Pitufa.at

Last night the wind turned into a light breeze–ideal timing or we would have arrived too early. Now we’re sailing down the western side of Raroia towards the pass, it’s a beautiful sunny morning, just a few tiny rainclouds around and we hope to catch one of them as Pitufa’s in dire need of a boatwash. In the shade of the island it’s calm, so Leeloo has declared the passage for over and has left her sea berth for a second breakfast (during a rough passage she only gets up for urgent errands–water, toilet and back to bed)