A Polynesian taro saga

Taro is an important part of the lives of people here in Rurutu, you could argue that it's the foundation of our culture. Farming it definitely remains a living tradition. Viriamu's brother Meta supplies frozen taro to a supermarket in Tahiti, it earns him a modest living. I have blogged a fair bit about taro, but the subject is definitely going to be a recurring one!

We probably have the largest single expanse of taro field in French Polynesia, in our village Avera. It was being cultivated when Captain Cook quickly passed by Rurutu in 1769, and likely for a long time before that.
Last year, we were lucky enough to be featured in the Hana Hou, Hawaiian Airlines inflight magazine. Not only did we get a fabulous article in the magazine and great photos, but we also got to meet Shannon and Elyse, but now it is also bringing us a steady trickle of Hawaiian guests, interested in Rurutu and above all taro!  Turns out there are lots of kalo farmers in Hawaii, also keen to make connections with taro farmers here!


Next week we are privileged to welcome a group from Oahu, from the Ho'okua'aina project, seeking a cultural exchange and taro farming bonanza. They've chosen the perfect (if chilly) time of year, slap bang in the middle of the heiva festivities! It's going to be lots of fun!