tower ship 01 Blackpool Tower ship 02 This was the ship that sailed in to the container port across from us, whilst we waited at Club Nautico in Colon, for our Panama Transit!

Definitely, an auspicious sign…..

So, here we are waiting in the Flats anchorage for our transit later this afternoon, Thursday 14th January, 2016. Our transit time is 1630 today, when the assigned Advisor boards our vessel and guides us to the first of the locks, Gatun Locks, around an hour’s transit time from here .Here is the link for the Gatun Locks webcams. We expect the transit time for the 3 locks to be around 90 minutes and we should be through by around 7pm (local time = midnight GMT) after which we will drop off our Advisor and spend the night anchored in Gatun Lake.

Tomorrow morning we will pick up the Advisor at around 0700 to continue the transit, which we expect to complete by around 1600 tomorrow afternoon. Stay tuned to our Facebook page for updates and times of the transit through the final set of locks, the Miraflores locks. The link for the Miraflores locks webcam is here. If you are not a Facebooker and would like an email update of our transit through the locks, please send us a message and we will do our best to keep you updated!

Waiting in the Panama Canal zone

Waiting in the Panama Canal zone

Read about our Panama Canal transit here

Decisions, disasters, and a new destiny!

Cartagena at night

Cartagena at night

Well 2015 what can we say….
First of all we will take this opportunity to wish you all a very Merry Christmas and a happy, healthy and prosperous New Year.
Earlier this year, after much discussion and deliberation, we finally made the decision to return to Australia after many years living aboard our lovely floating home, SV Amarula, slowly making our way around the world.
Having made the decision we began preparing ourselves and our home (see the haulout photos here) for the final part of our journey together, beginning with the Caribbean crossing, followed by the Panama Canal transit and finally our longest ocean passage yet….. across the Pacific and back to Australia!
The plan is to be home with family by this time next year and we are very much looking forward to seeing everyone again, as it has been way too long.


New Year’s Eve onboard SV Amarula in Sydney Harbour 2001. Maybe we’ll make it back for a 15 year anniversary celebration!!

SV AMARULA IS FOR SALE and we hope to find her a new, loving owner/s as soon as we are across the Pacific. We will soon add a FOR SALE page to our website, which we hope you will share for us.

Our distance from family and everything familiar and friendly was recently brought ‘home’ to us (literally) when we experienced what can only be described as (one of) our worst nightmares, a boarding and robbery by armed pirates whilst we were anchored in a beautiful bay in Taganga, Colombia, South America….. (story & reports here)
Not only did we and our floating home survive, despite huge financial & emotional losses, we were overwhelmed by the outpouring of love, support and offers of assistance from friends, family and even strangers from all around the world. For that we are truly grateful.

Taganga Bay sunset

Taganga sunset, one of our happier memories of this lovely bay

We are now enjoying exploring the stunning San Blas islands off the northern coast of Panama, to the east of the Panama Canal, before we meet up with friends mid-January to do the transit.

Scrumpy enjoying his favourite activity on his birthday in the San Blas islands

Scrumpy enjoying his favourite activity on his birthday in the San Blas islands

After leaving Taganga, we sailed to Cartagena, a city which has been on our bucket list for many years and for the most part we were not disappointed, except that much of our time was spent on logistics, such as sourcing an outboard motor & a computer, plus organising new credit cards etc, which Australia Post in their infinite wisdom managed to mistakenly mail to South AFRICA instead of South America, so we are still without those…… no doubt lost in the bowels of the South African postal system…..

Wandering the streets of the old city

Wandering the streets of the old city of Cartagena

The highlight of Cartagena was wandering around in the old walled city amongst impressive buildings dating back to the early 16th Century, further enhanced by the sparkling Christmas lights at night time. One of our favourite hang outs was the Plaza by the Palace of the Inquisition, where various performers entertained the crowds, and hawkers sold everything from art work to beer & ice creams. One evening we thoroughly enjoyed the music of a young couple, one of whom played the clarinet accompanied by the young man playing the didgeridoo, of all things!!


One of the many plazas with hawkers, entertainers and streetside cafes

The story of San Pedro Claver was particularly touching. He was a Spanish nobleman and priest who dedicated his life in Cartagena to helping the slaves as they were brought off the slave ships. The museum and church dedicated to him are well worth a visit. He was the first saint to be canonized in the Americas and his remains lie in a glass coffin at the altar of the church, in front of which many weddings take place. I am not sure that having this as a back drop for my wedding photos would be my choice, but it doesn’t seem to bother the numerous couples who marry here!

San Pedro de Claver church

San Pedro de Claver church

We can highly recommend the Free Walking Tour of Cartagena. Our English speaking guide, Edgar, shared his passion and intimate knowledge of his city over a 2 hour tour taking in all the sights in the old city. Excellent!


Botero’s Fat Woman monument

Later we visited the impressive fort with its thick walls and winding passageways, the largest fort ever built by the Spanish in the Americas. The guides within the fort were missing out on customers on the day we visited, because the powers that be had suddenly, without any warning or notification, decided to charge ALL foreigners (even from other South American countries) a rate of US$10, rather than the advertised 17,000 COP (approximately US$5) simply because the Colombian exchange rate had dropped to its lowest low against the dollar!! Naturally most people simply walked away in disgust, so the fort was much quieter than on a typical day….. I wonder if the world will ever wake up to the fact that not everyone who travels is American & carries pockets full of USD?!! Ho hum…

San Felipe fort, reputedly the oldest Spanish fort in the Americas

San Felipe fort, reputedly the oldest Spanish fort in the Americas

The vibrant Plaza de Trinidad is a great way to mix with the local social scene, whilst savouring tasty street food and beers at a fraction of the price within the old city. We bumped into the friends who had helped us by loaning us an outboard engine when we first arrived in Cartagena, so they showed us how to find our way around the various food stalls and explained what was what, thankfully!

IMG_0738 Plaza Trinidad

Wedding at the church in Plaza Trinidad.

Anyway, I will leave it here, as New Year is almost upon us and I want to post this before we sail out of range again.
Whilst there are fewer photos than normal in today’s post, we hope you will visit our Facebook page to see more photos and please bear with us whilst we are still getting our communications back to anything even remotely like before.
Meanwhile we look forward to hearing from you and your news.
We have received a number of your emails with news attached, but again, we are not always able to download & read these attachments until we can get to better internet, but keep them coming & we’ll read them & respond when we get the chance.


Moving on

In the early hours of Wednesday morning 2 weeks ago today we were boarded and robbed at gun point in Colombia. You can read about it here with the follow up reports for the cruising networks.

We have had plenty of people reaching out to support us, which has been heartwarming, however there’s not much that can be done from a distance and finding replacement items (necessities such as outboard engine, computer, camera etc) in a country where you don’t speak the language is quite a challenge, but we’re getting there…. slowly!

The good stuff (Mac computers, good cameras, watches, all my jewellery collection*, etc) is gone forever and we are now making do with cheap stuff, anything we can find second hand & a few handouts (camera, watches, etc) that we are most grateful for! *Do you know how annoying it is when you report stuff on Facebook forums & some idiot (male of course) makes this dumb comment: “So you’re more upset about the jewelry than the outboard, it seems.” Of course I’m more upset about the jewellery,  it’s irreplaceable.  I am not emotionally attached to an outboard engine! Grrr. … it’s inconvenient but replaceable. ….

Anyway this post is not to go over what has gone before, but to move forward. I am not able to post photos at this time, but hope to very soon.

We had heard many good things about cruising the Colombian coast from cruising friends and despite what happened, we did love the anchorage and hiking around Taganga Bay and now we are in Cartagena and loving exploring this fascinating, colourful & vibrant city.

Photos to come! Stay tuned!