Bora Bora

We were sick of the rain and tired of bumping into coral heads and after a brief snorkel stop, we headed back to the base where we had started out. Ahhhh, a night with air conditioning, dinner out with a great jazz band to listen to and no worries of dragging anchor as we were safe in the marina!
Then we set out on our biggest crossing yet - to Bora Bora! It wasn't so bad until we were in a little squall, but at least we saw blue skies through it and knew it wouldn't last long! We made it around the reef and into the lagoon where we picked up a mooring ball in front of the Bora Bora Yacht Club. I think Yacht Club here just means a restaurant that has mooring balls and maybe a hose for water! To pay for the mooring you have to have dinner there - and Tahiti is the most expensive place we have ever been to! A burger with fries will put you back $22US!! But we were all in favour of a night out and it was way too deep to anchor so we stayed!
The next morning we made our way around the island within the lagoon to my favourite anchorage. We traveled across very shallow waters, making our journey slow going, as I stood on the bow calling out coral heads and a few passing rays. We put down our anchor along with a few other boats on a sandy bottom bay off of a little motu (island/cay) on the reef, in the shadow of the peaks of Bora Bora. When snorkeling out at the reef we saw some great fish and a couple moray eels. Later when Mike went he saw same black tipped sharks! He was happy that he was still in the dinghy at the time!