Approximately June 29 at 11:22 a.m. we conclude our first
long ocean passage with landfall in Hiva Oa, Marquesas, French Polynesia. We are delighted when “old” friends we know
from Ecuador paddle over to welcome us. We learn that another boat was dismasted the
week before and a crowd of volunteers gather daily in the parking lot to assist
with building a new mast from the wreckage.
The young owner works like a man possessed to get underway because his
sweetheart is waiting for him in Papeete.
The anchorage is about a forty minute walk from the
commercial center of town. Along the road, we snap a pic of this beach where the local school
has broad frontage. Not a
bad location eh?
This mountain hides in cloud most of the time so we snap a
photo when the mist clears.
On an excursion in a rental car shared with another couple
we tour the north side of the island and some sights along the way include
horses cooling off in the surf.
Marquesian mariners are particular about boat
design and a flat bottom will not do for beach landings in the surf. This type of boat is used for errands and
inshore fishing and often carries a small outboard.
Our arrival coincides with preparations
for celebration of Bastille Day. Here a
lady weaves palms to decorate the hall for the evening dance festival.
The Bastille Day Gala is a large undertaking for a small
town and on Hiva Oa represents a celebration of the culture of the Marquesan
people. The band is made up mostly of
drummers and the music supports the lady dancers whose moves are well
choreographed and very “hip.” The next
two photos are dedicated to our friend Andy D. back in Alaska who is an avid
and talented drummer. We hope the third
image conveys some idea of the dancing.
This drum is so tall that the drummer stands
on a stool to get a comfortable angle to beat the drum with his palms.
There are over thirty dancers who mime the planting, cultivating, harvesting, cooking and eating breadfruit. There are several costume changes, the rhythm of the drums and smiles of the island girls.
No comments:
Post a Comment