At anchor in Hideaway Bay, a day sail away from Port Vila,
Vanuatu's capitol city, and much more tranquil.
But it's that time once again to be hauled out to paint
the bottom
NEXT->
The haul out operation was particularly scary when the
framework underneath broke and we had to wait for it to
be repaired!
Eventually they rolled us through the gates to the
boatyard
A week later we were out and our friends on Cabaret, a
55 ft home-built cat, were in...just barely, as the gates
had to be removed entirely to squeeze them inside!
Cabaret also had to be repainted. Capt. Bill on deck
(behind the tree branch) watches the crew below...
...While Nancy stays out of the way, standing by to push
with the dinghy if needed
Cabaret's pilot house is a great place to relax with a
good book
Barb, Bob and Nancy outside the colorful fabric market
Barb and Nancy, with Cabaret in the background
The eroding beach at Hideaway Bay.
Nancy on Hideaway Bay beach
These tree roots were underground for over a hundred
years, but with higher sea levels they are being
undercut and eroded. Can you say global warming?
The large central public produce market in downtown
Port Vila was the finest we'd seen in half the world!
The veggie selection was huge and the prices
obscenely low
The produce was always fresh and the market clean
At anchor for a few days off Jerry's gardens in Havannah
Harbor.
Barb, Jerry Robesen and Nancy from Cabaret at Jerry's
place on Moso Id
Jerry's home compound was neat and orderly
Jerry and his wife Claudia at the door to their
still-being-built new home
The million dollar view from Jerry's front yard
Jerry's village of Tasiriki was also neat and orderly
Barb with Jerry's daughter Penny (R) and her friend
The pied piper of ¡QB!
Jerry invited us to his home and at least Barb enjoyed
the fresh coconut water refreshment !