Penrhyn – incredible hospitality at Te Tautua village

After we had checked into Penrhyn, Cook Islands, in Omoka, the main village on the west side of the lagoon, we quickly moved to the more sheltered eastern side. There is a small village there, called Te Tautua, with only 20 inhabitants, and they are known to be very friendly towards cruisers.

The captain checking the anchor after we arrived by the Te Tautua village.

Just how friendly they were, was not something we could ever have imagined… We have never felt this welcomed on our journey, ever. Kura, the matriarch of the family, opened her heart, doors to her house and garden, as well as her family to us.

She had a lovely home just by the waters, with the most beautiful garden. She told us very clearly that we were allowed to come and hang there whenever we liked.

Kura’s dock and house as seen from the anchorage.
Kura’s house in the Te Tautua village, Penrhyn.
The best hostess ever, Kura.
Creative use of plastic bottles that had washed onshore.
Fellow cruisers hanging out in Kura’s garden.
Every time we stopped by, Kura had one of her family members offer us a coconut to quench our thirst.

The sweetest and best coconuts we have ever had!
Kura’s pets – around 10 nurse sharks lived around the docks, waiting to get petted and fed.
Especially at night

We felt so at home at this lovely place!

We quickly learned that Kura makes arts and crafts, and was very busy with preparing for a big upcoming celebration. Every day she was doing something, like making costumes, preparing food or making her shell and straw handicrafts.

Kura making ear rings from palm branches.
Kura at the sewing machine making costumes.
Hats designed and made by Kura.

Costumes for the upcoming event.

After getting to know Kura, we went for a stroll in the little village. It is located on a stretched out motu (islet), and is divided by passes on each side. It took us about 25 minutes to walk from one side to the other, across the whole motu.

The town only has 20 inhabitants, however we discovered there are more houses. Some of them were abandoned – some of them forever, and some of them temporarily. There is a supply ship arriving here only every 3-4 months, and it does not have a regular schedule. This means that if you have to leave the island for a medical appointment, for example, you might end up being gone for 6-8 months, before you can get back to the island. This is the main reason why some of the houses were abandoned only temporarily.

The main street in town
Colorful houses could be found also here, this is the normal building style.
Abandoned home, but with a great location….

Strange to see the EU influence here.
The pass at the south side of the motu.
Noxoma at anchor, luckily a little away from the local latrine…
Typical local boats.

The pass at the north side of the motu – at low tide.

We spent many occasions with Kura and her family members, it seemed there was always something to do together. We enjoyed helping them prepare for the big 60th celebration of Cook Island’s independence, which would take place the following month in the capital, Avarua on the island of Rarotonga.

The Noxoma crew was the only ones of the cruisers who willingly joined in husking close to 200 coconuts at the family’s coco farm on a motu a little south in the atoll. The captain got heavy blisters on his hands, as a result of the trial as a copra farmer. We understood after a while why the other cruisers rather preferred to shred the coconuts we harvested.

It’s a tough job husking – which means removing the outer layer from the coconut.
Kura’s nephew and grandson were very efficient.
– and so was the captain!
The admiral harvested the coconuts which had started setting roots and got them back to the huskers.
Coconuts that are ripe enough to be sweet have already started to grow as a separate palm tree.
The coconuts after the outer layer has been removed.
A well deserved energizing drink.
The cruisers gathered in Kura’s garden and helped with shredding the coconuts.
Jeanne from SV Lucky Dog and Peter, Kura’s nephew.
Briony from SV Indioko, Michelle from SV Faith and Kura.

As part of the preparations for the independence day, the family was also fishing almost every day. Most of the fish which was caught was put in the freezer and saved for the big feast.

The Noxoma crew on our way to do some late evening fishing.
Te, Kura’s brother in law, and Marcus from SV Faith.
The admiral was serious about her protection against the poisonous little antenna the fish we were catching supposedly had!

The catch of the night.
We were lucky to get to try some of the fish we caught. Kura’s grandson prepared a delicious meal for us.

When two of the boats were about to leave, the whole family hosted a big dinner party for all the cruisers, in total 12 cruisers and 8 family members. We enjoyed an evening of socializing, witnesses ukulele and guitar jam sessions, and just hung out together. It was certainly one of our favorite nights on our journey!

Kura, the amazing hostess.
Te and the admiral with her beautiful shell necklace which was gifted to each of the cruisers. Te had personally prepared all the shells.
The table was beautifully set, with LOTS of fabulous dishes.

Iain and Briony from SV Indioko are You Tubers, and you can easily see his excitement when explaining to the camera about the food we had 🙂
Ukulele and guitar jam session

Lars Rasmussen, who has a Danish grandfather.
Te, our fishing guide and Kura’s brother in law.
Kura mastering the ukulele.
Peter, Kura’s nephew and teacher at the local school (3 pupils).
The cruisers contributed to the entertainment as well.

There is no ciguatera in Penrhyn, which means that for the first time in almost a year, we can eat the reef fish living inside the lagoon. The captain was eager to spearfish again, and caught lots of yummy fish we enjoyed on the bbq.

The local sharks were very keen on the fish as well, so the trick was to very soon after the fish was speared, pull it up, and hold it above water until he could place it in the dinghy.

Out looking for snorkeling and spear fishing locations.
The captain and Iain from SV Indioko heading out to spearfish.

Groupers were plentiful, especially the blue dotted ones, as the islanders did not eat these particular ones. We think due to superstition…?

On of our last days, we went on an outing to the Southern islets together with Te, Kura’s brother in law and Celia, Kura’s niece, who was only 7 years old. We enjoyed a lovely day in crystal clear waters. We snorkeled, played with turtles, fished for trevally, and the captain spear fished a snapper we had for dinner. We had a great day on the waters, and also stopped by a weekend home of some friends of them, where we had lunch.

The crew heading off for a day on the water.
Celia, 7, Kura’s niece.
Te, searching for turtles to play with.
Our lunch spot – a dream-like location….
The fresh water pond in the backyard of the lunch place.

Religion is a very important part of the life in Penhryn. No activities are allowed that day, and you are only allowed to use any kind of motor driven vehicle to get to church. The villagers were eager for us to join their service, so that we did. Women need to cover their shoulder and knees, as well as their heads. Men should wear shirts and pants, but no closed shoes needed (the captain was very happy about that). So, we both dressed up, and headed into shore and church service.

The only motored travel allowed on Sundays is to head to church and back.
The admiral wearing her new hat, made by Kura. We also wore the shell necklaces we were gifted at the dinner party.
Outside the church. No pictures are allowed inside the church walls.
The cruisers who attended the Sunday service, and Kura – all dressed up.

We left Penrhyn after 12 days, feeling that we could easily have been here a lot longer. This has been one of our top destinations after we started sailing. This is what we dreamed of – getting to know locals, learn about their customs and way of living, and become a part of their daily life. Kura and her family are the most hospitable people we have met in our entire life, and we treasured the time we had here. These memories will live with us forever – that is for sure.

Kura – thank you for having us and sharing your life with us! ❤️

Saying by to Kura and her family was tough. Here with one of her grandsons.
The captain saying bye to his new pal, Te.
Kura had two books filled with messages from cruisers who have stopped here since the 80ies!

We contributed in Volume 2 of Kura’s Visiting Yachts Book.
The admiral jotting down our memories.

A last sunrise over Te Tautua village before we leave….