Around 05:00 we called Niue Radio to report our imminent arrival and the lady who answered couldn't have been more helpful. She welcomed us to Niue and asked us to call her back after 08:00 so she could arrange for customs clearance. We picked up a mooring south of the pier at Alofi at around 06:00 local time. David from Toketie was up and heard us call into Niue Radio and guided us to the mooring with his nice bright spotlight. That is the one piece of equipment we are lacking in board. Just after 08:00 we contacted Niue Radio again and they arranged for customs clearance for us at 09:00, on shore. Landing here by dinghy is a definite experience. They have blasted a channel through the narrow fringing reef and built a large pier. You take your dinghy in through the cut and let off your passengers on some rather slippery steps. You then go a little further in and there is this electric hoist where you attach your dinghy's lifting bridle to hoist the dinghy up onto the pier. If you don't, the surge would pretty much wreck it. Normally the swell is pretty low as it generally comes from the SE and the island blocks most of it. Just now there is a swell running here from a pretty big storm that is around New Zealand. Toketie came and picked us up in their dinghy and the 4 of us headed for shore. The passenger drop off was interesting. Cathy was first off and after waiting for the swell to lift the dinghy high enough, she got off with only a small scrape on her knee. Linda and I got off next then David took the dinghy down to the hoist. Luckily for us, Ernie, and 81 year old gentleman from the yacht club here (more on that in a bit) had come down to the pier to give us a hand getting in. We got the dinghy hoisted and just in time as shortly afterwards, a couple of big breaking swells came in through the cut.
Customs clearance was simple and easy, one form to fill out and then on to the police station for immigration. There, each person fills out an arrival declaration and your passport is stamped and you're here, simple as that. It was a lot different from Mexico ad French Polynesia.
We made our way to the local market and found some fruit and Roti (chicken and veggie wraps) and then on the yacht club to register for the moorings we are using. The Niue Yacht Club (NYC) is probably the only yacht club in the world where the resident members don't have a boat between them. As there is no harbour here, yachting is not a recreational pastime. We met the manager (Jim) and his wife (Mamata) and got checked in. Something about Jim seemed familiar but I was tired and didn't think any more of it. As we were sitting there in the shade, Keith, the yacht club commodore showed up. We talked for a bit then he offered to take the 4 of us on a brief tour along the waterfront.
Cyclone Heta devastated Niue in 2004 and most of the damage was around the main settlement of Alofi. Niue is the largest raised coral island in the world. It has a central plateau which his about 70 meters above sea level and the fringing area along the coast is about 30 meters above sea level. When the cyclone hit, the waves reached 32 meters and destroyed most building along the shore line. The fuel storage tanks by the wharf were damaged and one was knocked sideways off its base. Ernie, the gentleman who helped us with the dinghy hoist, had his house and workshop along the cliff destroyed. The waves literally removed everything. All that's left is the concrete pad with the highest remaining thing being the base of the toilet. It was scoured clean. As a result of Heta, many of the islanders relocated to New Zealand where they hold citizenship. There are only about 1500 residents left on the island. It's a beautiful place, remote and essentially unspoiled. Keith also took us along to the local jail (currently unoccupied) and gave a bit of a history of some of it's notorious inmates. There was one guy, a large Maori, serving time for assault, who was troublesome to the guards. Well one day, he just wouldn't do anything that he was told and picked up the guard and pinned him against the wall. He guard kicked him where it would hurt the most and then went to his truck and got his shotgun, loaded with light birdshot. Well the birdshot only made Maori angrier so the guard went back and reloaded with slugs and killed him. The guard was convicted of manslaughter (despite the fact that most islanders wanted to give him a medal) and served quite a long sentence. During his incarceration he created a beautiful market garden and landscaped the grounds which are really quite beautiful. Quite an interesting little tour.
We went back to the yacht club and had coffee and scones and just generally chilled out in the shade. I was just finishing my coffee when this tall guy comes in. I recognized him right off. Ian and I had worked together in Ericsson New Zealand during the mid nineties. He is currently working for a group that running the "one Laptop per Child" campaign in the South Pacific. The idea is pretty unique. MIT has developed, from the ground up, a laptop computer for 6-12 year olds in developing countries. It uses some pretty unique networking schemes and is also enabled for WIFI for internet connection. He is here with 500 laptops for the local school kids a pilot in advance of the South Pacific Leaders Summit that is on Niue this year in the middle of August. It's a fantastic program and I really hope it gains acceptance. Anyhow, Ian and I had a great chat and I got to do something that I had wanted to do since the last day I was with Ericsson. As I was leaving Ericsson on the last day in 1999, Ian came up to me and said "They really don't appreciate all that you have done here, but I do". I'm sure I said thanks at the time but I wanted to reiterate to him as it meant a lot at the time and still means a lot. He will be here for a couple of weeks and I am going to try and get together with him at lest once before we leave. As we were leaving I ran into Jim again and we got to talking about New Zealand etc and I told him about my encounter with Ian. He got this funny look in his eye and asked if I knew a guy named Dominique Jodoin. Well, Dominique was the reason we went to NZ in the first place in 1996. I then asked Jim what his last name was as we had previously introduced ourselves first name only. He replied "Jim Gill". My brain we thunk. I worked with Jim in the Asia region during the nineties with Ericsson and spent nearly a week with him in Beijing in 1999 during a user conference. So, within the first 4 hours of being in the smallest republic in the world, I met two people I knew, a very small world indeed
The rest of the day was spent wandering around Alofi and waiting for the tide to turn so we could return to the boats. It was quite the first day on Niue.
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