We are in....Tahanea!

Oh boy, do I wish I had internet so I could post a photo of what's outside right now!
You know that screen-saver shot of the perfect deserted island, with the white sands, turquoise water and scattered coconut palms?
This IS that place!
Or wait...maybe it's any one of the 76 islands that make up the "dangerous archipelago"-of the Tuamotus.
(Apparently, they're all as stunning as the one I'm looking at right now.)

Speaking of dangerous, we hit our worst weather ever, aboard Pura Vida. It all went down last night around 12:30 pm--40 steady knot gale slammed us, complete with lightening and matching waves, hammering little ol' us, on the nose until dawn.
"Happy Father's day!" Jon!
Everything was fine. Things got a little wet and sloppy and we got some waves over the dodger for the first time but the boat rocked right on through and we were sitting outside our intended atoll at exactly the right slack tide just as the sun came up.

Did I mention what a good captain our Jon is?

We coasted on through the channel entrance, to a perfect deserted island atoll.
The only other boats in the anchorage we recognized right away-Muktuk and Nyon--and we were thrilled to share this little piece of paradise with such cool people.

It took about ten seconds after anchoring to jump in the water--unbelievable.
Visibility was easily sixty feet, even the morning after a storm with an incoming tide--OMG!

We had a nap, made Jon a huge father's day feast of some much coveted steaks and freshly made corn tortillas with homemade Jalapeno chutney, then it was time for another skinny dip.

Ali's parents are visiting Mutuk and they came over in the dingy with their grand-kids to grab our kids and head ashore to explore. Kai and the other boys all had their machetes and were set on scoping out the spot where they'll begin construction on the massive fort they plan on erecting tomorrow.

Me...I'm ready for another nap.

Heaven.