Kia Orana or island greetings to everyone.
It seems going back in time is not all that difficult. We departed Auckland Sunday afternoon to arrive yesterday (Saturday evening) evening around 9:00 pm.
After weeks of wearing winter clothing we touched down to warm and humid weather conditions. Though it was late eveing I was stripping several layers of clothing off pretty fast while waiting to go through customs. No worries did not get charged with “public nudity” made sure to stop at the tank top. While doing this stripping in the background I could hear music being played by the airport singer aka Jake Numga Senior. But this was not for my benefit rather for all the arrivals to Rarotonga. Sitting in the corner of the arrivals section wearing a straw hat playing his banjo and singing Polynesian love songs Jake as been welcoming visitors with his music for the past 20 years. Makes waiting in the queque to get your passport stamped very pleasant even if it is only for a few minutes. Not like in the USA where you queque up for hours, perhaps they should have an “airport singer” maybe singing “Leaving on a jet plane”.
We arrived in the darkness of night to what would be our home for the next week at Ari Mango an upscale hostel. Luckily a german couple was still up and able to show us around and explain the dos and don’ts within the hostel. As well as pointing out on a map where the local grocer was and where to catch the bus.The next day we relived Sunday over again starting off the morning with a lovely breakfast outdoors followed by a tropical storm. I was most happy that storm had passed relatively quick otherwise we would have become soaking wet while waiting to catch the bus to the media workshop for the 43rd annual Pacific Islands Forum.
To say this news assignment literally fell into Steve’s lap is understatement. While trying to book accommodations for us Steve could not understand why everything was booked up. It was not until he spoke with the manager of Ari Mango did he discover that this forum was being held. A forum that promised the appearance of Hilary Clinton herself, no wonder there were no vacancies.
At the workshop we were provided with the schedule of events for the coming week . Thus seeing clearly there would be no lying on the beach for that week. As it turned out it I would also be on assignment providing photos on the forum for IPS News Agency. http://www.ipsnews.net/2012/09/cook-islanders-greet-leaders-at-pacific-islands-forum/
Steve and I were really kept busy going from events, meetings and press releases. Good thing we had the late night starlight walks along the beach after a hectic day of running around. Luckily the media co-ordinator arranged some transportation to some of these things otherwise getting to various places would have been a nightmare. I learned alot, gained alot of respect for Conservation International for their work with the island leaders and their vision to protection the ocean. I totally fell in love with the kids who put on a fantastic dance performance for the opening ceremonies. But what stuck with me the most is what the Prime Minister of Rarotonga (Henry Puna) said at the Pacific Oceanscape Leaders’ Dinner. He spoke of living on the island that one always hears the ocean waves day and night. He came to understand that the ocean was talking to the people of the island and it was now time to listen. The Cook Islands Marine Park is a step in the right direction. More than 1 million square kilometers of ocean and island ecosystems in the Southern Cook Island has been designate as a sanctuary making it the world’s largest marine park. The south pacific island leaders are showing that the oceans do matter and need to be cared for.
Once the conference was over we had about two days to find another place to stay for our last week on the island. After many phone calls I had just about given up. But once again the tourist people came through for us and managed to find us a wonderful place. Funny thing the place they found was one I called the day before and was told they couldn’t take us. But after hanging up the owners Mere and Jean-Marc realized they could but could not get in touch with us. Steve and I were extremely grateful that the tourist office called the Aito apartments as we felt a gem was given to us. Mere and Jean-Marc were like family and they made our last week on Rarotonga seem like heavenly bliss.
Rarotonga is one (also youngest) of 15 Cook islands which are spread over a large area in the South Pacific about the size of western Europe . I am sure you have guessed that the Cook Islands are so named because British explorer Captain James Cook visited the islands during the years 1773-1777. The main islands are Atiu, Mauke, Mangaia and Rarotonga these 4 islands have growing communities whose economy depend on tourism. Of the other 11 islands there are some that allow tourists, giving visitors the opportunity to experience true Polynesian island life. One interesting fact is that on Palmerston 50 people inhabit this island and they are descended from William Marsters and his three Polynesian wives. Other islands have caves to explore, while other are breeding sites and sanctuaries for seabirds. Suwarrow island was declared a National Heritage Park in 2002 and is the breeding ground for a rare species of turtle.
Rarotonga literally means down south Raro=down and tonga=south. The island is encircled by their main road where one can catch the bus very easily has there are only two routes Clockwise and Counter Clockwise. So if you miss the bus in one direction you can just walk across the street and get the bus coming in the other direction. The buses usually were on time and if not it meant they were running on island time. Because the interior is mountainous there are no roads crossing the island but there is a foot path across the island. Which Steve and I did not do we were enjoying our beach walks too much. A lagoon surrounds the island where in some locations it extends more than a hundred metres to the reef. The reef itself lies in front of the island’s north shore where one can watch an amazing display of waves crashing against it. The south eastern part of the island especially around Muri beach where we were stayed for two weeks the lagoon is at its widest and deepest. Here there are four small coral islets not far from shore and like Ningaloo Reef the reef is a fringing one. Making it any easy few strokes in the water to see coral and tropical fish. With such an easy access to the underwater marine life we of course went snorkelling. Seeing beautiful and colourful fish had me once again wishing for a underwater camera. I did manage of few above water shots during our walks along the. These I have included in the slideshow and they give you some of idea of what we saw. Yet sadly the number of fish our down in the lagoon as a good portion of the coral was dead. For those who are not inclined to go snorkelling, diving etc. enjoying island life by simply relaxing on the tropical island beach can be sublime. One thing though if you go for a walk along the beach here one can expect to be escorted by one the local dogs. The stray dog population had at one time run a muck. Through the spay and neuter program along with efforts to find homes for the abandoned dogs the population went down from 6,000 to 1,600. However when walking along the beach it is hard to tell a stray from those that homes as they all wander freely on the island. All the dogs enjoy romping on the beach while waiting for a tourist they can walk with and if you happen to have a treat that’s even better. Steve and I did manage to tear ourselves away from the beach one day and checked out a whale museum privately owned and operated. Everything you ever wanted to know about whales can be found in science researcher Nan Hauser’s small but info/display packed museum.
How the people here are able to pay the high food prices let alone gas at $2.30 per liter which is about $1.85 Canadian dollars when minimum wage is $5.00 ($4.03 Cdn.) is really puzzling. One thing that helps is that the majority of the people retain traditional rights to their lands. These parcels of land are large enough to enable farming of fruits, vegetables and small livestock. Mind you they need to enforce where one can raise their livestock and what materials they have to use to keep them fenced in. As someone had decided to keep mama and baby piglets on the property next to the Aito apartments, being kept in by a piece of sheet metal and mama tied to a stake. By the end of our stay the piglets had found an escape route and were scampering along the road. The crazy thing the owner lived just across the road on a nice piece land where he could have built a proper pen and kept them safe. Jean-Marc after two more piggy escapes had enough and walked mama and family across the road. As we were leaving that same day not to sure what became of that but I am certain it will be an on going saga for awhile. The piggies did make great composters though threw them all our kitchens scraps and they loved it.
One other sight that is very common here on the island is that practically everyone drives a small motor scooter I am sure due to the cost of gas. Even tourists can rent them and at minimal cost get a drivers license. This makes for some interesting times on the road. Yet the islanders have gotten so accustomed to using the scooters that a 500 meter distance we were told was too far to walk. Sadly for them this lack of exercise and trying to take on an American lifestyle is costing them in health. But I think slowly people are seeing that and are trying to make changes.
Our only regret we had about our two week stay on the island is that it will probably be our last. As this beautiful island of paradise with its wonderful people is sadly a very long plane flight away.
Well that is the end of our travel adventures for the summer of 2012. What 2013 holds for us in adventure will be another story.
Kia Orana and thanks for joining me in our great adventures.