Waiata's
Log (pinched from Waiata's log/diary)

New
Year Trip - Mercury Islands 1998
1 Jan:
Chamberlains Bay, Pounui Island, we
joined up with Mates Rates
and Rusty Scupper. We had
found out that some more H28s were at
the Mercury Islands so decision made to
head in that direction.
2 Jan:
Elephant Cove at the Happy Jacks. On our
way across we spotted 4 sharks, 3 fins
in the distance and one that swam past
the boat and looked at us with his beady
eye, it was about 8 ft. We met up with 2
more H's at this stop. Hiria
and Pleiades 3 also in the
bay. Later that day Hiria came
over with a dinghy load of mussels for
us. We ended up on Rusty Scupper
in the company of Mates Rates and
starting steaming the mussels for first
course about 5.00 ish, steamed with
onions and vinegar. That went down
rather well so the next lot were
steamed, this time with chilli sauce -
yum! Ian whipped across to Waiata and
made up a batter so the third lot were
fritters - yum again. Then to finish off
the evening Mates Rates
fetched ice, Canterbury cream and
Butterscotch Schnapps complete with
liqueur glasses, nothing like roughing
it is there. Some what rollie night
spent in the Bay.
3 Jan:
7.00 a.m., no wind, motored to the
Mercs. Also joined by Skana
who had made a 5.30 a.m. start from
Motutapu. We arrived around 2.00 pm.
Found Monty Python, Desiderata,
Aphrodite in Peachgrove Bay,
this bay has lovely white sand and bush.
The word didn't have to spread too far
to know it was BBQ on the beach for tea
time. There were small waves breaking on
the beach something that the dinghies
are not good at coping with, they have a
habit of going side on to the wave and
then you either get swamped or tipped
out. Quick agility to exit the dinghy at
the right moment required. We were the
last dingy to come in. By this time we
were greeted by a welcoming party from
those that were on the beach first, the
men had stripped to their undies and
came out to guide the dinghies in.
Brydon and Anne had already come to
grief and both flipped into the tide,
quick shift action and spotting, Richie
even rescued Anne's glasses from the
tide. Luckily Brydon had come in earlier
and landed the essentials - grog and
food! Talk about laughter, men in undies
and Brydon and Anne looking decidedly
bedraggled, the jokes and laughter
continued through the evening. Another
bumpy night, Skana and Mates
Rates moved round to the Cove
for the night, the ladies like a calm
sleep.
4 Jan:
Weather still lovely, we motored round
to Coralie Bay, another lovely bay.
Confessions to the fore at BBQ time. Mates
Rates and Skana
certainly got their calm night, they
chose a spot that dried out at low tide!
Mates Rates / Skana woke
at 3.30 a.m. in Mates Rates
they found themselves sleeping against
the cabin walls and even more hilarious
on Skana their main bed is
made up across the main cabin at night,
they woke doing headstands! Realising
there was nothing they could do till the
water came back in they rearranged
themselves and went back to sleep - Skana
now lying down standing up. In the
morning they decided to go for a walk to
fill in time. A quick leap into the
dinghy by Don (Mates Rates)
and the dinghy hit the bottom with a
jolt. Soon discovered that the water
depth was only about up to their knees
so they walked the dinghies across to
shore and started out on their trek. Now
at this time of the morning Don usually
has a session. So he spent the whole
walk wishing he had brought some loo
paper with him. Jenny wouldn't let him
go, not even using a good old Rangiora
leaf as natures toilet paper. They
relayed all this at our BBQ, we were
making so much noise that some people
came over and remarked at what a fun
time we were having.
5 Jan:
Whitianga - we (Waiata)
actually did a bit of sailing on this
day - shock/horror! We spent the morning
having a great sail over to Whitianga,
this takes about 3-4 hours. We anchored
off the beach and went for a wander,
lovely spot, probably with 3 times its
normal population at this time of year.
The others in our group chose to book a
marina for the night and had showers and
ate dinner out. With Waiata's
manoeuvring not to be trusted we decided
to continue in sailing mode and didn't
stay in Whitianga over night. We had a
spinnaker run out the harbour area and
found a lovely bay (Matapaua Bay) with
bush right down to the sea and some
batches down on the beach. Enjoyed our
steak and wine for tea.
6 Jan:
Had a slow start to the day and set the
sails for a run down to the Red Mercury
Island, this is the most outer island of
the bunch. Steep cliffs coming up out
the sea and huge areas of Pouhutakawa
trees covering the island, a mass of red
flowers. This coupled with it's red rock
faces - the island is aptly named. Once
round the top we enjoyed 6-7 knot
sailing. I had the troll line out the
back all day - but no fish exist in
these waters, we've decided. We met up
with the rest of the bunch back at the
main Mercury Island (Shower Bay) and had
yet another amusing BBQ.
7 Jan:
Sunshine persisting, lazy morning had by
all and hot scones on Rusty
Scupper - it's a hard life at
sea! Feeling rather guilty about lack of
exercise, we all went for a walk round
to the next bay which had a waterfall
and pool for a swim. We ended doing this
via the scenic route, as we couldn't
find the correct track and ended up near
a plantation of pine trees. But alas we
found the path and what took 1 hour to
achieve one way, took 30 minutes to
return. That nights BBQ included a game
of Petanque (spelling?), the rules being
that you had to have a glass of wine in
one hand and the ball in the other. The
game got louder and more confusing as
each set past.
8 Jan:
Decision made to make the first leg of
our return home as the winds were due to
get up by the next day. We
motored-sailed back and settled into
North Harbour, Pounui Island, this trip
took from 7.00 am to 2.00 pm. The winds
were getting strong as the day went by.
It was at this stage that Waiata's
motor started to play up or should I
say, the motor was making the right
noises, but the variable pitched prop
which gives us forward and reverse had
seized. We threw the anchor down, we
were a bit close to another boat which
he voiced his dislike at our closeness.
We relayed our problem to them but they
still kept a wary eye on us. Ian had a
compulsory swim to see if he could throw
any light on the problem. After commands
from Ian to shift the prop forward and
back, it seemed to free itself. With the
assistance of Brydon from Rusty
Scupper, just in case it played
up, we moved to another spot not too
close to anyone. Kuruza also in the bay.
9 Jan:
Stayed in the bay, winds 35-45 knots!
This time it was hot beer bread aboard Rusty
Scupper. The afternoon turned
into evening and Ian come up with a
"what's in the cupboard pasta
surprise" for tea. This we shared
with Rusty Scupper. We had
no fridge for this trip as the
compressor runs off the engine, last
Christmas the fridge spat its dummy and
we had not got it repaired because it
was in the too hard bin to repair. We
bought ourselves a chilli bin with a
cooling motor in it from the Warehouse
($79.95). You plug it into a cigarette
light fitting when the motor is on and
this acts as a fridge. This kept our
meat/milk cold and we only had the out
the cupboard meals for the end of our
trip.
10 Jan:
Winds still persisting! Quiet day on
board. Over to Mates Rates
for 5sies, this being out last night
out, Westhaven tomorrow. We had a Lennon
creation with potatoes, kumara and spam
for tea - yum. Nothing like an Eric
Clapton tape at this time of the day.
11 Jan:
Early morning no wind, but this was
short lived and the wind came up and
continued to rise as the day wore on.
9.00 a.m. we departed, no pitch in the
prop again, so it was a sail home with
the wind right on the nose. The wind
wasn't very strong at the start of the
sail but got up to 25 knots, gusting 35
knots. It was a case of tack after tack
to make progress. The seas were
reasonably comfortable, we took turns
50/50 on the tiller while the other was
tactician. This pattern continued
throughout the day until our progress
became minimal and decision made to turn
down wind and head into Izzy Bay at 4.00
p.m. Made a call to my boss on the
mobile to let him know I would not be in
for work on Monday (I've always wanted
to do that). Besides we still had a
couple of bottles of wine and 3 cans of
beer to use up. Izzy Bay was a welcome
haven from the winds, it's our favorite
spot. The weather forecast was for light
winds over night with winds freshening
mid morning. Hit the sack at 8.30 p.m.
12 Jan:
1.15 a.m. Ian woke and listened to the
forecast, made me a cuppa and said let's
go for a night sail! The winds were
15-20 knots and on a better quarter than
the day before, although it would still
require tacking. We departed at 2.00
a.m. and made good sailing legs through
to North Head, only thing out on the
water was a container ship that had
already gone through the channel. We
dropped the main and turned into
Westhaven at 5.15 a.m. running on the
headsail only. The rules are that you
are not meant to sail inside a marina
but we figured no one else would be
silly enough to be awake. We silently
slipped along the causeways and eased on
along X pier, threw the anchor in and
the stern swung nicely over to the pier
and I stepped off! Then it was only a
matter of tieing off the stern, pulling
up the anchor and pulling over the bow
and hey presto we were home! Who needs a
motor anyway!
Our
decision to buy a new motor had been
justified. We already had a booking
organised with Orams to come out that
morning at 10.30 a.m., nothing like
timing is there.
Later
that Monday (12th) morning
Orams Marine came over to X pier and
towed Waiata over and pull
her out of the water. The mechanic was
in before you could blink and removed
the motor. This has since been sold, the
actual motor was humming nicely, it was
the prop that had failed. The new motor
would have a gear box, a matter of click
into forward, click to neutral, click to
reverse with a lever (what bliss!!).
The
boatbuilder has been in and renewed the
engine bearers and fastened plates to
the hull that hold the bolts that the
new engine will fasten to. Ian reckons
if everything else fell apart the engine
won't budge! We have a new speedo for
our knot readings and also includes a
fish finder that comes out on a digital
display will be interesting to actually
witness that fish do exist in these
waters!! Also installed a depth sounder.
Sea
trials underway Saturday 24 Feb our
Volvo 19; 3 cylinder just purred!!! So
quiet! Put it into gear and it actually
goes forwards and backwards!!! (Wonders
never cease!)
Minor
adjustments required - didn't get up to
3,500 revs - could be an oversized prop.
Buried its bottom, exhaust under the
water when at 1800 revs - exhaust to be
raised.
New
bracket required for the fridge
compressor. No worries, we're off to
Mahurangi!
Auckland
Anniversary Weekend
Pleiades
3, Waiata, Rusty Scupper, Skana, Mates
Rates, Monty Python, Maggie Pam,
Sangria, Compass Rose, Hirondelle,
Tamujin, Tamaricia, Te Kawai, Joie de
Vivre, Safilo, Synergy, Sea Dove,
Murihiku, Phew, Husvale, Fellowship
(sorry if we have missed out anyone)
Waitangi
Day Weekend
Fri 6th:
Waiata, Rusty Scupper, Mates Rates,
Skana, Hirondelle,
Priority, Sangria,
Synergy found there way to
Chamberlains Bay, Ponui during Friday in
time for lunch and a swim. One of the
inevitable decisions made to find
somewhere for BBQ that night so there
was a mass exit out the bay to try
Sharks Bay, but proved no good. Where to
next? …… settled for Bryants Bay.
BBQ was great and it only Friday!
Sat 7th:
More swimming and generally lazing
about. Decision made at some stage to
head for Onetangi, but this changed and
we ended up across from Pakatoa (can't
remember the bays name). Also met up
with Berthday Buoy and Silhouette.
This proved a bit lumpy with the sea
breeze lifting. So like sheep we drifted
off and settled for Opopo Bay. Once
again a lovely spot for a BBQ, guitars
out later on for a sing song.
Sun 8th:
Slow start, with reluctance all round we
move off back down to Motuihe for lunch.
More swimming, eating and lazing on the
beach. We were offered a feed of
beautifully cooked smoked kahawai from a
group who could eat no more - it was
delicious! Around about 3.30 p.m. we
made the leg home. Even with the extra
day it wasn't long enough!!
Also
spotted out on the water during this
weekend - Kuruza, Tamaricia,
Tamujin and Freeway.
EASTER
WEEKEND;COROMANDEL
The
fleet:
Rusty
Scupper, Skana, Monty Python, Aphrodite,
Sillouhette, Hirondelle, Frontier, Mates
Rates, Pleiades 3, Safilo, Waiata.
Heard
but not sighted:
Sangria,
Desiderata,
Seen
en route:
Hiria,
Miruhuku, Night Fever.
A great
long weekend, with marvelous weather,
good company, and fun socialising on the
beach.
WAIATA
made it to Izzy Bay Thursday night, a
fresh sou'wester making for a fast trip.
Overnight was the usual dead calm, but
we didn't get ourselves under way till
about 9am after hearing chatter on the
VHF between the Scupper's
and the Skana's. Down the
outside of Waiheke (motor sailing as we
were keen to get across) until Gannet
Rock when the motor was silenced, and we
sailed the rest of the way with a nice
southerly breeze.
Heard
amongst the VHF traffic that most were
heading for Waimate Island, but we
decided to check out Te Kouma first. It
was fairly deserted when we arrived,
(about two-ish) but boats were starting
to pour in.
Met up
with Frontier and Sillouhette
at Waimate Island and soon after the
rest arrived. With the early sunset, it
was on the beach for fivies at four
thirty-ish, most managed to BBQ before
it got dark, a respectable sized bonfire
was built, and a sing song ensued.
Saturday,
Frontier and Wanderer
II, (a potential associate I
reckon) went off for a dive. (Young
Michael from Wanderer II was a hit all
round with his ever present red
fireman's helmet) The Sillouetter's
went fishing with quite good results.
The rest of us meandered across to Long
Bay and made the 4 or 5 km walk to
Coromandel township. Very pleasant, and
a chance to chat and catch up on
people's various goings on. Usual search
for a money machine in Coromandel (there
isn't one) the only option being an
EFTPOS purchase and "Cash
please". Lunch of Fish and Chips
and a couple of jugs at the pub, and a
stroll back to the boats. Paul from Frontier
had rung (aren't yuppie phones
great?) to suggest that seeing the
weather was so settled we should stop
overnight at one of the mainland bays
just south of Papaaroha camping ground (The
bay is not named on the chart).
A great choice! Lovely sandy beach,
trees down to the water's edge, and
birds singing.
Another
successful BBQ/bonfire and sing along,
preceded by an entree of paua fritters
courtesy of Frontier, and
complete with a noisy rendition of
"Tofata" (Don't know what
that is? Join us at the next rally,
where, provided you are prepared to act
like kids, when Carol could be persuaded
to revert to being Akela once more).
Sunday
morning, champagne brunch on the beach
with Hot Cross Buns to follow. Captain
Bligh from Hirondelle
bullied all the men into a race in Frontier's
kids' kayak. Fun for the spectators, but
the age and standard of some of the
participants showed! Result? Who knows?
maybe its elsewhere in this newsletter.
Morning
drifted into afternoon, and after a walk
to explore the coastline (more
attractive beaches just around the
corner) it was back to the boats for an
afternoon zizz, a swim, or what have
you. The intrepid pair from Skana/Mates
Rates went dinghy fishing!
Caught one "pan sized" snapper
which was shared around that night at
the BBQ.
Although
the party that explored the coastline
were all for changing the venues for the
BBQ (the next beach round was
flatter, and therefore better for
platonque), when it came to the
crunch no decision was made (non
decision making is an H28 tradition)
and we returned to the same beach.
BBQ/Bonfire/Sing along again, but a
little more subdued than previous
nights.
Inevitably,
Monday came around and we headed back,
initially in dead calm conditions, but
then a breeze kicked in and sails were
up. Stopped off in Omaru Bay for lunch
with Skana, Mates Rates, Rusty
Scupper and Monty Python;
anchors and sterns tied together. More
hilarity before it was finally time to
head home
Overall
one of our best ever Association
outings.
Izzy
Bay Rally Queens Birthday Weekend
Surprise
surprise, Rusty Scupper
and Waiata made it out on
Friday night, motoring as there was no
wind to speak of. (The inference here
of course, is that its unusual for us
not to sail). Dick, the resident
guard dog on the Scupper,
had his evening walkies delayed for an
hour or two while his master checked out
our boat, and demonstrated his glass
balancing skills.
Saturday
we were joined by Hirondelle,
Sandbourne, Sangria, Saraja, Safilo,
Monty Python, Carafe, Pleiadies 3, Bill,
Tension, and late in the day Frontier.
Compass Rose joined us on Sunday.
Had a
stroll round to the kiosk (the
venue for the evening) to
check things out, and to see whether by
some miracle a generator had been
supplied. The idea of the generator was
a last minute one, the hope being that
we could watch the Super Twelve finals
ashore in comfort. Brydon had brought
his 14" TV "Just in
case". Anyway, although the DOC
people said they would see what they
could do, no generator.
So it was
back to the boats for lunch and await
kick off time. It seemed that the Scupper
was elected the best place to watch the
match on radio from, (that's a bit
Irish isn't it?) and some pre match
time was spent declaring allegiances. A
bit of fence sitting was evident, except
for the host who is un-ashamedly a
Cantabrian. This fact must have become
evident to all in the bay as the game
progressed, the red wine diminished, and
cries of "Caaanterbuuury"
resounded.
With an
early sunset, we headed off to the Kiosk
about 4:30ish, and most managed to get
their meals cooked in the last of the
daylight. (Except for Frontier;
Paul feels there is something
uncivilised about eating before 8pm.
However on this occasion they were
late arriving).Much sharing of BBQ's
and hot plates, but everyone got fed.
The
evening was a bit chilly, so we were
grateful for the shelter of the Kiosk,
and our two little hurricane lamps gave
just enough light when all gathered for
the sing song. Usual problem of people
not knowing the words (except for
Wally from Pleiadies 3 who must
be nearly as old as I am; Even new the
words to Old Shep (a Tex Morton classic
to the un initiated) but we weren't
allowed to sing it). However we got
by, and finished up about nine-ish and
headed back to the boats. An uneventful
night.
The
forecast for Sunday was not too good so
apart from a few keen ones who departed
for parts unknown, the rest stayed put.
The coastguard had a wind warning out
for 35 - 40 knot gusts, and although
Izzy Bay is a marvelous anchorage in a
Sou'wester a couple of boats managed to
drag. Saraja had problems
with her propulsion system, and when she
dragged had to be assisted by a couple
of rubber duckies. Fortunately the
propulsion problem was later resolved
and with some borrowed extra anchor gear
remained secure for the rest of the
weekend.
The wind
eased later and we went for a walk on
Rangitoto; some to the lava caves,
others up to the top. Our group went to
the summit. We all made it but the two
old fellas needed some encouragement.
Last time we made this trip, the wooden
walkway from the road to the summit was
not quite finished. It now goes all the
way up, meaning no scramble over the
scoria, and lots of great views.
Got back
in time to get the catering organised
for the BBQ and back ashore to the
Kiosk. A smaller group, but fun all the
same. Our singing hadn't improved! Carol
got the kids going with a rendition of
"Jack from the Button
Factory", another item from her cub
days. Went back to the boats reasonably
early, but as a result of a diversion
for coffee, I'm told I had some
difficulty later on getting from boat to
dinghy to boat. Can't give any more
details as I never (or hardly ever)
use second hand sources!
Monday,
with most heading off, a few went for
another Rangi wander.
Mid
afternoon, it was time for off. Broke
the well bedded in anchors, got rid of
the inevitable mud, and motored (yes,
motored) home.
A great
end to the official cruising program for
the year.