Gresham Family Exodus

October 30, 2014

Our day sail from Ha’apai to Tongatapu covered roughly 45 miles, so we got an early start, weighing anchor at roughly 7am. This sail was some of the best sailing we had ever done. If every passage was like this I might actually start to like sailing! We sailed on a beam reach with light winds (10-15 knots) and more importantly, totally flat seas. Those of you who enjoy sailing inside Long Beach or San Diego Harbors, I totally get it now. There’s absolutely nothing like zipping along on a flat sea.

At about 10am we had a fish on the line, and when I headed up into the wind in order to slow Exodus down, I went too far, so I started the port engine to avoid irons. I used to beat myself up over stuff like this and if we got into irons, we’d get out without starting an engine, but with lines in the water it’s a real pain when you wrap one of the props, so now I will start an engine to avoid the hassle. Unfortunately, we lost the fish, but this disappointment was averted when later in the day we landed a 4 ft Dorado (Mahi Mahi).

Overall, we made excellent time. We were having safe arrival cocktails in the cockpit by 3:30, and we were on shore at Big Mama’s Yacht Club for burgers, beer, internet, and friends by 5:00.

This was easily our favorite spot in Ha’apai. It is the southernmost island in Ha’apai, which made it a great launching point for heading down to Tongatapu. The island was uninhabited, however there were definite signs that people spend time there including small, corrugated tin shelters and lots of trash on the side of the small island opposite from the anchorage (not visible from out boat). The passage from Nomuka was quite a bash, but it was well worth it. It’s the only island in Ha’apai with any sort of elevation to it, so it was strikingly beautiful even if only for the contrast with the rest of the island group. There is a limestone cliff overlooking the anchorage, and a long sandspit that is just barely covered at high tide. This sandspit turned out to be a huge highlight for the boys because it was, “the best skim boarding ever!”

Tim and Jack went lobstering on the reef at night, but unfortunately there weren’t any to be found. However, they did have a successful day spearfishing and came back with a couple pompanos. They are interesting looking fish, but to be honest, they weren’t very tasty. We celebrated Jack’s 29th birthday with some brownies and an epic game of resistance. Our last day there we had a full day of sunshine for the first time in I don’t know how long, and I gave the boys a full day off from school in order to skim board. Our next stop would be the big city of Nuku’alofa, and although we were looking forward to internet and fresh vegetables, we were sort of sad because leaving Ha’apai would represent the winding down of our season cruising in the tropics and we turned our focus to preparing for the passage to New Zealand.

Growing up I was taught that you could tell if an egg was good or not without cracking it by putting it in a cup of water. If it sank to the bottom, good, if it floated, bad. I’ve also seen this advice perpetuated on cooking and cruising websites as well.

Well, at this point in the Ha’apai group we were easily out of eggs, but then Tim, Jack, and Camille dinghied over to the village on Nomuka and came back with a dozen for us to share. So, with just a few eggs, you can imagine that they were highly valued. They were gold. So, now imagine my dismay when I’m down to my last two and in the middle of baking something (I don’t remember exactly what) and my last egg floated. And this is how I learned that a floaty egg is not necessarily bad. I cracked it open, and it looked fine, and it smelled fine, so I used it.

I’ve also learned that an egg that sinks is not necessarily good. I’ve cracked open a sinker and had it be all moldy inside.

So, I no longer use the float test on my eggs. I do, however, always crack each individual egg into a small bowl rather than cracking it directly into whatever I’m making at the time. Nothing worse than cracking the 8th of 8 eggs into a large bowl and have it come out all black and stinky, ruining the whole lot.

We anchored off the west tip of the island of Nomuka, which is where the family from s/v Wildlife lives, but it turns out they weren’t home, because they had gone to Tongatapu to drop off some friends. Iguana caught a nice sized dorado (Mahi Mahi) on the passage, so we grilled up an excellent dinner that night on Exodus. Camille and I took a walk to the village to see if they had any supplies, and it was a large srawling village, one of the largest we had seen in Tonga outside of the main ports (Neiafu and Pangai). The people were very shy and not too friendly, and we asked several people where the store was before we actually found it. Turns out it was closed. It was nice to get off the boat and stretch our legs, none the less.

The “anchorage” was even more rolly than O’ua. We were there two nights and it was just tolerable, but the next morning the winds had clocked slightly more to the North, and then it got really lively. I was having to secure things as if we were underway, and I was having trouble doing simple things like make coffee, because the swell hitting us on the beam was intense. I was trying to wait until Tim got up, but in the end I ended up waking him with a plea that we move anchorages now.

So, we moved south across the channel and anchored off the smaller island of Nomukaiki (meaning little Nomuka) and it was a much better location. There was more windchop on the water, but at least there were no huge swells that hit Exodus’s natural frequency. In addition to the reduced rolliness, there was also a nice long beach which I took advantage of for a run, even if the sand was soft and the run was slow and sluggish. Unlike Nomuka, which as the large village, Nomukaiki is mostly uninhabited. I say “mostly” uninhabited, because there is a bit of a camp of some sort as well as pigs, and one pig in particular is not too shy. Tim, Jack, and Camille went ashore to collect coconut water, and I guess Tim and Jack left Camille alone to process some coconuts while they went to explore. At some point they heard a faint, “help” and they returned to find Camille in the water and a pig swimming after her. Yes, pigs can apparently swim. We had been told by a local guy that the pigs can be aggressive and sometimes even charge, so Camille wasn’t taking any chances. Well, I knew Tim was a cat whisperer, but it turns out he’s also a pig whisperer. He named the pig Hamlet and petted it like a dog, and it reacted like a dog, snorting and laying down. Then it followed him around, and when they got in the dinghy to come back to the boats it swam after them for a little while. I don’t think the dogs get pet around here very often, let alone the pigs, so I think that pig will remember Tim forever.

It turns out we were going much slower through the Ha’apai group on our way to Nuku’alofa than we thought we would. At this point, some of our friends who had left Neiafu after us were already in Nuku’alofa about to depart for New Zealand. We realized that the end of the South Pacific cruising season was just about upon us, but we are milking every last bit out of it that we could.

After being in Mexico for a year and getting by with the language and then being in French Polynesia and well, not really getting by, I decided I really wanted my boys to learn another language. As native English speakers, I think we are never really forced to learn another language, and I think that’s a shame. It’s a very rewarding and humbling experience at the same time.

I gave the boys the option of studying French or Spanish, however, they had to choose the same one. I am so glad they chose Spanish because 1) I already had a bit of a head start on that one, and 2) It will be more valuable to us in our lives if/when we move back to California. There are so many lanugage curriculums out there, but I had stumbled upon a simple podcast that I really liked called “Coffee Break Spanish.” In my opinion, it takes a very effective “peel the onion” approach to learning Spanish. In the beginning we just used the audio and I would write out the vocabulary for the boys, but after it was obvious we would be sticking with it I went ahead and puchased the “bonus material” for 3 seasons, and that has been really great. There are .pdf lesson guides as well as bonus audio material. Overall, I think it’s a really great program.

Tim teases me about my timing of learning Spanish. He asked me if after we leave Tonga, I’ll be learning Tongan.

O’ua is an interesting anchorage. We were not exactly anchored off the island but rather off of the extensive reef that surrounds it. It was one of the rolliest anchorages we’d been in, and it was at its worst at high tide when the reef provides less protection. There’s actually a winding channel through the reef to navigate back to a much more protected anchorage just off the island, but we opted to stay outside the reef with faster access to spear fishing spots. There were two small islets near where we anchored that looked inviting to explore, but the weather conditions (rainy and windy) pretty much kept me on the boat the whole time. It’s not exactly fun paddle boarding with 15 kts of wind in your face and 2 ft wind chop on the water. Since we were with Iguana, we still had some fun together, including some pretty intense game nights playing Resistance.

We didn’t stay long at O’ua. We heard on the SSB net that there were 13 boats at Uoleva heading south and we wanted to stay ahead of the crowd.

Tim doesn’t often write any notes in our logbook, so most days I write, “T/J – spearfish…” and then include what their catch of the day was. All the other exciting or not so exciting things that happen remain in Tim’s head and I hope that one day he’ll write a little about his spear fishing adventures all over the world. However, while we were in O’ua Tim wrote this note in the log: “spearfishing expedition to Whickham reef. Amazing spot. Made holes in 4 tuna and 2 coral trout but came back empty. Huge bull shark and leopard shark said hi.”