I’ll now catch up with my narration and write here about 3 days.

Saturday

After having been at land on Friday with the still high swell in harbor, we spent the day on board. Dennis & Jacque brought in the morning the fish they promised us the day before. A tuna of just above 50 cm. The first price was a bit on the high side but the negotiated price was fine.

I had to eviscerate it. Peeling off the skin is still something I need more experience. (To get this experience I’m trawling a line to catch a fish, but the boat speed of high 6 to more than 8 KN and in longer blow she even reached the 10.6 KN, is too high, thus I don’t expect to catch something.)

Sunday

Bread baking day. I forgot the evening before to prepare the first stage of the dough. Woke up at 0420 and recognized what I forgot. Thus, I got up and worked for about 20 min and the shortly kneaded water & floor mixture could work while I slept again.

At 0800 I worked on the next phase of kneading the first phase dough with sourdough, salt, a bit of yeast and about 160 ml of Salad Topper. Salad Topper is a mixture of all kinds of seeds with a few cranberries inside. I bought it for mixing it into my muesli. But now I put some into the bread dough. An experiment which turned out pretty good.

In between the proofing times of the dough, I wrote messages, did small boat jobs and eviscerated 3 more fishes.

The young guys, and especially the lady of the Danish crew of the mono hull in front of us, are very actively doing spear fishing. They brought us 3 small tuna. A very special species of tuna about 30 cm long and a black dot at is sides. I was thinking that this fish wants to spear fished with its target mark at its side.

I also prepared a 30 m long line enabling me to position the dinghy between land and buoy or stern anchor freely. With this, I don’t need to swim to get back to the dinghy but can pull the dinghy to me.

Monday

We went back on land to walk up to the top of the 300 – 400 m high cliffs at the southern side of the bay. I did this walk already in August with my OBM.

We walked for quite a while when a car came up the hill on its way to Omoa. The 15 km long concrete and dirt road connects the villages of Hanavave and Omoa. We tried to hitch hike and were lucky. The driver gave us a lift. He first thought we wanted to go to Omoa. I explained that we want to go up the hill, to have a good view down into the bay. When he mentioned the “bulldozer point” I knew he knows where we want to. I remember the rusting bulldozer from my ascent with my OBM.

The bulldozer, was used to build the road and I assume it was paid by the French tax prayers. As there was no owner of it, it was just parked beside the road with wishes for a happy rusting. Machines rusting like this I saw several times on island I visited in French Polynesia. No private owner thus happy rusting.

The view was like last time spectacular. Last time there were only 2 boats in the bay, MaRe and Anixi of Nora & Hacko. This time about 10. By far most of them catamarans.

On the way back we were lucky again and got a lift into Hanavave village.

Back on MaRe, I did some preparations for our departure next morning.

For dinner we had the 3 small tuna and Inges special fried potatoes. Excellent.

With this long catching up, I caught up with my narrations and the following ones are up-to-date.