Deux baguettes pour Riccardo? (Nuka Hiva)

13 May 2023 (Nuka Hiva) Our second attempt at checking in with the police at Nuka Hiva was as successful as the first: The lady at the other end of the intercom at the gendarmerie advising “returné Lundi” (come back Monday!) All good - we tried! The pre-booked baguettes from the small supermarket were wonderful, filling the loaf sized hole in my life just nicely. I rather like this little spot - it’s verging on being touristy, but just barely. The locals smile and joke around together. There’s a few large dogs prowling around who delight in a bit of affection. The scenery: lush (there’s that word again!) high volcanic peaks surround us, coming down to palms at sea level. The anchorage (we’ve been told) is rolly, but we’ve had nothing but the gentlest of rock-a-bye baby rocks which haven’t bothered us in the least. Caught up with Becky again this morning - she’s found a new boat/home for her next leg to Tahiti via the Tuamotos - it’s actually our anchorage neighbours: “Into the My...