Edgar Alan Doh!

Drawing by W. Bligh. The William Bligh

Thunk.
Thunk.

What is that knocking? Knocking at my cabin door?

Thunk Thunk,
out there darkness, nothing moor! 

Oh its a bloody mooring buoy, Thunk,  knocking on the hull THE SAME bloody mooring buoy thunk the Boring Boring YC.

Thunk

The noise is quite annoying, last time I was here I was down the blunt end, and Alan had his cabin up the pointy end, near the thunking noise.

Still, looks like I'll have to get used to it. Were here, having put up with strong winds disrupting our visits to Raiatea, there's now nothing for days and we want to leave for Rarotonga soon. Sod's and Murphy's laws apply to sailing big time.

As Steve put it, being stuck in Bora Bora is hardly a strain or likely to instill sympathy in others. Its very hard to complain about really.

Looks like were going for a walk up to the WWII gun battery after some pan cakes. Hopefully there will be pictures. Yesterday's pictures have disappeared. More camera worries.

You know I said the water is always bluer on the other side of the reef. Well actually I didn't I said the other side of the Lagoon, but I've improved it since then. It is. We drove round Riatea and this is what we saw.