In the 60's Kiwi bound we cleaned out the hatches outward bound started dumping the dunnage overboard only a couple went before we stopped the rest 4 more hatches all had to be made into bundles with old strops. Approaching Pitcairn Island with the Royal Mail told to remove hatch covers and top derricks as we hove to all these boats appeared we lifted the dunnage swung it outboard and cut the strop and then it was on for young and old even the Mail man got ito the fight this lasted about an hour before we finished dumping the rubbish. Oars, fists, hooks, women's nails hair pulled the yelling and screaming was shocking all of a sudden it stopped about 15min before sunset then they started singing "Now is the Hour" in their pidgin English as we left absolutely beautiful I will never forget it one minute mayhem the next moment Tropical Paradise that you dream of.