Swains Island

11 05S x 171 04W Due to weather considerations around Tutuila, we decided to steam 200 miles north to Swains Island in the hope of better weather. Our hopes have been rewarded and we have seen sun for the first time in a week.

Swains is INCREDIBLE!!!!!!! The best visibility we have had so far. It is INCREDIBLE!!! Did I say that? The island itself is about 8 miles in circumference, is ringed in white sand, and is almost completely covered with coconut palms. An idyllic South Pacific tropical paradise!!! The current population of the island ... 5!

Underwater was just as amazing! We are at the end of 200 foot tow lines and 60 feet underwater and I could see the propellers on the towboat!!! Visibity was near 175 feet!!! Not a whole lot of big fish aside from a school of about 1000 rainbow runners, 100 barracuda, and 4 huge Napoleon wrasse! Coral cover was very high and numerous schools of smaller fish made the dive memorable to say the least. That and the fact that, now being in the southern summer, water temperatures have jumped to 84 degrees. It's nice not having to wear 2 wetsuits just to stay warm :-)

Well, that's all for now. Stay tuned...

Rain, rain, go away

It has rained nonstop since we arrived in Pago Pago and gives no indication of stopping. Samoa seems to be sitting in an unusually stable tropical trough which has resulted in almost nonstop rain for the past 2-3 weeks. I gather they have not seen rain like this since the late 1990s. Most of the streets are flooded and pot-holed and water is running everywhere.

We have still managed to get out and see some of the area and I joined Kyle and Ron on an excursion to the east side of the island where they wanted to surf. The waves looked pretty nice and sitting on the beach in the rain wasn't too bad at all.

Last night we went to Tisa's, one of our favorite places, for a traditional Polynesian dinner. We had turkey, chicken, fish, freshwater prawns, pork, banana, squash, papaya, and countless other delectables all served on a long table and eaten with your fingers from palm frond plates. It was spectacular! The next morning I am still full!

For the past few days we have been looking at the weather and trying to decide on a course of action for the next leg of the cruise. Our initial plan has been to work around Tutuila but with the weather, I think we may be heading up to Swains Island instead. Current surface analysis suggests Swains may be on the north side of the trough with north winds 5-15kt and waves 5 feet or less.

It has been nice to see Tutuila and I gather the diving is pretty good, but I will admit to not being disappointed to be able to see Swains. Another small island not too many people get to visit. I hope for good weather.

Pago Pago

We have been in Pago Pago (pronounced Pango Pango) for 3 days now and have started to get the lay of the land. It has been raining here for 3 weeks straight so things are mighty drenched and the semi-paved roads are riddled with potholes to say the least.

Pago Pago is the main port in American Samoa, is home to the Star Kist tuna cannery, and is the main village on the island of Tutuila. Tutuila is home to approximately 60,000 people most of whom live in or around Pago Pago. The town itself is a myriad of tin-roofed two story buildings filling the narrow strip of land between the sea and the mountains which rise jungle covered and steeply not several hundred yards from the beach. Many of these structures are white or any one of a number of vibrant Caribbean-style colors and serve as home and shop for their residents.

The rain has made exploring a bit of a chore, but we have found a few of the local hangouts and were actually able to catch the Super Bowl at a small bar/hotel in the center of town. Not that I am much of the football fan, but it was fun to hit the dock and head into town for some much needed revelry. Shortly after the game we headed out and along the coast to Tisa's, a quintessential open air Pacific island Tiki Bar sitting on the beach overlooking a small bay. Discovered by some of our scientists and crew during expeditions past, Tisa's has become a mandatory point of call for all future arrivals. Generally we are the only ones there, spending the afternoons snorkeling in the bay and the evenings relaxing with homemade Pina Coladas or Vilemas, the local lager. We are excited for tomorrow, for each Wednesday they put on an all you can eat feast on the beach with pig, lamb, fish, breadfruit, coconut, papaya, and many more delicacies all roasted in traditional fire pits on the beach.

Samoa Bound

It has been a few days since I have written, but suffice it to say that we have crossed the equator and are bound for Samoa. The islands of Howland and Baker were spectacular and some of the best diving I have done. The anemones and clown fish around Baker were particularly touching (the photo shows an anemonefish (Amphiprion chrysopterus)).

Crossing the equator on a ship brings with it certain ceremonies and rites of passage through which we have been passing the past few days. Thus, my email absence. Crossing into the Realm of King Neptune a Pollywog (me) becomes a Shellback, but not before passing a number of tests.

The ceremony of crossing the line is an initiation rite in the Royal Navy, U.S. Navy, and other navies which commemorates a sailor's first crossing of the equator. Originally the tradition was created as a test for seasoned sailors to ensure their new shipmates were capable of handling long rough times at sea. Sailors who have already crossed the equator are nicknamed (Trusty) Shellbacks, often referred to as Sons of Neptune; those who have not are nicknamed (Slimy) Pollywogs. "King Neptune and his court" (usually including his first assistant Davy Jones and her Highness Amphitrite and often various dignitaries, who are all represented by the highest ranking seamen) officiate at the ceremony, during which the Pollywogs undergo a number of increasingly disgusting ordeals, largely for the entertainment of the Shellbacks. Once the ceremony is complete, a Pollywog receives a certificate declaring his new status. Another common status is the Golden shellback, a person who has crossed the equator at the 180th meridian (international date line) From Wikipedia