After actually making the decision to head half way around the globe to follow my dreams, wants and simple urges to wonder that was a saying I longed to hear. I had been living in the BVI for over two years and had made it a happy home with many friends para la vida… Without who this voyage would not have been possible, especially my dear friend Joanna Morris!! I can not thank her enough for making this happen for me.
Living in the BVI treated me well and taught me so very much as well as being a good opportunity to start living by the sea. It had been along stint in cold (beautiful) Montreal before I relocated to the Caribbean.
My decision to join the Natural Mystic voyage was made simple by my need to get my photography headed in the direction I always wanted… Doing documentary work of far off faces and places, as well as learning how to shoot surfing from the water. Not to mention the obvious but a large motivator was to surf these waves that had for so long seemed out of reach but soooooooooo very tempting.
Since arriving here in Tahiti it has been a non stop string of “Firsts”. A new set of stars to familiarize myself with, living aboard a sailing vessel, seeing living coral everywhere… even growing on the main dock in our “home for now”, marina Taina. Just looking over the side dock is like having your own aquarium with tropical fish swimming in droves. It is refreshing and gives hope to see nature taking some of its territory back from our human intrusion.
Taken by just aiming my camera at the dock!
My fist Tahitian wave taught me a valuable lesson… take off late and you WILL meet the reef hard. So I donated some flesh to the mass of coral beneath me as an offering for more surf. The olas (waves) here have proven to be beautiful and as perfect as they seem when staring at them dreamingly from within the pages of a surf mag. Requiring a lot of fear swallowing and narrow escapes but, not to sound like a surfer dude cliché!, once you are rewarded with one Tahitian barrel you can’t help but want many many many more!!! From late drop fast barrels to playful horseshoe reef fiestas these waves have me in awe.
The waves have been just as punishing and generous while I have been in the water shooting. It is a constant learning experience shooting surfing. Exposure and finding the correct settings to capture the movement, intensity and colour of surfing this place has been an adventure onto itself. Not having the luxury of adjusting my settings once incasing the camera in my Essex housing has been a mission that will be ongoing. A simple cloud can make for what you think is a shot in the water look bland once on the screen. But this is a challenge I am very willing to undertake and master. Even if it means taking many more waves, boards, fins and coral on the head!
While sitting and waiting for your next turquoise wave there is no shortage of inspiring scenery to look at. Lush beautiful mountains making jagged skylines shoot up from these beautiful clear water lagoons that are abundant with sea life. It looks like the backdrop to an old episode of land of the lost.
Just like the land/seascape the Tahitians are very friendly and welcoming until the drink hits them, and they hit back. (As I could see in Dizz’s blog.) So they are much like my fellow Mexicans in that respect, only a lot larger. They, like their surroundings, are generous but can take a quick turn for the ouch. What I can not avoid mentioning is how the Polynesian, Asian and French mix makes for some of the most beautiful/ lovely women I have ever seen! But that is another story for mis amigos.
Quick portrait of a Tahitian transvestite.
They are very accepted here and a are intergrated into the culture. Make no mistake this is not what I meant by the beautiful women here, haha.
Speaking of amigos I have made some new friends that you have all already met through these bogs… Our Skipper Kyber, who has made all of this possible, is a man of many talents and bravado. To take a word from his vocabulary, he is gnarly! He at least is use to Mexican immigration issues coming from California. Kahlil, is our constantly surf and pretty much all life stoked first mate (who has been kind enough to bestow me with “not a wanker” status, so I shall return the favor in kind, ha-ha). Dizzy the second mate, whose grin and contagious laugh can make anyone join in, is beyond any shadow of a doubt drunk on local Tahitian beauties. Last but not least Tina, who is so laid back she makes most us men seem fussy. She is a much needed and appreciated dose of the feminine on board this ship!!! They have all been very welcoming and have made me feel like one of the motley crew!
I love this Natural Mystic experience may it keep showing me new things with every sail.
To all my Missed friends back homes. I love you mucho and hope you know you are here with me. Ermanita mamaLela te QUIERO y tu papJean!! Doolies, tuooolies, little one and Biek… cheat my _lls. Mama, Papucho, Josh y fam LOVE YOU mucho moskos. Wave, my doggy and best friend me duele cuanto te extrano.
I will end my rambles as all things in a foreign place begin… with learning simple words in Tahitian… so here I go Iaorana (hello) I am Domenic Mosquiera, hailing from the lands of Mexico and Canada.