Over the last week we have continued to
make miles south with Auckland being the final designated destination and are
currently anchored off Kawau Island about 30NM north of Auckland.
The weather has been idyllic from a sightseeing
perspective but not so good for sailing and as a result we have done a fair bit
of motoring. From Whangaroa we retraced
our route South towards, and passed, the Bay of Islands and Cape Brett.
As we rounded Cape Brett this huge pod of dolphins appeared. They were churning up the water for as far as
you could see and occasionally leaping clear of the water. It looked like some kind of feeding frenzy. Just south of Cape Brett we stopped in a
beautiful remote anchorage called Whangamumu. It was so beautiful and peaceful
we decided to spend two nights at anchor just relaxing and doing some exploring
onshore to see the remnants of an old whaling station and small waterfalls.
Motutokaku Island off Cape Brett
Twenty miles SE from Whangamumu are the Poor Knights Islands – a group of rock formations rising sheer out of the Pacific. I had tried to visit these on the trip north with Peter but weather and timing had conspired against it. The islands are very steep to and so good settled weather is required to spend any time here. This time it was perfect. We cruised along the island’s western shorelines taking in the spectacular cliffs and rock formations plunging into aquamarine water. Towards the southern end of the group there is an anchorage in about 18m water depth. This is pretty deep to anchor in as we need 60m of chain deployed for that water depth. The bottom was rock boulders so also not the best conditions for holding but with the calm weather we were ok.
The anchorage is just breathtaking with colourful sheer cliff walls in different shades of yellow and orange topped with green scrub and stumpy trees all around and at sea level there are numerous ledges, overhangs, sea arches and caves. The water is crystal clear and with the area being a marine reserve there are fish everywhere. It is also a renowned dive spot.
Sea Otter at anchor at the Poor Knights Islands
The star attraction here is undoubtedly the Rikoriko cave – one of the biggest sea caves in the world. It has been used to host concerts and is big enough for cabin cruisers to drive in and motor about in. We waited until most of the day trippers had departed and there were only a couple of yachts left in the anchorage before deploying the dingy and motoring over to the cave to have a look. It’s unreal as you pass from the bright sunlight outside into the interior of the cave. The water changes to an even more intense blue and the walls are lit up by the reflected light. As your eyes adjust you see the details on the walls, the different colours and can peer down to the bottom through the water. The entrance takes on a very intense light which only diminishes as you pass back out into open water. It’s well worth the visit.
Rikoriko Cave Entrance |
Rikoriko Cave |
We had planned to spend the night here but decided against it and headed back to the mainland to a place called Tutukaka. Tutukaka is a small coastal village with a marina and not much else. We decided to check into the marina for a couple of nights to carry out some laundry and pick up a couple of fresh supplies. It also just so happened to be my birthday while we were in the marina so celebrated with a meal out.
Tutukaka Inlet |
The next day the forecast was for northerly winds shifting west in the afternoon – perfect for making miles south. We started off running dead downwind with the main and a poled out jib. Perfect sailing conditions and making 6kts easy with spurts of 7kts. We could see the wind shift coming along with rain and so started to reef down. We had just got the main reefed when the shift hit earlier than expected and backed the mainsail tight onto the preventer which I, in my infinite wisdom, had decided to tie off. With the jib still pole out this left us pinned down with the leeward rail underwater. Rather than let the jib fly we used the motor to bring the wind on the right side of the main, furled the jib and settled the boat down. We then put a second reef in the main and set the staysail as it was gusting to 24kts. The wind was more southerly than westerly and so we now had to punch into a very sloppy sea.
Needless to say Nik was freaked out about
the whole experience, as was I. There
were a whole bunch of learnings to take away from this incident if I am to sail
solo. The only positive was that nothing
broke on the boat which gives me great confidence. The whole incident was a wake up call that
could have ended very differently especially if something had broken.
We punched on to round Cape Rodney and took
shelter in a small cove off the village of Leigh for the night. Everyone was glad to get to bed that
night. Next day we pushed on to Kawau
Island where we are now.