Moorea

Due to the delays the guys had delivering the yacht we needed to find a venue for an extra week. 

Moorea is the Island to the west of Tahiti. We thought we'd give it a go. 




Moorea is the land that time forgot. Hardly anyone lives there, it's very quiet. Except maybe King Kong is lurking in the volcanic rain-forested mountains. 

We stayed in a waterfront house on the northern side, the most populous part. Which is to say there is pretty much just one road, with a few side streets. 



We did yoga in the cabana and swam off the little dock. We ate in at nights. We kayaked out to the reef. Super chill. 

The guide book offered hikes. So after some confusion about maps we walked to the the 3 pines ridge, looking out over Openohu Bay. Hot, wet, humid, a little muddy, about 5 discrete types of rainforest, and a great view from the top.


Moorea was cool. Then finally the guys had arrived at Tahiti, motor not working, and a few other casualties from the gruelling passage. So we headed over to say hello. 

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