The road and the trail to the cross on the hill slowly
sloped up. It was an easy, albeit sweaty, hike to the top; a perfect one to try
out our new sandals. A massive blister aside, it felt great to do something
interesting and active again. The view of the bay, the village and the
surrounding hills was nice, but the famous “spires” of Ua Pou, the peaks of some
mountains, stayed hidden in the clouds. After being in Hakahau for six days,
they barely "peaked" out once.
A Marquesan village is not complete without a breezy church
and its skilfully engraved woodwork. The cemetery in the back was cute as well.
Mark and I walked a bit more throughout the town, but didn’t find any other
sights. Having come to a stopping point workwise and after a very frustrating
day of toilet repairs, it is time to move on. Practicing my new hobby, which is
called “resting”, the perfect thing to do when the boat wobbles up and down and
when the heat and humidity is getting a bit too much, will therefore be put on hold
until further notice as well. Let’s go sailing and exploring!
Anaho Bay in Ua Pou
The bay and anchorage of Hakahau
Hidden peaks of Ua Pou, seen from the cross
Church of Hakahau
Interior of the church, where openings under the roof provide fresh air
Hakahau cemetery
Irie, about the be alone in the bay
Tiki spigot with potable water, near the primary school in the village
Proud to introduce: our new - bright white - toilet pump!
The spires, almost totally visible on day six in the bay
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