We arrived in Tahiti after breaking sailing records on the Broken Compass. We traveled 280 miles in 45 hours. We kept up with a far superior catamaran called Hasta la Vista for the passage and they generously towed us into the harbor in return for freediving 65 feet to save their anchor in Manihi. Tahiti truly is a paradise. Despite the boat traffic and booming industry, the harbor boasts clear water and 50 foot visibility. We dove two boat wrecks and a plane crash site blanketed by small reef fish. We have been enjoying the luxuries of a real city and spending time with the crew on Mega Yachts has expanded our repertoire of toys. There is a shoal with 3 feet of water where boats gather on a daily basis to play music, games and enjoy sunsets called the sand bar. Makai is quarantined from stepping on land, but the sand bar is her oyster. She is the most popular dog on the reef and she introduced us to dozens of new people. Included in these introductions were professional Heiva dancers. Tahiti demonstrates strong customs and traditions. One of the more noticeable customs is that the local girls do not wear the same amount of clothing that we have become accustom to on the beaches in the United States. So combine topless girls, professional dancers, music on the water and you have a party. Besides dancing with half naked girls and hanging out on mega yachts, Tahiti is a nice town with good restaurants and friendly people. Typical fashion: Girls wear pearls and guys wear tattoos. Walking around, we are surrounded by friends from other yachts exploring the same tourist attractions and chandleries. After the arrival of another new propeller and parts, and with a little love our outboard engine is running smoothly again. We have seen the sun set over the island of Moorea for almost two weeks now and we are headed there next.
Friday, July 30, 2010
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