We came to the Gambier expecting nothing transcendent. For months we had been hearing the same thing from people in the position to know – most notably a couple of public health nurses who work all over French Polynesia – that the people of Mangareva, the main island in the Gambier, are "special".
"Special" sounded pretty good. Until out informants told us that they meant "special" as in especially difficult.
|There are introduced berries on Mangareva. You can tell|
Elias is really an Alaskan kid by how excited he gets
about picking them
|One day's haul|
|And the pie his mom baked|
But, it always works out this way. If we come somewhere expecting little, we find a lot to like.
I want to reach to the hackneyed language that sports enthusiasts use to describe the latest 17-yr old phenom - the Gambier is a incredible physical specimen. It is a wonderful example of the remote tropical island – a high volcanic island well on its way to becoming an atoll. High mountains scattered here and there and surrounded by a mostly-submerged reef.
There are heaps of anchorages to explore, which is a real change after being tied to the quai in Rapa. There are tracks up the hills. And the hills are just the right scale – steep and impressive-looking from the deck of your boat, but small enough for an eight-year-old to happily tramp to the top of.
|Just the right scale|
After all the social interaction in Ra'ivavae and Rapa we're happy to tend our own garden for a bit, and we've made precious little attempt to get down with the locals. But there is a nice company of like-minded sailors here – our old friends on Hera, a delightful Kiwi couple who are also heading to Valdivia, and with whom we have a ton of friends in common, and a smattering of French boats that are mostly taking a break – for months or for years – from the peripatetic life.
It'll do for us.
|Another milestone - the boys' first unaccompanied dinghy|
|One eye on the passage ahead - what's left in those|
food lockers, anyway?
And, meanwhile, having another Chile-bound boat for company has brought our excitement at this next grand chapter to a boil.
The weather is looking great for the passage. The southeast Pacific high looks to be very well set up, which has established a huge area of counter-clockwise winds over this part of the world. All we have to do is to get a thousand nautical miles – in round numbers – south of here, and then we should have beautiful westerlies to carry us on our way.
The trick, of course, is getting across those thousand miles, many of them with no wind at all…