Sunday 4 July 2010 Luganville, Vanuatu
Today, or more correctly tonight, was the time we were supposed to head off across the horizon to Mere Lava. But it was not to be. The day started well … sunny … calm … a bit slow (it is Sunday after all) as we continued the final preparations for departure.
There was Gerhard topping the boat’s water tanks with drums filled ashore and transported in the dinghy, Matt up to his waist below the floor boards at the front of the boat fixing the sink and shower bilge, (yes we do have a shower of sorts on board) and Lainie and Mike threading the genoa sail back onto the forestay after it was removed so that a loose edge could be hand sewn by members of the last crew, plus a helpful ni-van volunteer, Christine, who works at the local resort.
Just typing Lainie’s name reminded me of the other day when we were loading packs, bags and general gear on board … “who’s hair dryer is this?” I inquired, although I think it might have come out something like …”WHO’S HAIR DRYER IS THIS!!?!” … enough said. (Although, in her defense and as a past boat owner herself, Lainie does understand that the power requirements of a standard hair dryer far exceed the capabilities of the average yacht, which might explain her impish look when this valuable piece of her luggage was revealed)
Being Sunday there were a lot of locals wandering along the beach and so Gerhard’s exertions filling up water bottles and driving the dinghy back and forth attracted a lot of attention from the local children. Helpful in the extreme these kids, who seemed to be travelling in flocks would seize the containers, race off to the tap then giggle and squeal and jump about as each one was capped and dragged back to the dinghy in turn. Eventually, Gerhard must have felt their devotion to duty was worthy of reward and asked whether they’d like a ride out to the boat. “yes, yes, oh, yes!!!” was the reply with claps all round.
So it was that we saw Gerhard returning about mid way through his water-duty, with the dinghy up on the plane with maybe 6 little kids screaming and yelling with delight. The dinghy was barely alongside when the excited kids jumped at the ladder two at a time and clambered on deck. “Hello, hello, hello, thank you thank you” the kids repeated as they set about exploring everything in sight. The next trip ashore saw Gerhard bring more kids out, with some of the original ones returning for the ride … and of course to help fill more bottles.
We did a headcount and think it was nine kids in all, with one of them being treated for a nasty sore on the leg by Lainie. It was a fun time and when Lainie asked, “is this the first yacht you’ve been on?” they exclaimed “yes, yes” followed by lots of clapping, and then one or two said that most yachts don’t like them coming aboard. But today, at least for these kids, things were different.
While some of the kids were gathered around Lainie in the galley and a few more were up the front “helping” Matt with the fitting of a new bilge pump, there was a need to rearrange some of the items in the freezer. In particular to move the half-melted ice-cream (yes, it was a weak moment yesterday at the supermarket) down to the bottom of the freezer where it might be colder. Mike had gone up on deck and so there was Lainie transferring (pouring) the ice-cream into a smaller container and it was as if the already excited kids were suddenly electrified – “ICE-CREAM, ICE-CREAM, ICE-CREAM!!!” they exclaimed. Those “attached” to Matt’s activity up the front section of the boat suddenly lost interest in his educational dialogue on water, pumps, connecting wires and batteries, as the words ICE-CREAM echoed in everyone’s ears.
Trying to diffuse the situation Lainie explained that it was Mike’s ice-cream, to which they made a bee-line up on deck to seek out this “Mike” of which Lainie spoke. Mike by now was awake up to the situation and when confronted with the excited question from the gathered throng … “Where’s Mike?” … felt compelled to let them down easily with the admission that “Mike not here”, (at least not the Mike that was going to see all the ice-cream disappear in a matter of seconds.) We were only thinking of their teeth. Ice-cream can cause cavities after all.
We did end up feeding the kids, but it centred mostly around fruit sticks, oranges and pamplemoose which were happily received by all.
On the list of tasks completed today we should also add the main water tank bladder, which the previous crew thought might have sprung a leak, but after much testing by Gerhard was found only to have a loose tap fitting which was easily fixed before refitting down in the bilge.
There was also the boat’s house batteries which got a serious re-charge with maybe 15 hours of Honda generator time, bring them back to full power – demonstrated by way of 4 green lights on the dashboard panel one of which was flashing!! Maybe not so exciting for you, but it sends us wild out here. You start the day with 4 greens on the dash and man it can’t get any better.
The final 20 litre drum of petrol was filled up mid afternoon and all looked go-for-launch tonight, but then I caught up with Gibson (the apprentice optometrist who was supposed to join us with Bob aboard at 4:00pm tonight) in town (in fact my taxi driver turned out to be Gibson’s uncle and pointed him out to me walking on the side of the road) and he explained that Richard Tatwin, down in Pt Vila, had been unwell, had lost his phone and had not dispatched the boxes of spectacles as expected. Consequently he had no glasses to dispense. What to do? In the end we managed to track Richard down (something poor Gibson had been trying to do since last Thursday) and it was agreed that he would get some boxes on tomorrow mornings flight which Gibson would collect before coming back to the boat with Bob for an afternoon departure.
No problems, he-good.
So here we are, an extra night in the calm waters of Luganville. It was strange when we were phoning backwards and forwards, me to Gibson, Gibson to me, then to Richard, and back again, with a call to Bob also thrown in … then Gibson said to me, “when you phone me, Richard Tatwin’s number displays on my phone” … “Did you type Richard’s name instead of mine” I inquired. “No, it’s Digicell” “But how does Richard’s name come up when I call?” “You call me and I’ll show” said Gibson. So I dialed the numbers and Gibson showed me the display on his phone and sure enough it said … “DIGICELL, Richard Tatwin”
Then we looked at the numbers in more detail, and it seemed almost too amazing to believe. My ten digit Telstra mobile phone number from Melbourne, (currently on international roaming) had exactly the same last seven digits as Richard’s seven digit Digicell Vanuatu phone number. As a result Richard’s name appeared on Gibson’s phone each time I called him. I still find it hard to believe, but there was no doubt about it.
In closing I should mention last night’s dinner guest David Beaty who put paint to paper to lovingly paint a watercolour of Chimere at anchor here in Luganville. It was really nice of him and hopefully there’s a copy up on the website pretty soon for all to see.
The owner of the boat on which David crews, John Turpie came over this afternoon to chat islands, charts, places to visit, anchorages, villages and characters we’ve met and I was able to send him away with a few mudbrick manuals and moulds … in the hope that he will spread the mudbrick and low smoke stove word through the northern islands. John’s partner, Sylvia (Siv) Grava flew into Santo on the same plane as us last Thursday night. They are all from a small place on the Eyre Peninsula, Sth Australia, called Elliston and after being apart for 5 weeks or so, John and Siv looked keen to be reunited. Along with David, they’ll work their way up through the northern islands over the next few months, a fitting reward for their horrific crossing of the Coral Sea from Queensland – a tale of endurance and survival with sails blown out, water coming in and Murphy’s Law being proven right on more than one occasion.
And finally, my apologies to Ramon, whose name was left off the list of past crew members from my Ships Log of two nights ago, sorry Ramon.
So tomorrow we go … or at least that’s the plan.
Smooth seas, fair breeze and “ICE CREAM”
10 thoughts on “No go Sunday”
Hey, a big shout out to Robyn hides (mum) arriving
on the boat shortly! Have fun and be safe!
Lots of love, Andy, jonny and the hammo crew x
Hey kitty kats (Dad, Matt, other assorted crew members)
I’m sure Matthew’s ‘Educational Dialogue’ was enthralling, what with melted ice cream being more interesting and all 😛 It made me laugh.
Glad to hear everything is going well so far.
I showed Opa how to use the internet and how to access this website yesterday. When I got home today he rang and was pleased to announce that he had read this post all by himself (and had in fact read it before me). I thought you would be pleased to know that he is now internet-literate and is following the website.
Big love to you all and I hope Matty’s settling in nicely.
Ahoy there Lanie!
Wonderful to hear you are aboard Chimera and about to begin your next sailing and medical adventure!
We had a ball on our Scallywags Cruise from Mooloolaba to Urangan with little Ethan 5 and Eliza 3 on board with their mum and dad AND grandpa Robert too naturally! We laughed most of the way …at all their antics!
Sounds like you’ll have children galore to keep you entertained too!
Motorsailing to Bundaberg today then Great Keppel by Thursday!
Happy Vanuatu to you and all the crew!
Annie and Rog on Forza2
Heya Matt & Rob (& others),
Nice to know the ice-cream didn’t go travelling away in the tummys of the kids… i’m sure you guys would have slightly mourned the loss of that. Also nice to know you (Matt) tried to put the kids through listening to what James called ‘educational dialogue’ – see I’m sorry to admit I would have had the same reaction had I heard ice cream was about!
Hope you’re taking care of yourselves and having fun.
Um arrived in Santo where we spent 2 days. Sailed overnight NE to Mere Lava last night and did a clinic this afternoon. A stunning little island that just rises vertically from the ocean, somewhat 3000 feet. Have to go fishing soon. Seen lots of big fish under the boat this morning.
Report again soon, thanks for you note
and love to you, Mum and Bianca from Matt and me. Good to hear you have Opa online and Matt ate spag bol from the same pot as the rest of us tonight and even opened and drank his own coconut this afternoon – climbing the tree and breaking off the husk is not something any of us will be doing soon. Matt found a new audience for an engineering dialogue today … he went to sleep a very tired puppy around 8:30pm.
Luv u all
Ahoy there to you too Annie & Rog wonderful to receive your comment and your sailing news! Stay tuned for todays blog ! Fair winds & Happy Sailing! With Love From Lanie & Crew at Meri Lava – Vanuatu. 0
Thanks for your honesty 😛 I have to admit I jumped out of the bilge and joined the commotion in the galley when I heard about the iced cream. I think we’ve all decided that icecream > grey water system
Super to hear from you Lanie! Wot you been upto?Guess What ?…..We’ve just crossed the Tropic of Capricorn and passed Cape Capricorn…looked back and was sure I could see a hint of ‘Clare’ anchored there! Beers to celebrate! Sailing along on a beam reach in the rain! Heading for the anchorage off the Resort at good ol Great Keppel! How ’bout that?
Dying to hear what’s cookin’ up there with you and all the crew!
thanks for your comments.
Lainie said to say that she is having a ball. She’s been doing some great work in the clinics and is something of a kid magnet. There’s a crowd around her wherever she goes.
Have a great time at Great Keppel.
As for the Dees? You must be dreamin’. We surely haven’t been away that long.