Fijian surprises

Fiji….our thoughts were along the lines of a tourist destination close to Australia full of holiday makers….we could not have been more wrong! The islands and reefs are a mecca for all those with a passion for being underwater.

We cleared in and completed customs and immigration on the island of Vanua Balavu (part of the northern Lau group in the remote east of Fiji) in the  village of Daliconi. A kava ceremony with the village Chief was held and only then were we considered welcome visitors. Post a bus/truck ride across the island to top up on supplies, visit the hospital and meet some of the colourful locals we headed to the Bay of Islands (not NZ), a superb series of limestone outcrops and tiny islands floating in the turquoise waters. Best way to explore?… a dinghy safari! The testosterone levels rose, outboards were revved and about 15 rubber duckies took to the peaceful and pristine waters on a snorkelling adventure like no other. The coves offered up caves for swimming and diving while colourful coral was in abundance.


From Somosomo (Taveuni) to Savusavu (Vanua Levu) we scuba dived on the amazing Rainbow Reef, climbed to waterfalls high up in the humid tropical greenery, dined in basic “Wine and Dine” establishments, cuddled the kids, visited the famous Jean Michel Cousteau Resort, stood on the 180 latitude mark (one foot in today and one in yesterday) danced in a conga line and drank kava with the locals and along with Christopher & Sue and Jenny & Greg Moynihan continued to be astounded by the surprises Fiji threw at us.


Life can change as quickly as the flick of a switch – while anchored in beautiful Viani Bay we received the news that Mag, James and Christopher’s mother had passed away on the Gold Coast. Jenny sorted out our flights and within days we were winging our way back to Australia, planning the small intimate family funeral, celebrating the life of my much respected mother-in-law with words of love and shared selected memories of her ninety years. Twice now, in our 12 months at sea, I have lost a woman who I have held in high esteem as progressive women with open minds and hearts who have made a huge impact on my life.  A reminder to us all that we need to live each day to its fullest – this was one of the mantras that my mother -in- law passed on to me. I intend to do exactly that! Rest in peace Mag!

The snapshot visit home gave us a taster of our life post Rally. Cars, shopping malls, stressed people, time constraints, occupational health and safety standards…but also sleeping in a stable bed, going out at night without a wet behind, but most of all, spending precious time with family.

One lesson that we have learned is that plans are meant to be changed. Our intention was always to sail into Australia – our way home after 12 years plus away. The past months in the South Pacific have been amazing and the decision has been made to return here next year to visit new, and revisit some of the fabulous places we have been privy to. Long story short, we will now take Miss Tiggy to Auckland for her summer break and face lift and fly back to Australia in mid November.

Now back at sea the journey continues – there is still plenty of Fiji left to explore!

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Whale of a time!

In Vava’u, Tonga it’s all about the whales. Here, deep in the South Pacific Ocean, is one of the rare places in the world where you can join a local whale watching operator, don your snorkelling gear and slide into the water to observe the huge hump back whales lolling about in the bays of the Vava’u group of islands. What a truly magical experience to plunge your masked face into the water and swim within metres of these huge gentle creatures while observing the antics of their offspring at close proximity. But, there are rules which must be obeyed to protect them and the industry that has successfully grown up around them in order to maintain the continuity of their annual visitors to the islands – the fines for breaking them are hefty!

The people of Tonga are friendly and welcoming and always happy to help out. Deeply religious and outwardly conservative, Sunday’s are off limits for shops and activities – even jogging or exercising publicly will raise eyebrows and the possibility of a fine from the local police. It is the Lords day and most family’s spend it at their chosen church followed by a Tongan lunch normally cooked over a fire in an earth pit in their back yard. We visited the Catholic and Methodist services to listen to their magnificent singing – rich voices in complete harmony and sung with from the heart. Afterwards we needed a ride to a restaurant to meet friends for brunch and with no taxis available on a Sunday, we were hoisted into the back of a family van, happy to collect us from the side of the road, and dropped off at our destination.

Provisioning was more difficult here – oh how I miss the supermarkets of the French colonies! Ask a local where to find particular foods and the answer is always the same…the Chinese store. Problem is that all the small grocery shops are owned by the Chinese which all sell the same stuff. There are a couple of specialist deli operators who can offer some meats and small goods but the prices are high as they are brought in by container ships. The local market is open daily, except Sundays, and offers basic fresh fruit, vegetables, eggs etc. One gem is the “Tropicana Cafe” operated almost single handedly by Greg an expat Kiwi who offers everything from a great flat white to garbage disposal, gas refills, laundry and IT support. I even bought a Yoghurt Maker from him! To top it off the Vava’u Villas and Glamping is owned and operated by Ian an ex Launceston Grammar student (James’ school) so we were entertained at dinner by “Rick, Rick, Rickedy, Dick…” – their old war cry!

Mary-Anne and Sandy Wilson joined us for a week on the boat and were immediately thrown in at the deep end with an Oyster beach party and socialising on tap, finishing their stay with a 70’s night of dancing in the local tapas bar with a Spanish DJ.  


Amongst the whale watching, snorkelling, G&T’s and enjoying everything Tongan we managed to watch the Dees wiggle into 7th on the ladder only to lose their last game of the season to Collingwood and drop to 9th by a hairs breath and miss out on the finals…such a disappointing end of a better season. Simultaneously we were being sent articles and pictures of Nick (Riewoldt) as he finished his spectacular career with St Kilda – such a champion. 

Our last day in the Vava’u group presented us with sunshine and fair winds (we had a lot of unseasonal rain during our stay) and a mother humpback and her calf glided by us as we prepared to leave. A few hours into our passage towards Fiji we received warnings from friends still in Nieafu of bad conditions with particularly big swells. Luckily their information was incorrect and apart from an uncomfortable first night of rocking and rolling we had a fast sail to Vanau Balavu in the eastern Lau group..Fiji is next!