Friday, August 10, 2012
The next morning, we were greeted by Harry and Anthony (“Ants”) who are rangers assigned this season to Suwarrow. Even though Suwarrow is part of the Cook Islands, it is administered by New Zealand and rangers occupy a simple dwelling on the atoll’s Anchorage Island for six months each year. They serve as both caretakers and officials proving customs and immigration services for visiting yachts. Over the years, other resident rangers had earned a fine reputation for their hospitality and Harry and “Ants” were living-up to it in every way. They spent an enjoyable hour with us, in “Blue Rodeo’s” cockpit processing the official paperwork associated with clearing-in to a foreign country and chatting about the atoll and what it’s like to live in such a place for so many months, relatively isolated fro the outside world. While the job of ranger in such an isolated place might be considered a punishment by some, they considered it a privilege.
Over the next few days, we would spend wonderful times with new and familiar cruising friends SCUBA diving, snorkeling, exploring, beach combing and sharing pot luck dinners ashore with the rangers. The scenery around us was a daily feast for our eyes and the pristine surroundings were just what we’d dreamed of when we fantasized about the South Pacific. Paradise had been found!
While our vision of paradise included gentle, warm breezes and sunny skies, the reality is that the weather in this part of the Pacific can often be less than perfect. While at Suwarrow, we experienced several days of high winds, and heavy rain. The rain sometimes fell with such intensity that our dinghy would fill with 6 inches of water in less than an hour. The island’s anchorage provides good protection from ocean swells but is open to significant fetch from the south through northwest. During the squalls, when we experienced southerly winds, the surface of the lagoon’s water became as rough as we often see on the open ocean, Despite the rough conditions, we continued to snorkel daily and take trips ashore where we visited with our friends in the protection of the dense palm forest and a cruiser’s shelter. A daily highlight was the feeding of sharks on the east side of the small island. We would follow the rangers to a beach there where they, for our entertainment, would dispose of food scraps by throwing them to sharks that swam by. Within minutes, the water would be boiling with, Black Tip, White Tip and Grey sharks competing for the offerings. While aboard our boats at anchor, we would also often be circled by numerous sharks seeking any tidbits that we might throw overboard or flush from our sink drains. Though menacing in appearance, the sharks showed little interest in us and caused us little concern on our daily snorkeling excursions.
While snorkeling and SCUBA diving at the atoll’s numerous reefs, we were especially impressed by the otherworldly coral formations. In some areas, jagged coral pinnacles rose from the depths nearly to the surface looking like stalagmites in a cave. Due to the water clarity with visibility of 150 feet or more, it was possible to take-in an amazing panorama. At times, while many feet below the surface, we felt like we were flying through air amidst a landscape resembling Utah’s Monument Valley. While the coral formations never failed to amaze us, we were often surprised by the lack of large fish in the lagoon. This led us, and our fellow divers, to speculate as to the reason. Was it due to overfishing in the years before the atoll became a park? Was it due to the large number of sharks? Or, perhaps was is it related more to natural phenomena, like the full moon period we were in, that the big fish were there and chose to not be seen. As we continued to dive daily, we were happy to see more and more fish in various places and began to feel that this special, undersea environment was fairly healthy and, that with continued protection, will remain one of the most pristine places on our planet.
Before we knew it, we had been at Suwarrow for 11 days and, even though we were enjoying it so much, we felt the irresistible pull of the exotic locations up ahead. So, after bidding a warm farewell to the rangers and cruising friends who would stay a bit longer, we raised “Blue Rodeo’s” anchor an set sail for another island. Though sorry to leave, we tingled with excitement knowing that new discoveries were ahead and that more adventures awaited us.