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The following posts are of the
journey aboard Kinetic
from Lahaina, Hawaii, USA to Sydney, NSW, Australia. 
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Click here to see photos
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October 25, 2006
October 22, 2006
October 20, 2006
October 18, 2006
October 13, 2006
October 8, 2006
October 6, 2006
October 5, 2006
October 2, 2006
September 30, 2006
September 5, 2006
September 4, 2006
September 3, 2006
August 27, 2006
August 22, 2006
August 21, 2006
August 20, 2006
August 19, 2006
August 18, 2006
August 17, 2006
August 16, 2006
August 15, 2006
August 14, 2006
August 13, 2006
August 11, 2006
August 6, 2006
August 5, 2006
August 4, 2006
August 3, 2006
August 2, 2006
August 1, 2006
July 31, 2006
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July 31 Report
Kinetic report at 2013 hrs UTC on July 31
POSN 18 53N, 156 11W
COG 159M
SOG 6.0
TWD 103
TWS 14
Sea Ht 2-3 ft
Sea Dir 100TObserved Wx Sunny, hot, humid, scattered clouds
Intentions next Wp 16
30N, 155 36W, BRG 158M at RNG 147nm
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| August 1 Report
Kinetic position at
1625 hrs UTC on Aug 1
POSN 16 32N, 156 00W
COG 170M
SOG 7.2
TWD 096M
TWS 14
Sea Ht 2-3 ft
Sea Dir 100M
Observed Wx Sunny, low clouds 35% cover
Kinetic is on day 3 of her passage from Lahaina, Hawaii to Fanning
Atoll, Kiribati. Fanning Atoll is at 3 50N, 159 22W, about 1,050nm South
of Lahaina. Current conditions are trade winds sailing, beam reaching in
13-15 knots, doing 7.5-8.5 knots. We are already getting plenty of
practice with partially furling and unfurling the genoa and with reefing
and shaking reefs out of the mainsail.
Dolphins visited us and played around our bow during our test sail in
Lahaina a few days before our departure. One of the local fish boats
stopped by the dock to tell us that a returning Pacific Cup race boat
was sunk by a whale and the crew were all rescued after taking to their
liferaft and setting off their EPIRB. A good omen followed by a sobering
story, both just before our own departure. We hope to see more dolphins
up close and any whales from a distance.
Day 1, we left Lahaina on July 30 at 1215 in perfect weather and light
wind. We were the last-but-one Vic Maui race boat to leave, with
Passepartout still at the dock. The other boat are all headed North,
while we are headed South. We are equipped with cruising sails and are
heavily laden with food, fuel, water and cruising amenities, making a
noticeable performance difference from racing trim.
Still in daylight, we cleared Maui and Kahoolawe, passing close by
Molokini. We then crossed Alenuihaha Channel between Maui and the Big
Island of Hawaii on our first evening/night, with plenty of wind and a
good sea running on the port quarter. By early morning we were in the
wind shadow of the Big Island and had a 5 knot headwind, a swell and
adverse current all conspiring against us. We used a special cruising
sail, the Yanmar turbodiesel, to overcome these challenging conditions.
Day 2 we worked by and to the South of the Big Island in improving wind
conditions and "before nightfall a memory was all that was left of calm
and slop". We hope it stays that way.
We've already seen flying fish, another sailboat, a boat's lights at
night, sea birds and a whole lot of ocean. A very big sky, with sun and
puffy white clouds, followed by sunset and billions of stars. The moon
and a moonlit path painted on the water. More stars and then a brilliant
dawn.
Everyone is adapting to the offshore passage and watch system. Sunny,
hot, humid, a few clouds on the horizon. Did I say hot and humid? Hot
and humid. The heat and humidity are making sleeping hard and it will
probably take a few more days before everyone is fully adapted.
We'd be happy to receive brief emails through the kinetic at
kineticsailing dot com email address.
David.
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August 2 Report
Kinetic position at 1810 hrs UTC on Aug 2
POSN 13 10N, 156 03W
COG 171M
SOG 8.2
TWD 044M
TWS 20
Sea Ht 5 ft
Sea Dir 055M
Observed Wx low clouds 75% cover, showers, lightning visible at night
Intentions: altering course now to 10 degrees deeper i.e. 181M for next
24 hours, then directly to Fanning
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| August 3 Report
Kinetic position at
1607 hrs UTC on Aug 3
POSN 10 31N, 156 46W
COG 190M
SOG 7.2
TWD 062M
TWS 16
Sea Ht 5 ft
Sea Dir 065M
Observed Wx low clouds 50% cover, showers infrequent
Intentions: steer 187M to approx 5N, 156W, then steer directly to
Fanning A
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| August 4 Report
Kinetic position at 1600
hrs UTC on Aug 4
POSN 7 41N, 157 37W
COG 195M
SOG 6.6
TWD 100M
TWS 12
Sea Ht 3-5 ft
Sea Dir 080M
Observed Wx low clouds 50% cover, heavy showers and squalls intermittent
Intentions: sail (motorsail when necessary to maintain speed) directly
to Fanning for arrival in daylight on Sat Aug 05
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| August 5 Report
Kinetic position at 1600
hrs UTC on Aug 5
POSN 5 08N, 158 44W
COG 185-192M
SOG 5.4-6.4
TWD 050-070M unstable
TWS 8-10
Sea Ht 2-3 ft
Sea Dir 090M
Observed Wx low clouds 75% cover, a few distant squalls; was fairly
clear for most of last 24 hours
Intentions: sail directly to Fanning, expect to stand off overnight for
arrival in daylight on Sunday a.m. Aug 06
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| August 6 Report
Yesterday, Saturday,
at 1745 hrs Jeffrey called out Land Hoy! We're not sure why "hoy"
instead of "ho" but that's OK. We are tired and happy after a six and a
half day passage from Lahaina which included generally favorable winds
and a total of thirty four hours of motoring during light patches. Last
night, we had a long night tacking back and forth waiting for the
morning, and for the current, to enter the lagoon through a narrow,
shallow pass. Early in the morning, just before dawn, dolphins played
and splashed around us in the darkness, making us feel welcome to
Kiribati.
Kiribati is pronounced Kiribas, and is a British Commonwealth country
which became independent in 1979. It consists entirely of islands
sparsely scattered East to West straddling the international date line
over thousands of miles of the Pacific Ocean, roughly South of Hawaii
and North of Tahiti, and is made up of most of the Line Islands in the
East and the Gilbert Islands in the West. Tabuaeran is about 230 miles
North of the Equator, and about 1,050 miles South of Hawaii. You won't
find it on many maps but the kids attest that you can get there on
Google Earth; they have a printout on the boat to prove it.
The most current available (US) chart for Tabuaeran dates from a British
Admiralty survey and chart from 1899, with notations added in 1939 and
corrections to 1984. The least depth in the entrance has shoaled from 27
feet to 16 feet during that time period. The chart still shows features
such as "native huts" and, as we entered the lagoon through the narrow
pass, our boat symbol on the chartplotter went right across terra firma.
Fortunately, the boat itself did not.
This morning, Sunday, at 0915, Kinetic anchored in English Harbour at
Tabuaeran (Fanning) Atoll. Clearing the passage in, the first anchored
boat we saw was flying the Canadian flag! Two more sailboats lay at
anchor, and a few local power boats. The setting is a large lagoon with
beautifully coloured water over a sand and coral bottom, inside a coral
barrier reef fringed with palm trees. A refreshing breeze blows over
Kinetic and through the thankfully open hatches and ports, breathing
freshness into a former haven of humidity.
The skipper freshened up, then went ashore alone with papers and
passports to clear in with the local authorities, as is the custom, but
the office was closed. We are boat-bound, officially, until we clear in
properly. Turns out today, Sunday, is actually tomorrow, Monday, due to
this part of Kiribati chosing to observe the same date as the rest of
Kiribati, which is on the other side of the international date line. We
still haven't figured out what time it is, locally. The date change here
(rather than further West) is a bit of a surprise to us, and something
not documented in the official nautical publications or cruising guides.
Further, today, Monday, is National Youth Day, which we knew something
about, and tomorrow, Tuesday, is also a vacation day of sorts as the
President of Kiribati is coming to visit Tabuaeran for the first time
since he was elected, which visit of course we knew nothing about. The
dock area is being busily spruced up and there will be a school parade
in celebration of the visit tomorrow. There are three primary schools,
one junior and one senior secondary school here on Tabuaeran, but we
haven't seen any indication yet of where all the people are.
Hope you are all well, and regards,
David.
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| August 11 Report
Kinetic position
at 2018 hrs UTC on Aug 11
POSN 3 51N, 159 21W, anchored Fanning Atoll COG nmf SOG nmf TWD 150M TWS
5-10 gusting 15-20 infrequently Sea Ht not observed Sea Dir not observed
Observed Wx low clouds 75% cover, showers frequent
Intentions: start passage to Wallis Island tomorrow, August 12 at 1900
UTC
We've had a great rest and stay at Fanning. For the past few days we
have watched the parade and marching associated with the Kiribati
president's visit, seen the supply ship offload cargo right onto the
beach, explored the lagoon, swam, drift-snorkeled the entrance passage,
walked along the roads and tracks, exchanged greetings with and met
local people, visited a local school and gotten together with some other
cruisers including a Canadian couple. We've also done some maintenance
in preparation for the next passage.
We were finally able to officially clear into the country today, and at
the same time we requested our clearance papers in preparation for
leaving!
Today the three adults dinghied across the entrance passage and then
walked along a local dirt road, through Napari village and to and from
the old telegraph station at Whaler Anchorage, about four and a half
hours round trip. Coconut crabs are prolific; most scuttle into their
holes, but some stand to challenge our approach, claws raised. Homes are
mostly made of local materials and look very "tropical" - open sides,
thatched roofs, raised floors, mostly single story although a very few
do have two levels. There are generators, solar panels and the
occasional antenna, but there is a fuel shortage, no electrical grid and
very few modern conveniences. Livestock includes pigs (tethered to
trees), free-ranging chickens and a few geese. Coconuts are heaped
everywhere, breadfruit trees are fairly common, a few papaya trees were
roadside and here and there are taro and vegetable gardens. Men cast
lines from shore and sailing vessels ply the lagoon, fishing.
Most people here are shy, initially. A few come forward and pro-actively
greet visitors, but most wait until we take the initiative. A greeting
and a smile are almost always amply rewarded. Their language is
Gilbertese and most speak some English as well.
Transportation is mostly by foot, bicycle and small boat, augmented with
a smattering of motor-scooters and hand carts, while school children are
packed into open-bed trucks and small flat-bottomed boats. The economy
is subsistence plus seaweed harvesting (for which payments have been
slow for the last year), copra production (currently very low prices)
and tourism (one cruise line has stops here from October to April).
While there is no doctor and no dentist, there is a medical clinic with
at least one local nurse.
At the telegraph station, almost all the old concrete buildings are in
use as schools, churches, residences and so on. There are some
interesting ruins as well. The station went into service in 1902 and
even today there are spools of cable lying around the grounds. There's a
Canadian connection, too, as the station was the link between Pacific
Ocean telegraph stations in Bamfield, BC and in Fiji, part of a
globe-girdling system connecting interests in the British Empire
(Commonwealth?).
We are planning to depart tomorrow morning, bound for Wallis Island (13S
176W) in the French overseas territory of Wallis and Futuna, about
1445nm (rhumbline) and an estimated 11 days away.
Will send occasional updates and we do appreciate receiving short
emails, as always.
Thank you,
David.
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| August 13 Report
Kinetic position at 1613 hrs UTC on Aug 13
POSN 3 15N, 159 54W
COG 190
SOG 2.5
TWD 110M
TWS 4-6
Sea Ht 2-3 ft, subsiding
Sea Dir 150M
Observed Wx: mid level clouds 90% cover, a few clear breaks, dry
Intentions: continue towards AP #1, may not be able to lay it unless
wind speed/sea state improves
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| August 14 Report
Kinetic position at 1600 hrs UTC on Aug 14
POSN 1 51N, 160 34W
COG 182M
SOG 3.0
TWD 100M
TWS 5-6
Sea Ht 2
Sea Dir 100M
Observed Wx: low & mid level clouds 60% cover, a few showers
Intentions: continue toward AP #3
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| August 15 Report
Kinetic position at 1600 hrs UTC on Aug 15
POSN 1 0S, 161 12W
COG 190M
SOG 7.6
TWD 090M
TWS 10-14
Sea Ht 2-3 ft
Sea Dir 100M
Observed Wx: 25% cumulus cover, dry
Intentions: continue towards AP #3
Note change from N to S on latitude, we crossed the equator last night.
Kinetic crossed the Equator last night on her
passage from Fanning Island (3-51N, 159-21W) to Wallis Island (13-18S,
176-11W). King Neptune made the traditional appearance complete with
trident and, with a deft hand, welcomed all six initiates. He was given
his due and has since returned to his home in the deeps.
Trying for tuna, offshore, one afternoon we caught a five foot long
shark. It mightily tested us and our fishing gear before being brought
alongside Kinetic, and after a few photos we released it to chase real
fish. It reminded us of fishing for salmon and catching dogfish back
home; we must have been going too slow!
Speaking of slow, for quite a while we were doing about 1 knot in 3
knots of wind, calling into question the adequacy of our provisions. We
don't carry enough diesel to run the code Y sail in every calm patch.
However, things have since improved and we are sailing along nicely in
steady breeze. Touch wood. Twice.
Lemons, limes, oranges and apples, along with cabbage, celery, onions
and potatoes have all kept well onboard since leaving Hawaii. All the
other fresh fruits and vegetables have been eaten or have spoiled in the
heat. We also have stocks of dry, frozen and canned foods. Drinks and
soups, tetra-packaged for long life, are very practical but the
selection was surprisingly limited in Hawaii. As a result, the kids are,
willingly or otherwise, developing a taste for soy milk.
The kids are filling the offshore passage days with songs, stories,
games, reading, more reading, word puzzles and sleeping. They are also a
great help with chores and watch-keeping. We are going through gallons
of sunscreen.
David.
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| August 16, 2006
Kinetic position at 1600 hrs UTC on Aug 16
POSN 3 48S, 162 53W
COG 204M
SOG 8.2
TWD 100M
TWS 13-16
Sea Ht 3-4 ft
Sea Dir 100M
Observed Wx: clear, 5% low cloud cover, dry
Intentions: continue towards AP #3
24 hr run 195.9nm
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| August 17 Report
Kinetic position at 1600 hrs UTC on Aug 17
POSN 06 04S, 164 03W
COG 175M
SOG 5.5
TWD 040M
TWS 12
Sea Ht 2-3 ft
Sea Dir 100M
Observed Wx: mostly clear, increasing cloud cover, dry
Intentions: continue towards AP #3
24 hr run 154.3nm
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| August 18 Report
Kinetic position at 1725 hrs UTC on Aug 18
POSN 07 38S, 164 24W
COG 208M
SOG 4.8
TWD 333M
TWS 6-9
Sea Ht 2-3 ft
Sea Dir 080M
Observed Wx:
-- light variable wind except squalls 18-24 knots, heavy rain and
lighting
wind shifts over 100 degrees, wind direction ranged from 330M through
120M to 240M, multiple cycles;
-- now clearing, still 80% cloud cover, wind steadier
Intentions: continue towards AP #3
24 hr run 91.6nm
Daily 24 hr runs since Fanning Island were
84.6nm (first 27 hours), 138.7, 192.5, 184.5, 125.7 and 76.9. Things
have been a little slower in the last while, but we were steadily making
progress in nice weather and fairly light winds with gently rolling seas
on the beam. Now we are entirely becalmed, waiting for the new wind to
arrive. A few hours ago, most of us went for a quick and refreshing
swim, one at a time, from the back of the boat. The water here is about
sixteen thousand feet deep.
One evening just after sunset we had a pod of dolphins swim close
alongside for a while. They were larger and darker than we have seen
previously, but with approaching darkness we couldn't make out a lot of
details. We had a similar visit in the pre-dawn light one morning, as
well.
Early another morning, Naomi was on watch when a bird flew into the
mainsail, slid down and flopped into her lap. It sat quietly on the deck
for a while, keeping her company, moved around the boat a bit, left some
unpleasant deposits from both ends, and eventually flew off to rest on
the water before finally flying away to destinations unknown. The
nearest land is a tiny island about 280nm away.
Later the same morning it was "fish on!" time again, this time with
something that was really big and that could easily run line off the
deep water reel even with the drag set all the way into the "locked"
position. We thought it might be another shark, bigger than the last
one, but when it broke water and thrashed about quite a distance from
the boat, we saw that it was a striped Marlin! It splashed, ran and
sounded several times, attempting to escape. It took about three
quarters of an hour to bring it alongside the boat long enough for
Graeme to get some video footage, and then we cut the line, releasing
the seven foot fish before, hopefully, it was too tired to recover. That
cannot be said of the rod, which was bent double for most of the fight,
or of the fisherman, bent almost as double as the rod and off whom was
pouring sheets of sweat ... an hour later he still was recovering. We've
had a shark, a nice single meal sized tuna and a marlin since we left
Fanning Island - lots of variety and excitement but not so much eating
...
We sailed inside a large squall system at night for well over an hour,
with lightning flashing in the distance and the wind veering 50-80
degrees and jumping from 6-8 to 18-24 knots in a few minutes. It poured
bucket-loads of warm rain, rinsing the boat of the all-encrusting salt
deposits and providing fresh showers for the above-decks crew and some
welcome relief from the equatorial heat. On the other hand, we have to
close all the hatches and ports when squalls pass over, shutting down
all the air circulation for any crew resting or working below-decks.
It's day seven of this passage and we're now about half way between
Fanning Island and Wallis Island.
Thanks for all the email from friends ashore.
David
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| August 19 Report
Kinetic position at 1600 hrs UTC on Aug 19
POSN 08 27S, 164 44W
COG nmf
SOG 0
TWD 330M
TWS 2
Sea Ht 1-2 ft
Sea Dir 080M
Observed Wx: calm, 50% cloud cover, a few distant squalls
Intentions: continue towards AP #3
24 hr run 57.7nm
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| August 20 Report
Kinetic position at 1600 hrs UTC on Aug 20
POSN 08 56S, 165 23W
COG nmf
SOG 0
TWD 073M
TWS 0-2
Sea Ht 2-3 ft
Sea Dir 080M
Observed Wx:
-- overnight very heavy rain, caught a few windy squalls, otherwise very
calm;
-- this morning: calm, 25% cloud cover, a few distant squalls
Intentions: rhumbline AP #4
24 hr run 48.2nm
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| August 21 Report
Kinetic position at 1600 hrs UTC on Aug 21
POSN 10 36S, 166 47W
COG 205M
SOG 5.6
TWD 069M
TWS 15-18
Sea Ht 4-5 ft
Sea Dir 070M
Observed Wx: steady ENE wind plus occasional strong squalls >30 knots,
lightning, 90% cloud cover
Intentions: jibe down the line to AP #4
24 hr run 129.9nm
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| August 22 Report
Kinetic position at 1600 hrs UTC on Aug 22
POSN 12 13S, 168 12W
COG 201M
SOG 6.5
TWD 051M
TWS 13-15
Sea Ht 3-4 ft
Sea Dir 055M
Observed Wx: steady ENE wind, clear with 10% cloud cover, one large
squall yesterday with 35+ knots TWS
Intentions: jibe down the line to AP #4
24 hr run 140.6nm
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| August 27 Report
Hello all:
With light air and civilization's lights looming alluringly, we decided
to use the last of our Hawaiian diesel to stop in at Pago Pago in
American Samoa for provisions on our way to Wallis Island. American
Samoa is a US possession with a local Samoan government, following US
laws and practices, leavened pleasantly with local practices. It is
distinct from neighboring Samoa, an independent country formerly known
as Western Samoa. The approach to Pago Pago is along a spectacular
coastline, coral fringed with huge breaking seas, featuring volcanic
cones, steep green hillsides and cloud-capped mountains.
Pago Pago is a major tuna processing center for Starkist and other
brands. Refrigerated ships, container ships and tuna fishing boats of
immense proportion, with upswept bows, massive net handling equipment
and rust-streaked sides pack the harbour. Driving past the canneries and
loitering labourers in search of propane, we saw a large statue of
"Charlie the Tuna", proclaiming Pago Pago to be his permanent home. The
canneries cook and clang twenty four hours per day, emitting a dull din
and committing an olfactory offense which is swept downwind into the
west end of the harbour where the small boats (i.e. Kinetic) are
anchored. The harbour water is choked with plastic and other debris, and
the bottom is a local dumping ground, evidenced by the garbage bags and
complete mountain bike which we pulled up on a few of our attempts to
get the anchor to set properly. No swimming here. All but one of the
cruising guides we've read pan Pago Pago as a destination for these
reasons.
The hidden story, though, is the people, and the guidebooks would do a
fairer service by taking more time on this aspect. Samoans are very
friendly to strangers, and not in a commercially motivated way. Whether
you are walking along the street or into a store, or browsing the
market, or moving heavy provisions from car to dock to boat, people will
stop and smile and offer to help, unhindered by artificial needs to rush
here or there. Ask a question, and they take the time to provide lots of
extra information and think of further helpful suggestions. This is true
even of people working for the bureaucracy, of whom there are many. None
were officious, most were helpful beyond their specific duties and all
were welcoming. All of which is a good thing, because it was quite an
intricate welcoming process.
We arrived mid-day and called Harbour Control on the radio but could not
get a response. As we motored slowly into the harbour, a boat loaded
with officials altered course and intercepted us, directing us to a dock
for inspections. Not too long afterwards in the sweltering sun, the
Harbourmaster came by the boat to let us know what to expect, and to
require us to attend his office later in the process. Some time later,
two Customs officers arrived, inspected the boat, had us fill out
paperwork, and left. In due course, a Quarantine official arrived with
more questions and paperwork. Then a delegate arrived asking me to come
to the Harbourmaster's office. There, there was more paperwork and lots
of local information volunteered; they even telephoned the fuel company
for us to book an appointment for loading diesel. Next stop was the Port
Authority office closely followed by the Security office where I dropped
off copies of paperwork. Back to the boat, where the rest of the crew
was legally captive until we finished clearing in, to find out that (a)
they were getting hot and impatient and (b) that Immigration hadn't
arrived yet. Acting on an earlier suggestion of the Harbourmaster, I
checked out of the restricted area with Security and walked about twenty
minutes to get to the Immigration offices where our passports were
stamped. We never did see the Public Health inspector, whose duties
differ somehow from the Quarantine inspector. Finally, it was back
through Security to the boat, where a much relieved crew, unsympathetic
to why the process had taken so long, was only too happy to help move
off the dock and over to the anchorage.
Finally anchored and free, we had some refreshments and then launched
the dinghy in order to go ashore. Jeffrey and Lisa each passed the
practical exam portion of the requirements for their Kinetic
international motorized dinghy operators certificate (KIMDOC for short),
joining Graeme in our expanded pool of highly motivated water taxi
operators. Immediately dockside, a convenience store with ice creams and
cold drinks all around, a laundry with showers, a hardware store and
more friendly people. Seafood for dinner, at Sook Sushi, followed by a
fresh rainshower on the dinghy ride back to the boat. We rented a car,
had lunch at the Pago Pago Yacht Club, shopped for provisions, browsed a
bookstore, changed some currency at the bank and went to the local
farmers market. Ate at famous Sadie's restuarant.
Unsurprisingly, securing our exit clearance papers involved a lengthy
circuit starting with passing Security to see the Harbourmaster,
proceeding through Port Authority, Customs office 1, Customs 2, Customs
3, back to Customs 2, on to Customs 3, out through Security to clear
Immigration, back to Customs 2, Customs 1, Customs 3, Customs 2 and
finally out through Security, free to leave. Admittedly, a few of the
Customs office stops were necessitated by some confusion on my part with
the process.
Having arrived in Pago Pago on Wednesday and departed on Saturday, it
was the briefest of visits and yet very pleasant. We secured almost all
of the provisions we wanted, fairly priced, enjoyed a few good meals
ashore, met some very nice people and had a rest from the rigours of
passagemaking. We will have to find an excuse to return someday and see
much more of the Samoas.
We are now underway from Pago Pago, sailing downwind in twenty to thirty
knots, to Wallis Island.
David.
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| September 3
Report We stayed several days at
Gahi anchorage (13-20.1S, 176-11.2W) at Uvea Island, Wallace Islands,
Wallis and Futuna, an overseas territory of France.
Making landfall, with a following sea and a good breeze, on a lee shore
comprised of coral reefs, and picking our way through a narrow pass and
the lagoon to the anchorage, required advance planning and execution
both alert and calm. We timed our arrival at the islands for mid-morning
to allow us time to assess the conditions (i.e. current and the
possibility of rips or breaking waves) at the pass and the accuracy of
the charts. By late morning, the sun was high in the sky which made it
easier to see coral outcrops and other shoal areas. This beneficial
effect was lessened when the sun inconveniently became obscured by
clouds just when it was time to make the transit from inside the pass
through the lagoon to the anchorage. Fortunately, the navigation markers
were in place, and this combined with the crew work on sail-handling and
on taking bearings was more than adequate to get us in safely.
The formalities here were quickly dispensed that afternoon with by a
trip into Mata-utu to see les gendarmes and then les duoanes, with the
latter actually re-opening their offices almost ninety minutes after
closing time to process our paperwork. On the way there, we were offered
a ride by a senior member of the local government, an expatriate from
France, who picked us up, drove us to each office, helped translate and
finally dropped us off at the local bank where we could exchange some
currency. This friendliness was the rule rather than the exception
during our stay. We did the same process again some days later, minus
the volunteer assistance, to clear out for our departure.
People at Wallis have relatively good access to modern conveniences for
such a remote island location. At the same time it appears to be quite
unspoiled. There is an electric and water utility company, good roads,
grocery stores with a wide range of goods, a hospital with free health
care, and not too many people. Most houses have large yards, many with
livestock and extensive gardens. Pigs and chickens seem to be
everywhere.
There was a "convergence zone" lying over the area the whole time we
stayed, bringing spells of gusty, rainy weather interspersed with
periods of blue sky or stars. A local person, in response to our
observation about there being a lot of rain for the "dry season",
commented that they consider there to be two seasons: the rainy season,
and the season when it rains. Being from Vancouver, we had a keen
insight into his explanation.
After a choppy trip out in the dinghy, we drift-snorkeled in gentle
current over a reef near a small island or motu that forms part of the
barrier or fringing reef, and saw brilliantly coloured fish, a sea
turtle, a white ray, and many shapes and sizes of coral. At the waters
edge were crabs inhabiting a wide assortment of seashells, a mix of fine
sand and pebbles of coral, birds wheeling overhead and alighting in the
palm trees with nesting material and very warm water; just inside the
edge of the trees were a few shelters. The motus are communally owned
and we were told we were free to visit them as long as we cleaned up
after ourselves.
We hoofed it part way on foot into the main village of Mata-utu a few
times. Each walk anywhere, even without sticking a thumb out, a local
car would eventually stop and offer a ride, with people quite willing to
take you wherever you wanted to go, even if it was out of their own way.
French is the predominant language spoken to outsiders and we struggled
to recall those long-ago high school classes ... Graeme was a great help
as a translator.
Kinetic got underway from Wallis Islands on Sunday morning, September
3rd, bound for Fiji.
Regards,
David.
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| September 4
Report Kinetic position at 1000
hrs UTC on Sep 4 (2200 hrs local time Sep 4, Fiji time=UTC+12)
POSN 16-43.4S, 179-11.8W
COG 210M
SOG 6.4
TWD 143M
TWS 17
Sea Ht 3-5 ft
Sea Dir 140M
Observed Wx: steady SE wind, 75% cloud cover, veiled moon, no showers;
sailed through fields of floating pumice for about 6 hours today, expect
bottom paint to be well burnished
Intentions: clear Nanuku Passage (now) and sail to Suva, Fiji; ETA Wed
Sep 6
24 hr run 166nm
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| September 5
Report Kinetic arrived in Suva,
Fiji late on Tuesday evening, September 5.
Our passage from Wallis Island to Suva was quick and quite interesting.
We left Wallis Island early on Sunday morning, with the wind blowing
20-25 knots, gusting higher, a little more than we would have preferred, as the wind was
forecast to become quite light in about a day and we wanted to use what
remaining wind there was to get to Fiji. Naturally, there were squalls
lurking about and one of these chose to blow through with extra wind and
visibility-obscuring heavy rain just as we were about to navigate the
pass out of the lagoon. We consulted our copy of "colregs", decided the
squall had the right of way and let it go first, then we squirted out
the pass between breaking seas on the reef to windward and breaking seas
on the reef to leeward.
Outside the reef, we breathed a sigh of relief and adapted to an
uncomfortable motion as the wind was abeam and the seas were rough, the
result of several days of twenty knot plus winds. Three reefs in the
main and a partially furled genoa steadied the rolling a little and
allowed us to sail as fast as we wanted to in the conditions. Within a
day the sea state had moderated and the wind was a steady twenty knots;
shaking out a reef, we ground away the miles in relative comfort.
Seabirds wheeled over schools of fish and plunged into the water to
catch dinner, while flying fish fanned out ahead, marking Kinetic's
passage and drawing the attention of even more birds.
Our routine was interrupted when an engine alarm sounded. This proved to
be the result of the ignition switch shorting out after taking one too
many salt water baths in rough seas as waves swept along the deck and
residual water splashed into the cockpit. The engine wasn't on at the
time, and can't be turned on until the switch is replaced. Marine parts
stores being scarce in mid-ocean, we rummaged through our electrical
spares bin and came up with a spare circuit breaker, which we wired in
as a replacement ignition switch.
Why does the engine matter? It is a sailboat, after all. Well, it turns
out that the engine is almost vital; with it we generate electricity to
keep the batteries charged, and this electricity powers the watermaker
(essential on longer passages), the navigation systems (where are we?
how do we get where we are going?), the refrigeration (frozen meals and
perishables), the autopilot (very handy for short-handed crews) and
sundry other things such as lights, radios, computer and so on. No
engine, no electricity.
Having just completed the above repair, without warning the boat rounded
up into the wind as a result of the autopilot kicking out. It resolutely
refuses to be re-engaged, and we hand steer while searching for the
source of this new problem. Diagnosis: a faulty relay or solenoid. As a
specialized part that hasn't failed before, it is no surprise that there
are no spares onboard. Solution: re-wire the autopilot power supply
circuit so that we still have a heavy duty fuse in the circuit, but so
that the relay is bypassed and power is supplied to the autopilot
regardless of the position of the autopilot circuit breaker on the DC
panel. The autopilot matters, because hand steering is quite tiring with
a short-handed crew, particularly at night.
Things tend to happen in threes, so it should not have been a surprise
that the chartplotter decided to power itself off and stubbornly stay
that way despite all remonstrations. By now we were approaching landfall
at Fiji's outer islands, with tricky navigation among unfamiliar and
poorly marked reefs, both day and night. The chartplotter matters,
because it has the most accurate charts of the area we are navigating.
This problem defied a direct resolution, and we proceeded with the
laptop (loaded with lower resolution charts), paper charts, radar and
with a handheld GPS as a backup. We also switched our watch rotation so
that one crew member could do the piloting work full time.
Having already had a busy night crawling around the bilges, and having
avoided/neglected to charge the batteries while we sorted the various
challenges out, we then sailed into a problem of a different sort: a sea
of floating flotsam, acres upon thousands of acres. We dipped a bucket
and confirmed that it was pumice, volcanic rock that is lighter than
water and which floats. Somewhere to windward, an underwater volcano or
vent must have spewed an enormous volume of material, enough to carpet
hundreds of square miles of the ocean's surface with patches of pumice
which made a novel noise as it sanded the boat and our expensive bottom
paint. The paddlewheel on the speed log jammed immediately and repeatedly, clogged with
tiny pumice particles. Spindrift streaks of pumice lay upon the water
ahead and to windward, as far as the eye could see. Clearly, we could
not run the engine as the pumice would fatally clog the cooling system.
We made landfall at night, hand steering to conserve our already low
batteries. After six or eight hours, and in the relative lee of a few
reefs and islands, the pumice seemed to be gone (it was dark) and we
dared to charge the batteries. All went well as we picked our way
through the islands to get to the main island of Viti Levu and the
harbour at Suva. The entrance through yet another coral reef, past
wrecks stranded on both sides of the entrance, into Suva in the dark was
a bit of a nailbiter, but went very smoothly. The passage is well lit,
has a clear set of range marks, and we entered under a moonlit, clear
sky before anchoring in the Quarantine area right smack in the middle of
the commercial harbour.
P.S. Well, it almost all went well getting into Suva. On the approach
outside Suva Harbour, and in a location conveniently clear of hazards
and while we still had the sails up, the fan belt suddenly broke, the
engine alarm went off, and the engine temperature soared. Sixteen
minutes later, after diving into one locker for tools and another for
engine spares, a new fan belt was installed and the engine was running
again.
David.
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September 30 Report
Hello all:
After a layover for Kinetic of a few weeks in Suva, followed by a
planned crew change, we are underway again. First, though, we spent a
few days in Suva catching up on the boat's "job list", a seemingly
inexhaustible source of things to do. Provisions were obtained for crew
and boat, food and drink, diesel and parts. Then it was time to go.
We had a trade winds passage, within Fijian waters, from Suva Harbour to
Malolo Lailai Island near Lautoka/Nadi, leaving late in the day and
sailing overnight in order to arrive at our destination in daylight.
Some people were under the weather at first but all bounced back
quickly. Max boat speed, with two reefs in the main, was 12.6 knots. We
gybed a few times to dodge a good-sized fishboat a few miles off the
coast, and then ran in close ashore to pass through the barrier reef and
into the Nandi Waters. As we went, the skies cleared, first to stars and
then to sunrise and sunshine before our mid-morning arrival. The wind
gradually died off to flat calm so we motored to Lautoka to check in. By
noon it was raining sporadically; the latest weather forecast says we
have a convergence zone and trough approaching (like Wallis I) and will
have wet conditions for a few days at least. Blue skies are harder to
come by in the South Pacific than one might expect.
Contrary to what we were told in Suva, we will not be allowed to visit
the Yasawa Group without coming back to clear out with Customs in
Lautoka, effectively requiring us to do a significant backtrack. Talking
to other cruisers, we cannot rely on our paper or digital charts alone
for the Yasawa's as there are uncharted reefs which are not attached to
islands (where they might be easier to see or avoid). "Eyeball"
navigation is essential and that requires sunny weather. So, between
weather here (clouds or rain, no sun for navigating coral reefs) and
weather between here and Vanuatu (a trough with possible stiff head
winds) we are staying put at Musket Cove to wait out the weather. We
plan to ignore any rain that happens to fall (being true Vancouverites)
and make our own fun.
The whole area looks like a tropical paradise. Snorkeling here offers a
profusion of interesting corals and colourful fishes. Warm water,
sheltered with just a little cooling breeze, shallow for snorkeling,
white sand beaches, palm trees, ... mixed with resorts, many
world-traveling sailboats and a few power boats. There is a marina with
a BBQ and sailors bar ashore, already tested by some of our crew, and
closed down by one. We might even tie up to a dock tomorrow. They have
water and fuel available here, which we weren't expecting. Too developed
for purists, maybe, but actually quite a nice place to be stuck.
We've celebrated a big enough raft of September birthdays that we are
left wondering who is born in all the other months of the year.
Naomi, Jim & Roberta & Anna, Steve & Debbie all send their regards, as
do I, David.
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October 2nd Report
Hello all:
Kinetic has left Lautoka, Fiji, bound for Tanna Island in Vanuatu.
We stayed at Musket Cove in the Mananucca Islands area for three very
pleasant days including time in the water and on shore. The marina there
actively caters to cruising boats and we met quite a few other cruisers.
Many were waiting for weather just as we were, and were planning to go
to Vanuatu next, so we may see some of them there.
It is now late afternoon and we are reaching in 20-25 knots of SE wind
which is above the forecast conditions of 10-15 knots. Boat speed is
eight to nine knots with the genoa furled to about a #3.5 and two reefs
in the main. The motion is reasonable although a bit rolly due to the
seas on the beam. We had mostly clear skies earlier in the day but we
are still in the overall pattern of a convergence zone and front
combination with overcast skies and sporadic showers. The warm air and
warm seas are quite tolerable above decks but it is getting warm & humid
below decks.
Our crew's considerable offshore experience is a real asset in these
conditions and we are spreading the driving and watch-keeping duties
around. If the wind and boat slow down, we plan to try fishing for tuna.
The passage is about 470 nautical miles and it should take about three
days or so. We are looking forward to seeing an active volcano at Tanna.
We've heard that there are some great snorkeling areas, too.
Regards,
David.
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October 5th Report
Hello all:
Kinetic anchored in Port Resolution, Tanna Island, Vanuatu, this morning
at 0730. We caught a nice Mahi Mahi during one slow spell, but otherwise
we had steady trade winds that hurried us along for the two and a half
day passage. Having made better time than we planned for, we arrived
during the night and had to stand off, waiting for daylight to give us
visibility. While it was dark, we could see the red glow of lava
erupting from a nearby active volcano. Once daylight arrived, we saw
brown puffs of ash burping skyward like smoke signals.
We motorsailed cautiously into the harbour, once again finding that the
electronic and paper charts differ significantly from current geographic
positioning. The water was clear enough that, even at 54 feet of depth,
our spotters on the bow were sure that they could see the bottom!
Meanwhile, the boat symbol on the chartplotter showed us as being high
and dry on a point of land beside the harbour. We anchored in 18 feet of
water in dark volcanic sand.
Once again, we arrived on a national holiday. We must fly the quarantine
flag until we have officially cleared in. Customs and immigration
formalities are based in a town that requires a four hour round trip
drive, in the back of an open truck on a wooden-planked bench seat, over
a rough dirt road. We were advised to bring our own cushions.
There is a village next to the harbour - the economy is subsistence
agriculture augmented by some boat and volcano based tourism; thatched
huts, no electricity, no generators, kerosene lanterns for lighting,
water hand-pumped from communal wells, one school, a medical hut, a
crafts & vegetable market hut, an eating area at a nearby beach, a
central playing field, ... Local fishermen use hand-carved dugout canoes
with outriggers - it takes two men working for one week to make a canoe.
The remarkably narrow canoes come right to the boats to offer
fresh-caught lobsters or fresh vegetables.
Malaria and dengue fever are both mosquito-borne hazards common to this
area and we are taking the usual precautions. The former, if caught
despite preventatives, is treatable while the latter has to run its
course. Avoiding mosquito bites matters a lot more than it does at
"home" where they are merely a nuisance.
We expect to be here for several days.
David
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October 6th Report As previously reported, we arrived at Port
Resolution on Tanna Island in Vanuatu on Thursday morning.
Later Thursday, we visited the Port Resolution Yacht Club, which is a
simple building with a few tables, burgees and flags hanging from the
rafters, books and some resident cats. There is also a simple washroom,
a shower, three small thatched cabins, all set on a prime location
overlooking the bay. The cabins are for rental to tourists visiting the
nearby volcano, Mount Yasur. The local village operates the yacht club
as a way of attracting cruising boats. Food can be prepared and drinks
served at the club by prior arrangement but we did not see anyone doing
this. The facility itself appears to by under-utilized other than as a
meeting place.
We also went for a walk through the village. Local villagers are the
prime organizers of outings and tours for cruisers. Wharrie is the son
of a recently deceased chief and is influential. Ronnie is the village
medical man, his son Stanley is his medical assistant, another son
Johnson organizes truck rides to the major village, Lenakel, located on
the other (Western) side of the island. Evening volcano tours are also
available. Nelson takes people on walking tours through the village and
pre-arranges meals at the beach side "restaurant", a hut overlooking the
surf beach. Lea cooks food for the restaurant. These activities appear
to represent a minor portion of the village economy, and to have been
successfully incorporated without destroying the fabric of custom and
village life.
Transport around the island is by walking or by riding in the back of
the ubiquitous pickup trucks; there are also a few bicycles. Friday, Jim
and I shared a truck ride into Lenakel; we joined eight other cruisers,
a local driver and two local girls in the truck and Johnson and a local
man riding shotgun, standing on the back bumper. In all, there were
fifteen people in a compact four wheel drive Toyota pickup for a hilly,
windy drive on rough dirt road and track that took about an hour and
forty five minutes, one way, in ideal dry conditions. The road winds
through the village, around the end of the bay, up hills through
pandamus trees to a volcanic ash plain that borders the volcano and then
proceeds across the plain which is littered with volcanic "bombs" -
ejected lava rocks. The volcano puffs, spits and rumbles as the route
climbs up a very steep track over the shoulder of a mountain, revealing
stunning views of the coast and sea, before plunging steeply down the
other side of the mountain, through villages and past cattle, pigs,
chickens, goats, horses before a final step descent to the West coast
and the main village of Lenakel. Along the way we saw many people
walking, some carrying heavy water jugs, villages peeking through the
dense growth, footpaths winding off the road into the undergrowth and
colourful birds flitting through the openings and disappearing into the
foliage.
At Lenakel, we cleared customs, quarantine and immigration, all being
courteous and efficient although somewhat expensive in the aggregate by
comparison with other countries. The officials were gracious enough to
pre-process our outbound clearance as well, saving us a repeat, next
week, of the lengthy trek across the island just for that formality. We
also changed money at the bank (two hour lineup, no credit or debit
cards, US, Australian, New Zealand and Fijian dollars accepted), ate
lunch at a small restaurant and bought vegetables at the market (Mondays
and Fridays only). We also thanked our lucky stars that we followed the
advice of the cruising guidebooks and anchored at Port Resolution rather
than Lenakel, as the latter anchorage is exposed, rolly and unsuitable
for small boats in trade winds conditions; also, the customs, quarantine
and immigration offices along with the bank are scattered, making
hitching a ride almost essential.
Having started the day by boarding the truck at 0830, we arrived back at
1800 to find the boat decorated with origami, courtesy of Anna who was
assisted by Roberta, and the rest of the crew decorated with tattoos.
After getting our own tattoos, we enjoyed a great dinner and evening
onboard the boat.
We've met a number of cruisers on boats from Australia, New Zealand,
Austria (regrettably, the latter were "ugly" tourists, and happily they
left early this morning after a stay of less than forty eight hours) and
some other Canadians. This morning just after dawn two American boats
arrived together. The weather has turned nice and is settled, with some
breeze in the bay and cooler temperatures at night. We are in a
beautiful, unspoiled place where we hope to enjoy a leisurely stay.
David.
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October 8th Report Hello all:
Today we visited a "custom village" and an active volcano, Mount Yasur.
The term "custom" refers here to people living in accordance with their
historical or traditional customs, rather than adopting the Christian or
Western approaches to living. We paid a small fee to walk around the
village, or at least the guest houses in the village, and to see
traditional dances and songs performed by the men and boys. One enormous
banyan tree shaded most of a large dirt clearing which had been
painstakingly swept clean. The dancers are indigenous Melanesians, as
are over ninety seven percent of the population here, dark skinned and
well toned, clad in waistbands, nambas and not much else, and they put a
lot of energy into each dance, literally making the earth move with the
stomping of their feet. Souvenirs, principally carvings and jewelry,
were available afterwards. Among Vanuatu's islands, Tanna is better
known for weaving (done by women) than for carving (done by men). But we
have seen glimpses of carved posts and markers during our wanderings
around the island. Our visit demonstrates that the "customs" are at
least adaptable enough to embrace modern tourism as a source of hard
cash, something in demand for commodities and material goods that are
not made or cultivated by the village. I bought two items, one a gift
for my Dad and the other for our house.
When we first sailed towards Tanna Island, we made better time than
planned and arrived off the island during the night. While still well
offshore and in relative darkness, we could see an intermittent red
light off in the distance; at first we thought it was another vessel but
eventually we realized that this must be Mt. Yasur. This volcano was
erupting over two hundred years ago when Captain Cook visited the island
and named Port Resolution after one of his ships; it is believed to have
been erupting more or less continuously for some eight hundred years.
We rode in the back of a four wheel drive pickup upslope to a parking
area just below the rim of Mt Yasur, stuffed our "world's only volcano
post" postage-prepaid postcards into the lava-resistant all-metal
mailbox and hiked up to the rim about an hour before nightfall. Looking
down into the main crater, we saw two inner craters, each much steeper
than the outer crater, belching smoke, thundering with explosions and
tossing red hot glowing projectiles effortlessly skyward like clusters
of confetti, to drift back down, mostly back into the craters but some
falling perilously close to our position. The instructions were clear:
if lava "bombs" are tossed into the sky and appear to be falling down
toward you, do not turn and run blindly away; instead, stand your
ground, look at the bombs like fly balls in baseball, judge where they
will land and step neatly out of the way just in time. Meet danger with
a cold stare, as it were. Apparently there have been a number of
fatalities in recent years among people who did not or could not heed
this advice. We kept a keen eye, or rather several pairs of keen eyes,
on the lava bombs and did not have to put the latter part of the advice
into practice, the nearest chunk whistling earthward to land and lie
smoldering some two hundred feet to one side of our party. As darkness
fell, the brilliance of the display increased and we were entranced,
most with one eye on the sky and the other eye peering through the
camera. All too soon it was time to descend and as we drove along the
darkened track the full moon rose over the dense forest. Flying foxes,
furry bats with three foot wingspans, cast moonshadows across our path
while smaller birds flitted into the forest around us. An unforgettable
experience and one of the highlights of our voyage to date.
David.
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October 13th Report Hello all:
Kinetic is in Noumea, New Caledonia; lat 22-16.623S, lon 166-26.395E for
the Googlers.
We made some good friends in Vanuatu and we all wished we had more time
to spend there. Naomi decided to stay while the rest of us sailed for
Noumea. We arrived on Thursday afternoon after a boisterous passage from
Port Resolution, Tanna, Vanuatu. The route was about 273 miles and took
34 hours. Water was everywhere, and above decks everything was
salt-encrusted. Winds were mostly on or forward of the beam at 27 - 32
knots with squalls to 36 and lulls below 20. Sea state was rough to very
rough at times.
We finished the customs, immigration and quarantine formalities in
Noumea quite quickly. The quarantine officers took quite a bit of our
food, so it is fortunate that the local produce market is next door to
the marina as we were able to buy a wide range of fresh fruits,
vegetables and breads at 0530 this morning.
We walked around the Latin quarter last night and looked for a
restaurant suitable for bedraggled sailors; finding none, we came back
to the boat, made dinner and then slept soundly. Friends who are
cruising long term on a catamaran are anchored nearby and we plan to
meet up with them. We'll be in the area for the next several days.
Regards,
David.
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October 18th Report Hello
all:
On Tuesday morning, Kinetic left Noumea, New Caledonia bound for Sydney,
Australia. We may sail straight through or we may stop somewhere along
the way, depending mostly on weather.
We've made about 180 nautical miles in our first day out and are
presently at 24 degrees 6 minutes South, 164 degrees 16 minutes East,
where Googlers should see sea birds swirling and flying fish flying, all
above an immense expanse of blue ocean. Winds now are 20-25 knots,
gusting higher in squalls, and the wind has backed this morning so we
are broad reaching. We started out with sunshine and 18-20 knots on the
beam and it clouded over and built steadily to 25-30 knots on a close
reach. During the late afternoon one large deep sea container ship
passed us close to leeward and overnight another ship did the same.
We had several days of rest and relaxation mingled with boat chores, all
while tied up to a nice solid dock, our first since Lahaina, Hawaii last
July. New Caledonia is a French overseas territory, one of three in the
South Pacific. Noumea, the capital, is a modern city with all amenities.
We stayed at the very modern marina at Port Moselle where there were
clean washrooms and showers, open twenty four hours, right beside the
docks, along with a large market, laundry services, banks and
restaurants nearby. Noumea is French-speaking, and we enjoyed trying our
tres rusty high school French in interactions at the market and around
town. Most of the local people switched to English to complete the
conversation.
At the marina, we met boats and crews from many countries, most on their
way to New Zealand or Australia to sit out the upcoming cyclone season,
a few planning to secure their boats in New Caledonia. People sail all
kinds of boats across the oceans; at the ends, we saw a Catalina 27 and
a Swan 80, and lots of variety in between. All were busy drying out or
tidying up after their passages. One of our first boat chores was wiring
in a 230VAC/50Hz supply to a battery charger so that we could plug into
shore power, eliminating the need to run the engine for hours per day to
charge the batteries. We also swamped bilges, stowed gear, tightened up
lashings, checked over the engine, loaded up on water and diesel and
bought provisions.
We met up with good friends Scott & Nancy, fellow Canadians who have
been cruising full time for over four years on their forty seven foot
catamaran. They had a distinctly healthy, energetic glow about them and
no schedule-related stresses. They showed us the ropes in Noumea and we
enjoyed some nice dinners together. They also helped us get a few more
things to run on our computer, greatly simplifying our weather
information access just in time for the final leg of our outbound voyage
to Sydney.
Regards,
David.
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October 20th Report Hello
all:
Kinetic is in the Coral Sea, nearing the Tasman Sea, on passage between
New Caledonia and Australia. Position 27-19S, 158-51E. A relatively
close feature of interest is Lord Howe Island, an isolated United
Nations world heritage site and part of Australia, at 27-20S, 158-50E.
We still have some mal de mere onboard, but generally, appetites have
returned as people settle into the routine of a longer passage. Everyone
shares galley duty, but not necessarily equally; Debbie has risen above
the call of duty and produced some excellent meals. Anna, our youngest
crewmember, has very sharp eyes and is quite helpful. She spent time
today retrieving and passing tools as well as taking some time on the
steering wheel. Roberta and Jim enjoyed a shared daytime watch, basking
in the sun.
We have mostly clear skies tonight and Steve and David spent much of
their night watch looking at and identifying stars and constellations.
Prominent constellations (and their brightest stars) above us are Taurus
(Aldebaran), Orion (Betelgeuse, Rigel), Canis Major (Sirius), Carina (Canopus),
Eridanus (Achernar) and the Southern Cross (Acrux). Some of these stars
cannot be observed from more Northerly latitudes and so are new to us.
Aldebaran and Betelgeuse are reddish while Sirius, Canopus and Achernar
are bright and distinctly bluish.
Winds are 15-18 knots directly from behind us, so we are rolling gently
as we sail dead downwind towards our first landfall in Australia, still
hundreds of ocean miles away. We joined an informal daily radio schedule
with four other boats also making the same passage, exchanging reports
on wind, seas and positions. Other than that contact, we are very much
alone and a long way from "anywhere". The miles roll peacefully by at a
sedate pace, a few seabirds here, a set of larger waves there, a puff of
wind occasionally; deep blue ocean all around.
David.
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October 22nd Report
Hello all:
Kinetic is in Australia! We took less than five days to do the passage
from Noumea, New Caledonia to Coffs Harbour, New South Wales, Australia.
Google: 30-18.354S, 153-08.517E.
The passage was favored by brisk winds and lively seas most of the way
and we had some persistent mal de mere (seasickness) onboard as a
result. We received updated weather each day by wireless email and part
way through the passage we decided to motorsail and make a stop in Coffs
Harbour to avoid some forecast unfavorable weather.
Friday was a grand day - steady breeze from the right direction, hot
sun, good food, interesting wildlife. For breakfast, Steve baked fresh
blueberry muffins and then made egg 'n cheese toasted English muffins.
Dinner was chutney chicken and fresh vegetable salad, followed by apple
crisp, produced by Debbie. Culinary competition is increasing, and is
good for morale.
We saw a variety of birds: hundreds of miles offshore, we saw brown
Shearwaters and small, agile White-bellied Storm Petrels, a huge
Australian Pelican resting on the water unperturbed as the boat passed
close by and a Wandering Albatross with a most impressive wingspan.
Our last several hours approaching Coffs Harbour were quite wet as a
result of pouring rain, increasing wind and building seas. No drought
here! There was a lot of seawater over the decks. A large deep sea
freighter emerged from a dark rainsquall, becoming visible just a few
miles away, headed in the other direction. As has happened on previous
landfalls, dolphins appeared, seemingly to welcome us. These bottlenosed
dolphins, grey on top and lighter underneath, leapt right out of the
waves and back into the water, time and again, passing ahead, under and
behind the boat as well as playing in our bow wave. Darkness was falling
as we entered the harbour using our charts, radar and by lining up the
brilliant blue "fluoro" leading lights. We reported our arrival by radio
as required, anchored in twenty feet of water near a large pier and a
sandy beach, falling fast asleep as the boat rolled gently in a low
swell in the outer harbour.
The wind shifted during the night and we were lying in a different
direction in the morning. We tried to raise our anchor, however the
anchor chain was wrapped around something unmovable and presumably very
heavy. The local surf club had set up a surf paddling competition course
at the crack of dawn with marker buoys right beside us, restricting our
ability to maneuver around to recover the anchor. Not wanting to keep
the officials waiting after being called out from their Sunday morning
off, we buoyed and released the anchor rode and went into the dock to
clear Customs, Immigration and Quarantine.
While we were tied up to the fisherman's dock for a few hours for the
formalities, three people separately stopped by to say that they were
from Canada and had noticed the maple leaf flying from Kinetic's
transom; one from Victoria, one from Nanaimo and one from Salmon Arm.
It's a small world ...
The Harbourmaster squeezed us into a space in the marina for a few
nights and with the help of a local shop we located a diver to assist
with recovering the anchor tomorrow. We have two spare anchors onboard
and could have anchored out, but being on the dock is very convenient,
especially in poor weather. We heard a story about a local boat fouling
its anchor last year and recovering it complete with a very old anchor
and a length of heavy pinned chain from a tall ship of the late eighteen
hundreds. We suspect we found a concrete mooring block of more modern
vintage!
David.
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October 25th Report Hello
all:
Kinetic has arrived in Sydney, Australia and is berthed at the Cruising
Yacht Club of Australia in Rushcutters Bay. Google: 33-52.416S,
151-13.930E.
Before leaving Coffs Harbour, we recovered our anchor with the
assistance of a commercial diver who overcame very poor underwater
visibility and refused any payment. He now sports a Kinetic sailing
shirt. Everyone we met at Coffs Harbour was friendly and helpful,
particularly the officials, the fisheries co-op staff and the
harbourmaster, and it's a great place to stop for a visit.
Our last leg was coastal, two nights and one day, and we had great
weather and downwind sailing in ideal Northerly conditions. Memories of
tougher passages were quickly supplanted. We made such good time with
wind and current that we were projecting arrival in Sydney at "oh dark
hundred", as a friend likes to call it, so we put in for ice creams,
naps and dinner at Port Stevens for several hours. We were kept busy
with traffic as there were quite a few fish boats and freighters along
with some other sailboats. At night, with countless brilliant stars on a
dark moonless background, we saw bottlenose dolphins making
phosphorescent torpedo tracks in the water as they criss-crossed under
the boat; by day, we could see that they were taking turns rubbing
themselves on the underwater area of the bow as we surged along at eight
knots or so. We hope that a photo or two turn out!
Arriving in Sydney, we sailed through the spectacular Heads that mark
the harbour entrance, out of the sunshine and into the clouds, just as
lightning and thunder were sweeping over the city. It was Wednesday
morning, and sailboats and crews were already out training in the
harbour, safely away from their "day" jobs. An Australian friend zoomed
up in a powerboat and came aboard Kinetic with a bucket full of ice and
beer. We drifted in the harbour for a while, enjoying the welcome and
refreshments, and then motored into Rushcutters Bay, where by
coincidence we were assigned a berth next to a Kinetic sistership, Kioni,
which David sailed on last year.
From Vancouver, Canada to Sydney, Australia we have traveled some seven
thousand five hundred nautical miles (thirteen thousand eight hundred
kilometres) by sea in the past four months. The Kinetic program is about
teamwork, adventure and challenge. We've had nineteen family members and
friends, in various combinations, do all these sea miles and we have
experienced a great adventure along the way. Thank you for following
along with us and for the many messages we received (feel free to
continue to email us at kinetic@kineticsailing.com). We'll have a
slowdown in our Kinetic updates for the next several weeks before we get
back up to speed with the Sydney to Hobart race, starting on Boxing Day.
Regards,
David.
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