We left Moorea with expectations of a blow strong enough to leave most yachts in safe waters on the hook (anchor). Pulling anchor before sunset we made it out of the lagoon in time to see the dark clouds make their approach. The wet and rocking nightshifts were all worth it when we simultaneously hooked into two mahi mahi the next morning. Chad reeled in and self gaffed the female while I battled with the much larger bull. Chad then gaffed the male and 'landed' him in the boat. Somehow the monster flipped out of the boat to swim away with his other waiting mistresses. The struggle ended with blood on the sails and a red splatter faced Makai wrestling with the 4 foot female in the cockpit.
The reef sharks are less gregarious and circle from a close distance. 
On the dinghy ride back from the sandbar we stopped to dive with tikis (an activity we heard down the cruising grapevine). In the 1800's, European missionaries took great effort to abolish ancient Tahitian relics and statues which were not consistent with Christianity. Some locals in Moorea secretly carried huge stone statues and threw them into the lagoon waters about half a mile from shore. The tiki statues continue to lay at the bottom of the lagoon and the dive is a powerful experience. 
