Suddenly a month has gone. New house, new routine (why does work start at 8am?). Bike rides include two circuits clockwise, one on the upper road (Ara Metua) one on the lower road (Ara Tapu). Ara Tapu gives the tourist view of the island but I feel more at home on Ara Metua. I am tempted to write “Not a Tourist” in big letters on my shirt. But I am a bit, exploring new territory with each rotation. A few road branches cut inland between the mountains, narrow forested valleys hiding the water supplies for the island. Pigs and goats mow circles with their tether ropes. Lush tropical leaves filter the sun. Work is conveniently positioned three hundred metres up the lagoon. I could easily swim home for lunch I thought. The lagoon current had other ideas, two strokes forward, one back. Lunch time disappeared as I finally pulled myself from the water at the Game Fishing Club. Time for a quick beer and story from one of the old-timers? Perhaps not enough Island-Time leeway yet. The lagoon is pretty but sadly misses the 30% live coral cover of 30 years ago. 8% is the last measure, but that has climbed back from a low of 2%. So the environment does need some care and attention. The office is alive with young bright people committed to making some difference. Meetings are refreshingly lively and fun but equally articulate and focused. The culture is welcoming and respectful. Our Volunteer colleagues ensure an equally welcoming social connection, Friday night lagoon-side drinks at Vaiana’s or coffee at “The Café”. Our friendly dog neighbour makes an evening visit for a quick but excited play with Barb. Pity he hasn’t quite managed to rein in his mates when we arrive home in the dark. Dog dodging on the road at night explains why the tourist scooter road test consists of a quick weave through a series of cones. Ocean Fresh usually has the sign “Gone Fishing” on the door. When the fishing boat finally gets back, word spreads like wildfire. Nothing quite like fresh tuna steaks or wahoo with banana chips. All I have to do is drop Barb in the queue and wait a couple of hours to collect her and the very fresh fish. Such is the hard life of volunteers in Rarotonga. Ruru (Pacific Pigeon) The circuit around Ara Tapu Avana Valley and creek Avarua Cook Islands Christian Church TakiTumu Marae Cook Islands Mountain Bike Group Vaka Racing Cook Islands Games - Sam our VSA local support person is in the leading vaka (LHS)
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Maureen Jensen
27/10/2022 19:42:13
Surprised at how beautifully lush and green everything is! And the bananas - to be able to pick a ripe banana straight from the tree is a dream of mine!
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Lindsay Gault
28/10/2022 11:58:33
Thanks Maureen I enjoy the back country view of the island with the native plants
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Ang
28/10/2022 10:45:31
Great post Linds, brings the whole atmosphere right into our house, thanks.
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Lindsay Gault
28/10/2022 12:00:35
Thanks Ang I will have to make the different roads stretch out over the 12 months
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Lesley Wicks
28/10/2022 16:30:59
Malcolm and I enjoyed reading your blog. We have had several holidays in Rarotonga and your description brought back happy memories. Sounds like you have great work colleagues. We liked the photos of the mountain bike group hot work though. It sounds like a good work life balance plenty of both work and play.
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Lindsay Gault
28/10/2022 18:23:48
Thanks Lesley. Yes adopting the Rarotonga way where home and family take priority over work. Enjoying our time. Cheers Lindsay
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Jenny Jordan
29/12/2022 10:24:10
Great to hear all your news I have been in Aus for a month with my family so just catching up with all your happenings wonderful
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