Audrie gave me the title, thinking about it; did my wife expect we wouldn’t, was there an option? Not really, planning the route down to NZ was 1/10 local knowledge from MetBob and 4/10ths “I know how to plan a route”, the other half was Jeez we didn’t expect this, that wasn’t on the gribs, what the ……, it’s a fickle stretch of the South Pacific. One week transit from Minerva and we are trussed like a “good un” to the “Q” dock in Opua. NZ is a milestone on our trip, it’s half way, it’s home for 4 months, we have a few floors we hope we can sleep on, you know who you are and we’re coming to your town soon!We had a bit of everything on the way down under, sun, rain, flat calm, not so flat and downright ugly stuff. The water down here isn’t heated either, it got down to 13 degrees at one point, I had to post the kids on the bows to keep a lookout for growlers! Must swot down upon my fahrenheit conversions, it’s been a while. During the flat calm we had a visit from a family of Mahi Mahi, beautiful fish in the water, that apparently mate for life, unless of course some uncaring fisherman, not me teddy, drags him out of his element, squirts rum down his throat and then slices and dices him for sashimi, would I do that? I feel a photo coming on. We expected to catch up with the migrating whales, not all plans come to fruition, ner a whale or dolphin did we see, perhaps they will come and visit us next time round.
Quarantine, we are not clean, separated from the Marina’s elite on our own pontoon, the bar is 30 meters away and I can hear the cold beer flowing from the tap, not tonight Josephine. At least we have some privacy, although it looks like being a prolonged affair, we got here after 17-00hrs and I’m guessing tomorrow will be the day. We heard via VHF today that one boat was put out to anchor because they found a cockroach, must have been a big bastard, maybe he was French, the cockroach of course, :-), yes you have history here and the Kiwis won’t forget it! Either way we are scouring the lockers, etc. making sure that we are beastie free for the big occasion. In the meantime we are to be treated as Lepers, no shore leave, no ablutions, no visiting native canoes offering fresh fruit, trinkets or heaven forbid carnal pleasures. Captain Cook would have had a few words I’m sure.
The boys are happy, happy, this is a country with proper food, pizza, real milk, english speaking kids and most importantly, internet, saints preserve us, have they learned nothing in 18 months? If you’re playing “Clash of the Clans” or “Minecraft”, lookout the “KID” is back online, and he’s looking for revenge!The Deckhand and the Domestic Goddess will push the other boat out tonight and crack the last bottle of Champagne to toast our arrival, no the boys do not drink with us, it’s not that bloody relaxed……yet! Heck if I can locate the bottle of MacCallan I might give that a nudge as well, although the D.G. is a devious stasher of the Deckhands’ delicacies, it shouldn’t be that difficult, I have a nose for these things.
The boat has been great, we have arrived safely and in comfort, I have the usual lists to get stuck into, but only 362 items this time!!!!! You laugh, it’s probably more than that if I add my wish list as well.
Here’s wishing all our buddy boats to follow that you have a safe passage, family and friends tip a glass and we’ll see you in a few years XX