Saturday, March 3, 2012

Toto, I have a feeling we're not in Mauritius

Not even close to Mauritius. It's the 2nd of March and I'm with the boat at Rebak Marina in Langkawi, Malaysia. John, Booth and Danny left from here a few days ago and today I believe they departed Singapore for the USA. We had a good time together but we didn't do the voyage we planned.
Departing Phuket

So what the hell happened, as in "stuff" happens? No wind is what happened.  Before departure we got a final forecast from Commanders Weather and it looked pretty light across the Andaman Sea and the NE Indian Ocean but there was no reason not to give it a try and see what progress could be made. Maybe something would fill in and we'd be able to sail. So we departed with the tide about 1100 on the 22nd. We did a sea trial commissioning of the new auto pilot course computer and it went perfectly. We met up with Shilling who was heading north into the gulf and tossed them a can opener as a parting gift. It will be too long till we see them again.
Nice catch Dennis! Dennis and Janet, Shilling of Hamble.
 We had a nice little onshore breeze and sailed down the Phang Nga Gulf until bearing off to the SW into the Andaman Sea. And the wind died and never came back. So we motored two hundred miles out to the SW. At the end of the second day I got ahold of Commander's by SAT phone and got an updated forecast. The gist of it being there was no wind and no wind was forecast for at least the next week into our voyage. We were carrying twice as much fuel as I've ever carried before but that still gave us only about nine hundred miles range and it looked like that would not get us close to where any wind might come up, or might not, over the next couple weeks. Bummer. We wouldn't have enough fuel to get to the Chagos (and there's no fuel in the Chagos)  much less anywhere else. I know it's a sailboat but that little Yanmar diesel is pretty handy sometimes, like when there's no wind and the current is taking you somewhere you really don't want to go. 
TRW over the Andaman Sea. Flat calm.
So after a long hard think it seemed the only reasonable thing to do was to turn back. And since IMHO Langkawi is a much nicer place than Phuket for anything but boat work and massage we headed for Rebak Marina in Langkawi which was two hundred and forty eight miles to the SE when we made the turn. With the exception of a few hours of light wind from the NE we motored the entire way back in very, very flat calm conditions. Never before have I seen so little wind and sea over such a broad area. Arrival in Rebak was uneventful except that Glenn and Marilyn  from Tin Soldier were there to take our lines. They had arrived a few hours earlier from up in the gulf.
Cooling off at sea.

The decision has proved to be the right one over the past several days. The various forms of weather info available all show there's still no wind out there until the final couple hundred miles to the Mauritius and even that is fluky. The weather here has been nearly calm winds with thunderstorms in the late afternoon and night. It seems the transition to the SW monsoon is early this year and that's what caught us. A couple boats that headed for Sri Lanka a few days ago are bobbing around out there whining about no wind.
Steve, toughing it out at Rebak

So now the question is what to do next.

Heading SW across the Andaman Sea isn't going to be possible now. The next way to go west would be to go back down through the Straits of Malacca to Singapore and then back into Indonesia along the east side of Sumatra. Then we could exit the Java Sea through the Sunda Strait between Sumatra and Java and head west in the SE trades to Cocos Keeling Island and then on to Mauritius. We wouldn't want to exit the strait until May or June. And September might be best.

We could stay in SE Asia another year and do the Similans and Surins and some other islands we haven't seen yet. We could do some land travel in Myanmar. Then we could head west next year.

We could head east up into the Gulf of Thailand and the east coast of the Malay Peninsula.

Maybe our pirate friends will out of business by the time another year has passed  and it would again be feasible to go up into the Med as we had originally planned.
The Hard Dock Cafe, Rebak

For now I'm hauling the boat and putting it on the hard here at Rebak on the 5th. I'll catch a flight to Singapore on the 6th and should be home on the 7th of March. It's been a very nice time here at Rebak. Good friends from Baraka, Tin Soldier, Scarlet O'Hara, Tamoure and others are here and the socializing has been excellent. Rebak itself is the nicest of places. But it is lonely here without Janet and I'm heading home for  a few months at least. Please stay tuned. We'll let you know how the "plan" evolves.

Love to all,
Bill

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

The Mauritius Command

Kudos to Patrick O'Brien. 

The planning and preparation for our own Mauritius trip is in the final stage. The guys arrived as scheduled yesterday. Steve Bott, Dan Strehlow and Booth Devitt will be a great crew and we are all looking forward to a fun trip. The boat has been watered and fueled. More fuel than we have ever carried before is on board. We should be able to motor at least eight hundred miles if necessary. Airstream is probably heavier than it has ever been and sits lower than ever. The excellent light air performance of this boat will get a test in the initial stages of the voyage. Commander's Weather gives us a decent forecast and will act as forecasting and routing throughout the trip. We've got most of the provisioning done. Sufficient Oreos, Ritz Crackers and popcorn have been stowed away. We'll survive somehow. Only bread is left to come on board tomorrow.

Bill, Booth, Steve and Dan

It's three thousand nautical miles on the rhumb line from Phuket to Mauritius. We average one hundred and fifty miles a day so the voyage should take twenty days, right? The Chagos Archipelago lies almost midway so if we have time, I have a permit for the Chagos, we'll stop for a day or two. Supposed to be a fantastic place.

We can expect light to moderate NE winds from the NE monsoon until nearing the equator. Then there should be a narrow band of westerlies and then, hopefully  at around five degrees south, the SE trades will fill in and we bear away for Mauritius. My big concerns are not enough wind north of the equator and too much wind, in the form of tropical storms, south of the line.

Nellie, Dave 'the rigger's African Gray
I'll be able to update the blog via sailmail emails using HF radio. If you are interested in tracking our position go to the Pangolin website at: http://www.pangolin.co.nz/
On the left of the home page you'll see a link for "reporting boats". Scroll down the list to our call sign "KI6IKE" and you should see "Airstream". A click on the "track" info on the right should yield our position display.
Cruiser Camaraderie
We've said goodbye to some dear friends over the past couple weeks. People are heading out on their own cruises. We have had one more night of socializing and  we're off tomorrow, the 22nd  Phuket date, on the tide at about 1100 local time.

Love to all,
Bill, Booth, Dan and Steve

Thursday, February 2, 2012

Deja vu, All Over Again

 Rebak redux, unforgotten Phuket,  back in the saddle again. We're  in SE Asia. Or at least I am, Janet has been here the two weeks we planned and has already returned home. 
Langkawi Sunrise
The trip in was your basic long haul.  Arcata to San Francisco to Narita (Tokyo) to Singapore to Kuala Lumpur to Langkawi. Nice business class on Delta from SFO-NRT-SIN. We spent a night in Narita since I wanted to see any old friends who might be at the Radisson, our layover hotel since forever. Low and behold Janet and I walked into the sports bar and there was the "Anchorage table" with Drew Grimes, Greg Berry, Chris Armstrong, Greg Zerwis and a few other good guys. The main things I miss about flying are one, the flying and two, and much more so, the people. It was good to feel a part of this group for a night.
The pool at Rebak
It was a sweet return to Rebak Marina at Langkawi, Malaysia. Rebak is quiet, secure, well managed and beautiful. The pool/beach scene is about the most enjoyable we've ever found. We spent a hectic two days getting the boat ready to travel but a couple hours in the evening at the pool with an icy Tiger beer in hand made the days labors kind of fade into insignificance. 

The boat was in reasonable shape after sitting for five months in the tropics. The starting battery and battery charger had died. Luckily the same charger we had was available to purchase locally. We had planned on replacing all the batteries in Phuket so we figured we could make it there without a starting battery. We did a little provisioning, visited with John and Rena of "Scarlet O'Hara"  and shoved off for Phuket on the third day after we arrived.
Thai trawler

Ko Roc Beach
The plan was to take four days to do the hundred and twenty five nautical miles up to Boat Lagoon and Royal Phuket Marina in Phuket. We motored up to the Ko Rok island group, about sixty five miles, and spent the next day there snorkeling and wandering the beaches. It's a lovely place with clear waters, decent coral, lots of sea life and the usual penis shrine on one of the beaches erected, heh, heh, by the local fishermen to bring good luck.
Ok, Ok, A guy can fantasize.
Day three we made it into Maya Bay at Ko Phi Phi Le, the setting for much of the movie, "The Beach" and picked up a good mooring. Maya Bay is one of the most beautiful places on earth. From about six in the evening until about eight in the morning it's quiet with only a few cruising yachts present. During the 'day' the zoo of tourist boats is incredible and provides a little different form of amusement. This wears thin pretty fast and we left fairly early and had a nice sail up to Ko Yang Rai where we anchored out to wait for high tide the next day to get into the marina.
Maya Bay, it's still early!
Under sail at last.

So now the boat is hauled out at Royal Phuket Marina and work is in progress. The battery banks have been replaced with Trojan AGMs. The auto pilot, which functioned for one day after reinstalling the control head, is being worked on by Octopus Marine who seem pretty competent. The sails are being gone over by Rolly Tasker Sails, which I believe is the largest loft in the world. The keel damage from our encounter last year with 'the rock' is repaired. The boat will be back in the water in a couple days. Then I'll get started on final preparations for the voyage across the Indian Ocean to Mauritius.
Haul out at Royal Phuket. Very professional.
In the meantime I have an "apartment", really just a room, in a Phuket residential neighborhood. It's small but clean and comfortable with good tv and internet. I've got a car and Janet and I have run around the island in comfort and comparative security compared to  motor bike travel. We have some good friends here, Dave and Jan of "Baraka" and Glen, Marilyn and Jaryd of "Tin Soldier" are here as well as others and I hope to see Shilling and Tamoure before we shove off.
Janet at Maya Bay
Buy 'we' I mean Booth Devitt, Steve Bott and Dan Strehlow who will be helping me get the boat to Mauritius. The tentative departure date is February 22nd. It's a three thousand mile passage and should take about three weeks. Please stay tuned, the fun is just beginning.

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Ahh....Civilization, at Home and Abroad

So I'll get it off my chest right away and then go positive. Never fly Air Asia. Air Asia being the "low cost" carrier based out of Kuala Lumpur and serving much of SE Asia. I've flown them too much in the last couple years and I can guarantee that no one makes you feel "low cost" like Air Asia. That stuff I said about airlines that look good on the outside having a decent chance of being good inside the operation applies both ways. The zoo that is the "Low Cost Carrier Terminal" at KL is a mostly Air Asia creation. They've squeezed their last dollar out of me, I'll never fly them again if I have a choice, and I'd recommend that you pay a little more and fly someone else.
Border Crossing Viet Nam to Cambodia. Beats Air Asia.
Now for the positive stuff. The bus ride from Saigon to Phnom Penh was pretty decent. It took about five hours in a comfortable, air conditioned bus with one stop for lunch and an efficient border crossing into Cambodia.  Interesting that there was no 'entertainment' on board until crossing the border from Viet Nam. Then, the bus crew, a Vietnamese driver and 'door gunner', immediately put on a shoot 'em up war movie where the good guys were Cambodian Hmong types and  the very despicable bad guys were the Vietnamese army.
Lunch anyone? Beats Air Asia.
No English but no translation necessary, hmm....Anyway, it was an interesting trip through very flat, mostly flooded, rice growing country. The city of Phnom Penh sprawls along the Mekong, a dusty, vibrant and rambunctious third world Asian city.
Cargo tuk tuk. Beats Air Asia.
Bacon anyone? Guess what....
Only as you reach the heart of downtown does it begin to seem at all modern. Our hotel, "Hotel 9",  was very comfortable in a good location and we ate well nearby at a nice Cambodian/French restaurant, the "Boat Noodle".
Dinner at the Boat Noodle
We tuk tuk'd around the city. But the highlight of the  stay was lunch at the Foreign Correspondents Club, the "FCC",  bar and restaurant. It's a second and third floor open air affair looking out directly onto the street and over the Mekong with a great atmosphere and pretty good fare best described as "western nomadic". You really need  to have a meal and a couple drinks at the FCC if you're in Phnom Penh.
Lunch at the "FCC"
Much of the tourist stuff  revolves around the Khmer Rouge atrocities. Who was it said, "....the banality of evil" ? These people didn't have or need much imagination. They just took anyone they didn't like out and beat them to death with a piece of rebar, etc.  But they were  sure to take their photos and carefully record their names before hand. I don't think Mao and Ho were as  bureaucratic.
"Killing Fields" memorial
It's pretty amazing, considering what happened, and that recovery really only started around 1998 after the Vietnamese left, that Cambodia has come so far so fast. The Cambodian people we met were very sweet.  By the time we left Siem Reap I had developed quite a liking for the Cambodians. They have a lot of energy and desire and pride in their history and they want to do things well. The tuk tuk drivers, our guides and hotel staff  in Phnom Penh and Siem Reap were  good crew.

We took the ferry up the river from Phnom  Penh to Siem Reap. The 'river' is the Tonle Basak but it intertwines with the Mekong several times between Phnom Penh and the South China Sea. So where it's no longer the Mekong I haven't figured out. I believe it's safe to say that upstream of Phnom Penh it's no longer the Mekong and it runs about 150 km up from Phnom Penh to the Tonle Sap, the Cambodian great lake. Our boat went up that river to the lake  and the 100 km or so to the NW end of the lake where the port village serving Siem Reap is the end of the passage. The boat ride was great fun.
25-30 knots and little wake. A very efficient hull.
The ferry boat itself is about one hundred and twenty feet long with maybe a fifteen foot beam. It's almost fully enclosed, very low free board, with a rakish bow, air conditioned, fairly quiet and smooth. There's a big twelve cylinder dual turbocharged Yanmar diesel powering a single prop and the beast "flat hauls out". We did the 250 km in about five hours! Most of the trip some of us were out on the bow watching the river  scene and since there was too much speed generated wind to keep a hat on we got fried by the sun. It was worth it. Once we were clear of the Phnom Penh city area the river was a step back into a seemingly timeless rural past.
Along the River scenes
People live on or along the river fishing and growing rice. There is almost no sign of modern life. There was an occasional Wat along the banks and surprisingly few villages. The passage of the ferry was big excitement and naked kids would be waving from along shore. Water buffalo are the chief farm implement. Homes are wood or bamboo and grass and everything is on stilts. This was high water but we were told it would continue to rise for about another month.

Approaching Siem Reap
A tuk tuk ride got us into Siem Reap from the ferry. At this point I should say that the Cambodian version of the tuk tuk varies from any we've seen elsewhere. They use an entire motor cycle as a 'tractor'.  The cab is attached to the seat of the motorcycle by a 'fifth wheel' type arrangement like towing a trailer. We passengers sit in the trailer  while the intrepid tuk tuk commander, who always wears a helmet while under way in Cambodia, braves bus devouring pot holes, blinding dust, pouring rain, insane traffic and wandering cattle. And we in back have no fear, heh, heh.  A tuk tuk ride all over Phnom Penh or Siem Reap costs about two dollars US.
Prior to lift-off
 Which brings up another little bit of craziness. Almost everywhere in Cambodia the US dollar is the currency of the realm. The 'official' Cambodian currency is the 'Riel' at about 4000 to the dollar. But guess what, the ATM machines give only US dollars! And everywhere we went, from street kids hustling whatever to restaurants to hotels to the temples at Angkor,  the dollar is the standard currency. You can use riels if you have them and you'll get them back from your dollars as small change, that's about all.  
Slow Moving Traffic, Siem Reap
In Siem Reap we stayed at the Kool Hotel which is one of the really greatest  small hotels we've ever enjoyed. The public areas and rooms are lovely in tile and hardwood. The rooms are large and spacious with all amenities. The pool is nice and  the staff were absolutely the best. At one hundred sixty eight bucks all inclusive for four nights this was a bargain.
The Kool Hotel
Siem Reap is interesting enough in itself. The town bustles with tourist activity and the streets are lined with hotels, restaurants, watering holes and massage parlors. The name means "Siam Defeated" and the town was founded after the Cambodians defeated a Siamese (Thai) invasion back around the 12th century. These days the reason for Siem Reap being anything but a rural Cambodian village are the temples at Angkor, Angkor Wat, as known to the world.
Quiet time, Siem Reap
So, like everybody else, I'll use "Angkor Wat"  as a name for the whole temple complex area even though 'the' Angkor Wat itself is only one of many temples in the immediate area. It is the largest single temple and the best preserved. The claim is that it's the largest religious complex in the world.
Four Faces of Buddha, Angkor Wat
Trying to describe Angkor Wat and everything to be found there is well beyond the scope of this blog. I can only say  the place is well worth a long journey. The temples and peripheral structures, moats , walls,  stone carvings, etc,  are magnificent.

Main Entrance and Moat, Angkor Wat
Initially we were put off by the tourist hoards at one well known  sunset viewing hilltop temple. But after that we found the area not over crowded and we  both were very happy with the visit . We spent two days with hired guides who were very good and I would highly recommend that plan. We got far, far more out of our time than we would have on our own or with a larger group. We also had a taxi to drive us around and given either broiling sun or heavy rain it was a good idea. Cabs and guides are not expensive and were worth far more than we paid.
Janet and Vateh, our guide, modern Apsara.
Stone Carved Apsara, 12th Century


12th Century Cock Fight
It's one thing to read about the glories of a past civilization and another to be presented with the evidence. On viewing the temples there is no doubt of the power, size and cultural complexity of the population that existed here between about 900 and 1300 AD. Internal political and religious strife created weaknesses that enabled external enemies to destroy the Khmer culture of the time. In no other place I've seen has the experience of a 'civilization lost' seemed so powerful.

Tomb Raiders?
 We put the boat to bed in Rebak after returning from Siem Reap. As we left it looked a little lonely but secure. We came out of Singapore on Delta to Tokyo, couldn't get on the SFO flight so we took DL 296 to SEA. Caught a United A320 down to SFO and got on the last flight home to Arcata.
Rebak Marina

Now it's September 2nd and we're home. The weather is beautiful and our place has been very well kept by our house sitter. We're jet lagged and culture shocked as expected.

It's been quite an eventful six months for me. Janet had a good time in the Phang Nga gulf and doing this land cruising. The plan for next year is not yet defined but come February or March I anticipate some long passages. Back to sailing!
Janet after the elephant ride, Angkor Wat




Love to all,
Bill & Janet