<< Eclipse watchers on the dock
The motions of the solar system had scheduled the eclipse to begin at 0714 island time, so we had told everyone that breakfast would be served at 0600. The first thing I did out of bed was buzz down the stairs and check the eastern sky. The day before we had had a lot of cloud cover but to my delight this morning it was at about 40% - the eclipse was on. I then headed for the restaurant, got there at 0615, and everyone was already there – the eclipse watchers were on too. As soon as breakfast was done there was a group migration to the cay, which we had chosen a year before as a great site to watch the spectacle. The cay is where all of the island goods arrive by freighter, and the view east is along the shore. In the foreground there are boulders of coral the size of a small houses that were torn up and rolled up by a cyclone in 1984. This morning the swell rolling in around them was gentle and it was hard to imagine the power it took to create this landscape.

<< Excitement grows as totality approaches, TOTALLY!
As we arrived, tripods began sprouting up along the cay, with some very fancy cameras and lenses attached to them, and chairs were being dropped of by the truckload. The mayors were there as was the priest, who said that he would do his best to keep us cloud free. And then right on schedule the eclipse started, and everyone went for they’re funny-looking glasses, and the wonderment began. Eclipses are slow motion spectacles, and everyone settled into looking up now and then, trying futilely to get nice pictures through the lenses of the funny-looking glasses, worrying about incoming clouds, and just generally hanging out.

<< TOTALITY!!...
Besides our group we probably had about 50 more locals join us on the cay, and old women were sitting together chatting, families perched on boulders, and kids cruising around trying to figure out what we were all up to. When clouds did cover the sun we all watched down wind to try to see when the next gap was coming. The cloud cover had increased from the morning to about 60% now, so there was a bit of drama added to our vigil. As we approached totality the excitement was rising among the group. This was added to by cloud after cloud that teased us by wafting tendrils up to block our view. Finally, at the crucial moment, with the sun about 98% covered by the moon, there was a big gap in the clouds.
<< The dock at totality...
I said that eclipses are slow motion spectacles, and for the vast majority of the show that is true, but that doesn’t hold for totality. When it came a cheer went up and I (one of the rookies) was there saying, “is this it, is this it??” Then I saw that all the experienced eclipse watchers had their glasses off. This was it. This is what we had all come from all over the place to this tiny remote island to see. This is what we had been welcomed so graciously by the community to see. This is what we had planned for over a year to see, and Bob Nansen had the presence of mind to remind me of this as I stared awestruck at the black face of the moon with the solar corona flaring out behind it.

<< A diamond ring through the clouds...
It was dark, there were stars and planets shining around us, yet out over the horizon, beyond the shadow of totality you could see sunlight on the clouds. I took pictures in various directions, walked down the dock for other angles, and then watched as clouds slowly began to mist over our view. A collective groan went up from everyone there as the mist wafted and waned, and then… bang, totality ended with an incredible “diamond ring” where the first rays of the sun that creep around the moon refract into a brilliant jewel of light on the edge of a fine crescent. The groans of the group also refracted quickly into gasps and cheers, and shutters clicked, and glasses were poised to go back on, and twilight was lifting, and then the clouds came and the curtain dropped.

<< Group photo as the eclipse wanes...
The second half of an eclipse is obviously redundant and for most, except scientists and hardcore photographers, not worth worrying about. So it wasn’t all that big of a deal that most of it was covered by clouds. Our group dispersed so that some went off for a swim, some went back to our home base, and some stayed on the cay for the whole show. I stuck around and then went back in the truck with a load of chairs and was dropped off at Bernice’s house to watch the second half of the World Cup final match between Spain and Holland. The plan was, for anyone who wanted to go to church at 1100, and as I sat down I found that the other person watching the game was the priest. It was about 0945 and still 0-0. He had to leave before there was any scoring but I saw the one goal before I had to go.
Lunchtime that day was a great Paumotu feast with fish raw and cooked, taro, coconut bread (ipo), taro leaves and chicken (fafa), Tahitian poe, and pork cooked with cabbage. Everyone ate their fill and music was played and then it was time to say goodbye. Our farewell included a song that the group had made up and practiced so that we could show our hosts that Americans really could sing. It went over very well and, by the end of all of the speeches and thank yous, a few tears had been shed and many pledges had been made of visits and welcomes to come. Over all this was an amazing visit to a very special island that rarely gets tourists. The mayors and the NGO Ganatoa did an incredible job of taking care of us and the islanders at large couldn’t have been more hospitable. We left hoping that this experience had been as good for them as it had been for all of us.