Quasar V of Lleyn - Quasar V Log
Friday 4th April
BOAT DAY IN THE BAY
JB: Having indulged in a lovely tour the day before, we had allocated today
as a work day on the boat, although Lindsey (having fallen in love with the
island the day before) went horse riding in the morning - more about that
later.
Malcy started work on the macerator pump, a job which had him occupied for
most of the day. It's not a pleasant job (it involves number 2's) and poor
Malcy persevered with it. Barry went to pick up our bags of laundry and
feeling confident that I could identify everyone's clothing and bedding I
volunteered to sort it out. After the tenth time I asked "whose is this?",
it became apparent that some one else's laundry had been mixed up with ours!
Robert, Barry and I decided to press on with lowering the second yankee
(headsail) which we use in down wind sailing and which we decided we didn't
need for our jaunt to the other islands and Tahiti. This involved folding
an enormous sail on the foredeck and refolding it (flaking) on land so it
could fit snugly in to its bag. Sounds easy but in the ferocious heat it
was difficult.
Whilst ashore I checked us out with the gendarme (police) and they were
disappointed that I did not come laden with Quasar V crew shirts. Earlier
in the week when Linds and I had checked us in, the 2 policemen were quite
taken with our bright red crew shirts and wanted to exchange their own
gendarme (pale blue) shirts with ours. I managed to escape from them without
getting detained or arrested though.although the handcuffs looked tempting!!
Meanwhile Linds, chief medical officer, went to the hospital with Malcs to
pick up his test results which were sadly inconclusive. I think he is keen
to return home and resolve the situation rather than take up their
suggestion to take more tests in Tahiti!
Having gone shopping for food with Roberto I then decided to join Barry and
get tangled up with the spinnaker and its snuffer on the foredeck. The
spinnaker and snuffer constantly misbehave and insist on getting twisted
when hoisted which makes life difficult when lowering the sail at sea. As
we continued to untangle the numerous lines and work out what the problem
was, dusk arrived but Barry and I felt pleased with ourselves - save for
when we got the snuffer line caught around the radar scanner situated
halfway up the mast - that we had solved the "twist" problem and all on
Quasar promptly scooted off to the restaurant with our good friends the
Cleonites who had just arrived in the bay, with Malcy reluctantly letting go
of the macerator pump which he had spent all day fixing (it's the pump for
the holding tank!).
(RL) Went shopping late with JB and bought not too much for a small fortune.
Food seems to be 3 to 4 times the cost in the UK. Being a French dependency
French Polynesia has a good standard of living and there is no sign of any
poverty!
Had lunch at our usual restaurant and were talking to some BWR people again
and in conversation told us that BWR had dropped Equador from their
itinerary some years ago, as they had had too many problems at the marina we
went to and considered it unsafe (how right they were!)
Were joined by Cleone in Pension Moana Nui (our usual and only other
restaurant) and met Into The Blue .another good evening with some pizza left
over for lunch!
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