Savusavu Hot Springs Hotel
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... Palm trees everywhere and water practically in every direction you look. We were picked up by Gene, our landlord for the next couple of months, and driven the short distance to our little piece of paradise. It really is heaven on earth. Our bure (hut) is very well kitted out and about 75m from the beach, on which we are the only people to ever walk. There are hammocks, kayaks and enough papayas to keep me happy for a long while. It's ...
... the river into Savusavu on the large north east island of Fiji. Glassy water, misty morn and gentle rain as we chugged past the hills, the pearl farm, the fishermen and the morning bus keeping pace with us toward the town.
We wait on anchor with our yellow flag up for customs, immigration and agriculture to arrive.
“Bulla!” Greetings all round. All very easy going, chatted football and cheap eats around town.
Onto a mooring ...
Savusavu can be both a meeting ground of friends and a sink hole; sort of like the Hotel California...easy to check-in but difficult to leave. After
we arrived with weather predictions of rain and big winds for the
next week, we knew we we were here for a bit. Not a bad place to be
as we could secure the boat to a mooring ball and explore the city.
We had heard of Ozzie, the electrical technician on our previous stay, and since the ...
... winds started to fill-in, they were not at all what we were expecting or what was predicted. Apparently a "low" had developed and stalled right where we were heading and winds were now predicted to be in the upper 40 knot range in this area with large amounts of rain and huge seas! Therefore, we altered course and headed due west, about 120 miles out of our way, to try to get out of the stormy area. This tactic helped us, but we still ...
... we had windwaves and spray and twelve hours later swells started to heap up to 3-4 m. They seemed well established in 9 sec intervals. The sails had been reduced to staysail and a shred of main.
The wind increased during the night and I saw 40 knots on my watch.
Day broke in shades of gray as we rode the waves in a constant yet ever changing rhythm. We must have had the timing just a bit off on one of the larger swells as it heaped up beneath ...