
Megawatt rainbow!

The sunsets here are all ineffable, but Mel can’t stop herself from trying to capture each one.

We anchor out where the big butt boats have to go and then explore the island of Akamaru

An impressive amount of landscaping for an island that supports a handful of people.

Church on Akamaru, one of many constructed by the French Catholic priests Honoré Laval and François Caret in the 1800’s.

The European structure clashes with the natural setting and resembles a landed UFO

The Fathers taught the Mangaravens construction trades and had them build their edifices out of coral. Coral can be strong AF.

Church interior.

The home of the former King. Hopefully he approves of the drapery.

The Akamaru vanilla farm. New goal for old age: run vanilla farm. This replaces the old goal for old age: run winery.

Lovely Diana gives us a vanilla farm tour

The bigger the bean, the better the vanilla. These are big beans!

We learn about vanilla AND Diana’s kids!

The meticulous arrangement of the vanilla vines is pleasing to the eye

The landscaping here is an interesting mixture of both wild and intentional plantings

We find what is presumably a marae buried in the forest by the vanilla farm

A well-maintained trail on Akamaru

Mel pretends she is an archeologist and would love to do a “dig” here

There is an interesting contrast between the structure of the marae and this one, which must have been built after learning of European construction techniques

The atmosphere here is very Indiana Jones.

This tall, scraggly plant has taken over this area, which must have been cleared for some reason in recent times.

And the plant photos begin! This is a spider hibiscus.

The plants are ablaze!

Plumeria. I mean, seriously?? So so pretty!

Pamplemousses! Mwah!

Can you imagine a wedding under the tree boughs? Or a fairy garden? Or a picnic?

This is real. No, really.

Possibly the berry of the miro tree, which makes the wood the Pitcairnians carve.

These palms are so nostalgic they won’t get rid of their old clothes

Another shot of the King’s house

It clearly takes some work to keep this up!

Lovely walk back to the dinghy on Akamaru

No one is around to restrain Mel from taking more plant pics!

Why is it that trees on beaches often look as though they want to plop in the ocean and go for a swim?

The islands are close together in the lagoon

:ight green and light blue…Ahhhh…

Akamaru, Gambiers

Bob the dinghy waits to take us out to Jerry.

This small boat ensures Akamaru’s population is not isolated

All these boats have shallow drafts or daggerboards

Once back on the boat, Mel looks up the names of all of the plants she photographed. Screwpine. Hee hee. Funny name.

Mel also looks up ways to make use of the vanilla they bought from Diana

Cut vanilla bean lengthwise. Stick in rum. Wait at least 1 week. Enjoy!

Cloud Nine, our accidental buddy-boat. Without planning it, we ended up anchoring next to these guys as we both island-hopped over the next several days. Americans and Canadians can’t help but stick together when surrounded by the French.

A ghost crab on Mekiro island, Gambier, fails to scare us away

We hike a goat trail on Mekiro

White boats explore the blue tiger

Jerry is in the back row, far right!

Something new to see every 50 feet

You may have realized that Mel couldn’t stop taking photos during the hike. This one is entirely different from the last one at this angle. I mean, this one has a rock in it!

The ridge on Mekiro is less scary than the one on Mangareva

Houseboat and friends

Greg and Mel conquer Mekiro. Swim leggings happen to be quite comfortable to hike in.

The other side of Mekiro. Aren’t the tiger’s freckles adorable?

Another tree that longs to sail away

Selfie. Polarized sunglasses are cool, right?

Jeremy gets his walk in for the day

Where’s Waldo?….the goat

Mel walked 10 feet. Look! Things are even prettier from this angle!

The reef tickles the ocean, and it laughs and laughs

A little island was hiding from us!

Of course there is a perfect white sand beach over there. Of course there is.

Still from a video of the crashing waves showing ocean blue color #138: “Ancient Glass”

Bride’s family to the left, groom’s to the right. Let’s get this boat-palm wedding over with! (Captioning is hard!)

Jeremy and Gary bond over food. Gary, who seems well-acquainted with humans, probably has been called at least 10 different names in his life. Come to think of it, most of his names are probably French.

Back in RIkitea, we attend a Mother’s Day Dinner and Dance. Here, one of the moms demonstrates her fishing hobby for the crowd.

Party City, eat your heart out!

The Mangarevan dancers had lovely headdresses

The judges review applications for Best Mother. Competition was fierce!

The Mangarevan form of dancing involves a lot of energetic stomping

The fisherwoman mom shows the judges her dancing skills

Mel is hoping to learn what all the moves mean some day

The third outfit for our mom. They had a whole dressing room and crew to help them in between the competition rounds.

The dance teacher solo dances for the crowd.

The next day, we head to Taravai for a Mother’s Day Lunch hosted by Herve and Valerie

Lovely house and pig-hunting dog

Valerie’s son is a musician and DJ, currently in the French Army

Valerie and Herve know at least four languages. Valerie learned English in school in Tahiti, but most Mangarevans learn from tourists.

The mothers got a headdress. Here you can see why Mel does not typically wear hats.

Herve takes his son to school on Mangareva, where he will go to school and stay with relatives before being boated home for the weekend.

These beautiful sea hibiscus flowers are all over Taravai

Valerie and Herve’s backyard.

We find another chapel on Taravai

Chapel grounds

Jerry looks good off the coast of Taravai

A gate greets visitors to Taravai

Jeremy is enjoying the lovely weather

Portia tree?

Herve teaches us Canadians, Australians, French, and Americans how to play pétanque.

Greg eventually understood the rules of pétanque. Mel? Nope.

Mel’s form. Her team won. But not because of her.

Greg and Mel on Taravai

Two little pigs, seen on Taravai.

We find an old graveyard on Taravai

The next day, we whip out our kayaks and Jeremy and Mel make it all the way to Agakauitai Island.

We saw our first reef shark here!

The southern coast of Taravai is complex and stunning.

Lava tubes of Taravai

Another lava tube shot. Mel thought they deserved two pics!

These little shell creatures love the tubes

More coastal eye candy

Enough touristing! Time for boat projects! On a rainy day, Mel sews up a tear in Greg’s shorts. So domestic!

We bought pearl floats from Herve so we can float our anchor chain around the bommies if need be.

During a blow from the north, we tuck into Taravai’s southern anchorage and turn on the underwater lights to look for fish.