25/5/2010 Well we finally did it we left Australia. We are officially out
of Australian waters and in the middle of the Coral Sea on route to the Louisiades SE of Papua New Guinea. We have been sailing
for just over 55 hours and are about half way there. It is a bit rolly (and we are not really capable of doing a whole lot)
but other than that the trip has been a lot easier than I thought an ocean crossing was going to be. There is nothing to see
out here except lots of water. We had a school of fish swimming with the boat that wouldn't take a lure even though we
were practically donging them on the head with it, a bird flew into our wind generator (not sure if it is ok?), and we have
seen one other lonely yacht in the distance.
We are sleeping a lot and taking turns to keep watch. Darien is entertaining herself with a bundle of DVD's
we got on Ebay before we left Cairns. She announced yesterday that sailing is boring! - I only hope she likes the places we
see in between.
29/5/2010.
Deaucateau Is to Motorina Islansd.
We pulled up anchor early Saturday morning leaving this beautiful uninhabited Island. We are keen to meet the people of
the Louisiades so headed to Motorina Island 16nm to the east. Motorina has a population of around 400 people (nobody is quite
sure exactely how many) but as we were to find out the majority of them are chrildren, some adults and very few old people.
It is also one of the few islands with a school (primary and elementary).
We had been constantly reminded about how little these people have and how they
love to trade for simple commodities like rice, sugar, fishing hooks, clothing, pens, pencils and copy books. We were well
prepared with lockers full of rice and kilos of sugar which we broke down into smaller tradeable sizes.
Turning Byamee into the anchorage at Motorina was like stepping
back in time. The small village was was picture perfect . We dropped the anchor in 15 metres of water, there were chrildren
everywhere paddling around in dugout canoes with little outriggers. Shouts and screams followed - the Dim Dims are here! (the
people of P.N.G. call us white folk Dim Dims no idea were it originated).
The people are just delightful and so welcoming. We were invited to walk around the Island as we pleased, shown
through the school and attended a church service. They have no electicity, so all cooking is done over fire. They have a well
for water to bathe and wash clothes (too salty to drink), use tank water for drinking water (resorting to coconut juice when
this runs out). They have livestock and gardens producing beautiful fruit and vegetables to trade. The livestock is really
only pigs and chickens and on special religious events a pig is killed and there is a huge The neighbouring village on the
same Island (where the school and church are) is currently building an amazing boat (approximately 40ft). They have made the
frame and are waiting for more materials to continue work. They have the wood, skills and tools just not the nuts and bolts
to put it together. The purpose of the boat is to be able to get to and from Alutau for supplies which is too far to get to
in their dug outs. They do have some boats with outboards but just don't have any fuel for them. Regardless of what they
don't have they are so happy and live such a culturally full life. When things run out they just wait for the next opportunity
to get more - it really doesn't seem to bother them.
It is so amazing that they have school, church and a whole community functioning
perfectly without any of the things we think are essential. Their land and water is pristine and they don't have a garbage
problem because everything they have is grown and totally biodegradeable. Their houses are clean and free of clutter because
there is nothing to clutter them with. They sing and cook by the fire in the evenings and everyone helps with the work during
the day. The kids have to do quite a bit of the work too. The only trouble is that there is no way to earn money and money
is needed to send the children to school. If they don't have the money the children just don't go to school.
Having arrived at Motorina Is early on Saturday and spending
Sunday there we were inundated with kids in dugout canoes wanting to trade. I think the kids get sent out because they are
so adoreable that you just can't say no to them. By Sunday afternoon it was getting a little overwhelming, there were
so many boats around ours we could not even go for a swim. I tried to have a lie down only to have little faces appear in
the portholes. We had the same problem in the toilet too. They are very polite and do go if you ask them to but it just so
hard to send away people who so desperately want just a little rice or clothes for their kids. We traded so many things and
all the excitement was because of how much these things meant to them. We realised later that it was also so full on because
we were the first yachts to arrive this year and being the weekend the kids were not in school. We decided that we had to
leave if we wanted to have anything left to trade at the other islands.
We did have a great time with the trading and it was quite a learning experience. We offered the kids lollies
to start with which they were so excited about one boat tipped right over filling completely with water. They managed to get
up the right way, bail the water and scoff down the lollies. Then they returned with fresh produce and had obviouly been asked
to return with something of value by mum and dad. The requests went from rice and sugar, to hooks and fishing line, pencils
and notebooks for school, then clothes. If they did not yet have enough to show for the produce they brought over they would
just stay until you gave them a little more. If you came out with more than they were expecting they could not wait to throw
all the produce your way and race back with the goodies. We just said yes to whatever they had on offer and did our best to
give them what they really wanted. I did make the mistake of trying to make conversation with a couple of little girls about
their pigs and chickens only to have them look at eachother in horror - I realised that they thought I wanted a pig or chicken
so I quickly let them know I didn't.
With
more fresh fruit and vegetables than we know what to do with and some beautiful shells we headed for the Blue Lagoon.
The Blue Lagoon
11'08.120S 152'45.912S
The Blue Lagoon is a beautiful area surrounded by three Islands and reef
in between. We have only met two people here as two of the Islands are uninhabited and one has a family of 10 living there.
A 17 year old boy from that Island came to trade and we invited him onboard for a Coke. They love anything to do with soccer
and cigarettes here too - unfortunately we had neither but found some tee shirts he liked. When he finished his coke he tossed
the can in the water - I nearly died! They are so used to fresh fish, fruit or vegies that you can throw overboard he had
no idea not to throw the can overboard.
We
are having a great time here. Paul has been doing some fishing and spear fishing. Darien and I have been playing in the sand
and swimming. We promised a man that we would come by the next Island to trade so will head there the day
after tomorrow. There is a school there too so it will probably be quite busy.
2/6/2010.
What is paradise? Is it sitting on your own yacht surrounded by crystal clear
water and white sand where the weather is perfect and the locals trade crayfish for your old teeshirts ?.Or Is it just a state
of mind?.I mean do you visit paradise when you have a hit of heroin?Are you in paradise when you exspereance the birth of
your first child,is it a physical thing or a mental thing?is one mans paradise another mans nightmare?.
Well to answear the question here we are in "Kamatal Lagoon" the water
is crystal clear,the sand is like white silt ,large sweetlip swim off the back of the boat.I could almost pick them out of
the water with my hand ,the sky is blue with just a whisper of wind ,the tempertrure is perfect and best of all we are the
only boat here .We have sailed over 500 nautical miles in our own yacht packed with food,fuel,water,beer and wine to find
our island tropical paradise ,to have a "rich cultural exsperience".We bring refined white sugar,polished rice,sweet
candy and CoCa Cola.They give us Coconuts,fresh pawpaw,yams ,sweet potato and bananas.They look at us in awe in our big shiny
boats we have so much they want .They don't have much we want apart from twinkling our toes in there crystal clear water
and raiding their crayfish we are happy to go back to our big boats switch on the lights crack open a chilled
chardonnay at the end of the day. The longer we are here the more we come to consider those who live here and what it must
be like to be here permenantly. The place is a paradise and a marvel to those passing through but perhaps not to those living
here. We have met a few young men who have invited themselves onto our boat for the evening to watch a video or read magazines
- not something you can do without electricity and light. They desperately want to educate themselves and some seem really
bored. The isolation of these islands keeps the land pristine but is also very restrictive for the people.
Our time at kamatal lagoon was wonderful, we got invited by the chief of the
island Jimmy (as Jimmys family is the only family that lives on the island that makes him the chief) to an early dinner of
freshly slaughtered chicken, yams, patato and pumpkins. Jimmy's wife spent most of the day preparing the feast but did
not join us at the table when it came time to eat. The chicken was superb and just fell of the bone, the yams, patatoes and
pumpkin would have benefitted from some butter, salt and pepper. We brought a few beers and a great meal was had. We felt
honored and privaledge to be invited.
During
dinner the subject of Jimmies "not working generator"came up, at which point my wife put me forward as "Mr
Fixit". Next morning I arrived with a bag of tools a multimeter and an air of confidence. Here comes the white man to
get the Gennie going ! All the men sat around watching Paul take the gennie apart then a huge television appeared and a few
lights - also not working. Joyce was then taken to see a man with a bad gash on his face needing attention and drugs?!?!
Well mr Fixit came through for them fixing the gennie, giving
them some petrol, sorting out the light, charging their battery and giving them a power plan regarding the charging of the
battery to run the lights rather than running the gennie for one light given the price of petrol here is almost three times
that back home. The TV just not power or cost effective - Jimmy was more than happy with that.
The
man with the gash on his face didn't do so well - he only got some antiseptic and a few bandaids. We decided not to let
on to any locals that we have medications on board. For one I don't want to be robbed for them but also I don't want
anyone to die from using them.
15th June 2010
From
Kamatal Island we have Island hopped toward the main land. Having some great experiences both with the yachts we are cruising
with and on our own. It has worked out to be a great bunch of odd bods - On Antaia there are a couple with a little girl Louise,
Latchen and Siara who is one year younger than Darien. Louise and Latchen come from a boating background, he is an engineer
and she a master class 4. They are very thorough and prepared sailors. On Spiders Web there is the pommie John who has taken
on board two back packers, Aimee (an Aussie girl who happens to be a child care worker) and Alohn (an Israle American making
his way back to Israel). John sleeps late and is very relaxed taking the attitude if it ain't broke don't touch it.
He is very witty and they locals really to take to him. Then on Unicorn, the big cat there are Dion, Yui and their two little
ones Ryan and Louana and Dion's brother Troy. Ryan and Louana are two and three. Yui can cook up a storm so most get togethers
are on their boat. Dion and his brother are obsessed with catching crayfish and zooming around in their dingy consequently
they keep running out of fuel. Oh that and the fact that they run every appliance you would have in a luxury appartment -
washing mashine, freezer, dvd players, air con, huge water maker, bread machine, rice cooker and the list goes on. We did
trade them some petrol for 250 litres of fresh water - showers for everyone and got to wash some clothes (very nice)!
Either some of us or all of us catch up every day or two as we all sail at different speeds
and want to stop at different islands. The kids do love it when we catch up so the day is usually about getting the kids together
and we get to know the locals a little better on the days we are alone.
Maxea is proving
to be only relatively accurate and there are a lot of reefs to navigate. Dion lent us a card for our chartplotter and that
is accurate, spot on really. Regarless it has really been a case of having someone on the bow when we are approaching any
reefs. They do come out of nowwhere though. Just a few minutes ago Paul went up the front of the boat to have a look around.
I looked up form the computer to see him coming running back waving his arms in the air - we just went over a reef with 7m
of water. The drop offs from some of these reefs are amazing 30-40m to 7m in a second then to 200m. We anchored off one island
where we were in 10 meters of water and 30m behind us it dropped off to 100m. Luckily we didn't drag anchor but one of
our friends did and drifted into 100m of water at 2am with their anchor and all their chain hanging straight down from the
bow. With our super strong spots light they managed to reanchor safely for the night.
Island
after island we meet absolutely lovely people. Yesterday at Hemoe Bay the locals took us for a long walk through the forest
to a fresh water creek where we swam then back through beetle nut plantations, gardens and different properties. Parts of
the island flood during big tides so much of the track was soft mud with trees placed as walkways (some quite thin) it was
a bit tricky. The forest is lush and dense and all the food they pointed out on the way just amazing. All the islands seem
to specialise in some type of food production, be it smoked fish, yams, bananas, sago which they take to Alotau and trade
at the markets either for other food or Kena. There they buy clothes, rice, school books etc. Hemoe Bay have a couple of large
beetlenut plantations which is huge over here. They chew it with the fruit from the mustard plant dipped in lime (which is
ground coral). It makes a mess of their teeth and seems to get them stoned! Even the kids are allowed to chew it. One of the
young girls here had a terrible sore on her foot. It was like a crater we offered to dress it and treat it with antiseptic
so she and all her family came over to the boat and sat on deck snacking on crackers until it got dark. Two of the men stayed
on to read magazines until our power started to run low and we had to switch some lights off. This was a great spot and we
traded for lobster and the biggest mud crabs I have ever seen. One so big I had to cook one half and then the other as it
would not fit in my biggest pot! The locals have given us lots of great info on which places to avoid and how to cook their
fresh produce.
So far we have only felt worried for our saftey in one anchorage where there were
no locals living and some people camped on the island fishing for clams. There were a lot of young men with macheties a few
women and no children. When Paul went ashore they were not like the other people we had met certainly not friendly and they
asked some odd questions about how many people were on board. We locked ourselves in that night and had a wallet ready to
give them if they wanted to rob us. Nothing eventuated but we didn't get much sleep. All the other places have been are
bursting with kids and welcoming adults.