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and on the morning of the 32nd day |
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Yes, it isn't a wandering sailor's mirage. It really
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and about time too by the look of Erik
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some spectacular rock formations
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and towering over the quayside as well
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Alga seems to have grown a beard in sympathy with the
skipper
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Hard to believe this is a hull but you can see where
the anti-foul has done some good ( the red bits ) as opposed to the hull
above( used to be blue bits)
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Erik cleaning the growth off the hull ( but not off
his face)
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The kids hitching a lift on the stern of the dinghy
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Hanavave village with tethered pigs
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We decided to walk over the hills from Hanavave to the
next village |
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Erik contemplating the task ahead
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Looking down at the boats in the bay. Alga is just
visible at the bottom right
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Looking back down
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The wild flowers alongside the trail
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and finally, 4 hours later, down into Omoa where we
were too tired to take any photos. Thank goodness we managed to get a
lift back by boat |
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Having sat around for a few days trying to fix all the
various engine problems and failing, we sailed out of the anchorage at
dawn and headed for
Hiva Oa. We assumed that there we would find at least a motor mechanic
of some sort but this wasn't the case so we didn't stay and
Erik fixed things at least temporarily so that we could leave for
UA POU |
