VOYAGE of the MARCY: Hawaii, Land of Plenty

A trip to Costco had us feeling spoiled for choice and yielded a bowl full of familiar summer flavors. It's amazing to taste a perfect raspberry after four years without. And finally, in Hawaii we found the answer to the question “Why do sailors go ashore?”

While Hawaii has been very handy for shopping we have also taken advantage of the quick service of the US Post office. What a relief to have such easy shipping and no worries about customs! We arrived in Lahaina with our chartplotter screen dark. We sent the chartplotter via USPS to Raymarine for repair with our fingers crossed for a speedy return. With our electronics pending we turned our attention to sailing. Our trip from the Big Island to Maui confirmed that we needed to replace our 25 year old back-up jib. We had been using our old jib since we dug it out of the locker on passage to Hawaii when our working headsail tore. We did a search on line and found that Second Wind Sails in Florida had the perfect used jib waiting for us. We contacted them and had our new-to-us sail on the boat in 5 days! Happily, the sail arrived as listed on the site, the measurements perfect and the shape good. We expect this jib to come in very handy for the close hauled sailing on our passage to Alaska.

Some mornings off Lahaina were almost calm. Especially when the current pointed the bow into the always present swell.

More often the ocean motion at the mooring made us especially appreciative of our time ashore with friends. We caught up with Deanna and Tim as they made numerous trips to Lahaina to visit and of course there was plenty of time to talk as Deanna took Ginger on extended shopping trips.

We even improved our shore transportation situation when Tim found a folding bike in his shop for Marcy.

We got an email that Sue and Fred (Peter's ex and her husband) would be vacationing on Maui from Seattle and happily we were able to meet up with them for lunch and a walk on the beach.

Too soon it was time to say goodbye to our friends and goodbye to Lahaina. Peter said not soon enough to say goodbye to the rolly anchorage. The exhaust manifold job kept Peter upside down in the engine room for hours here.

We unfurled the jib and headed for Molokai.

This was our opportunity to have a memorial for Peter's mom, a Hawaii native who died last year, by scattering her ashes with flowers from Deanna's tree.

We used our low tech (no chartplotter) skills and charts to enter the reef at Kamalo Harbor on Molokai. We had a few nervous moments as we watched the depth sounder go from 30 feet to less than 10. Then, because the water was stirred up by the waves the depth read 0! Luckily we have lots of practice around reefs, and some good luck too, we were able to enter the harbor and drop our hook safely inside the reef.

We went ashore to meet our radio friend Jaime and Kim.

They took us on a tour of most of the island showing us their favorite beaches and the view of Kalaupapa the leper colony.

Back at Marcy we found that Kamalo Harbor is a very windy place. The anchorage is on the channel between Maui and Molokai, where the wind accelerates as it comes through between the islands.

Unfortunately we were plagued by outboard problems here and rowing was almost dangerous. On our return to the boat from our shore visit (rowing with the outboard tipped up because it wouldn't start) we were almost blown past Marcy. We tried a couple of times to row out our light Danforth to keep Marcy's head to wind. Each time the anchor dragged in the soft mud, so eventually Peter just fastened a line to a nearby mooring.

Jaime and Kim offered a second day tour of the east side of the island. Though we wanted to spend more time with them we had to decline for lack of safe transportation to shore. We said goodbye over the phone and sailed out into the channel. It was a beautiful spot and we were sad to leave so soon after arriving.

We found our quiet anchorage on the west end of Molokai at Hale o Lono. We left Marcy at anchor and hiked up the back side of the cliffs over the bay. We even got to borrow a dog for the complete walk experience.

The marine supply stores of Honolulu were close and it was time to sail on. Our trip to Oahu was noteworthy for comfortable winds and seas. It was so calm Canadian warships in the area were practicing personnel transfers at sea.

Finally, the landmark Diamond Head was near.

Our time in Honolulu was a blur of big city, visiting with sailing friends and getting ready for our passage to Alaska. We met Mike and Mon, fellow cruising sailors on "Windy City" homeported in Tacoma, who are “stationed” in Honolulu for a few months. They helped us with many errands, showed us their local hangouts and took us on an island tour.

The chartplotter was returned in working order and is back in service, the outboard is reportedly running well again and numerous other jobs are done. It was hard to leave our front row seats for the Friday night fireworks.