It’s about 0430. I woke up and can’t sleep.

In 2 h I have to get up to bake bread. When done, we will take one for Alex and his family because they asked us to come on Monday before departure to get a breadfruit. The breadfruit will be our staple food for the next days and the freshly baked bread a token from us to say thank you.

In the next days my narrations will be as always actual but in between I’ll have a few catching ups about the great time we had here on Penrhyn Islands with all the wonderful people we met. It’s emotionally not easy to leave.

Writing narrations about my experience in Omoka, the Western side village of Penrhyn, took me quite some time to make sure I got all, which I wanted to write about in the right way. Sometimes it was not that easy to express the impressions I got.

At about 1030 we will lift the hook go carefully through the horseshoe shaped canal to the pass and then out and back into the open Pacific to head north to Kirimati Island. Kirimati is about 700 NM north of Penrhyn.

When going through the canal I hope the big US motor catamaran does not block the canal. The crew is by police order out under confinement on board at long as they stay in the lagoon. Without asking and without permission they tried to install antenna system on a motus (islet) and did not follow some other arrival requirements. Also in terms of seamanship they behaved strange. They moved our tender in another corner of the little harbor with the unprotected side against the sharp edged stones of the wall to get their tender in the place where mine was before and tied their line on top of mine.