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We were later starting our sailing this autumn because Baringo was chartered out to a sailing school for three months during the summer. When we arrived on 30^th September it was with some trepidation about what we would find but our fears were soon dispelled when we discovered Baringo in good condition apart from an end of season hull with a blooming garden of growth. 

Malcolm and Glynis Gibson with whom we crossed the Pacific Ocean joined us for the first few days which was of course a great pleasure and brought back many memories of that momentous crossing. After provisioning the boat we met them in la Seyne railway station and introduced them to the mediterranean version of Baringo . The wind permitted a timely and easy exit from the marina allowing us to anchor for the first night in Baie de Mejean on the north coast of the Rade de Toulon. Another beautiful day dawned for a pleasant sail across to Baie D’Argent on Ile de Porquerolles. En route we tried to tie up to a buoy close to a rocky bay for lunch and had the embarrassment of receiving assistance from a paddle boarder who kindly advised that the manoeuvre would be easier without a full main sail up …. had we really managed to sail around the world and we all burst into laughter! We declined to stay there not only out of embarrassment but we were far too close to the rocks so we found an alternative spot and anchored for a swim and lunch. We then continued to Ile de Porquerolles and spent a relaxing two days in Baie D’Argent enjoying the usual activities including a delicious meal on the island  accompanied by a  bottle of  vin de Porquerolles .We returned by Baie de Mejean enjoying another idyllic sail and finally back to Port Pin Rolland marina to say a sad good bye to Malcom and Glynis who were returning to Sydney .

We spent the next two days there reprovisioning and negotiating another  charter contract which much to our relief we succeeded in doing . We departed again on 6^th October and with a prevailing easterly wind we anchored in Baie de la Garonne which provided excellent shelter. The wind was perfect for sailing during the day but kindly chose to calm overnight which is always helpful and the sea was still warm enough for swimming and paddling. On 8^th October we sailed to Port man on Ile de Port Cros and the wind allowed us to sail south of the island and then north through the gap between Ile de Porquerolles and Ile de Port Cros in very pleasant conditions. The Port man anchorage is a deep narrow inlet, very sheltered but also very popular! Luck was with us when we entered just as two boats left giving us space to choose a safe anchoring spot.

Over the next two hours about 8 more boats arrived searching for space! We had gone to hike on the island which is very unspoiled but we decided to leave the next day for a less crowded anchorage and sailed to Bormes des Mimosas on the mainland. A westerly wind was now blowing and this would afford good shelter . We had the anchorage to ourselves so a complete contrast to Port Man. We walked to the village of Bormes des Mimosa, about an hour uphill but it is a very beautiful unspoiled provencal village with pink tiles on the roofs and shutters of every colour decorating the houses.

On 11^th October we returned to Baie D’Alcatre on Ile de Porquerolles and decided to stay overnight rather than move to Baie D’Argent. Once again all remained tranquil and calm. Our time was now drawing to a close so the next day we refuelled at the Porquerolles marina and had a wonderful sail with only one tack around the Presqu’Ile de Giens and then directly into Baie De Mejean on a perfect reach. That night rather unexpectedly the wind blew up to about 25knots so we woke in the early hours, checked the meteo in case we had missed something but it was still showing only 5 knots for our position. Proof that meteorology is still not an exact science. 

We motored back early the following morning and tied up in Port Pin Rolland feeling so happy that we had enjoyed such perfect conditions quite late in the season but also worried that it may be a manifestation of increasing global warming.

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The day after our arrival we visited the Cannes yachting festival show and successfully resisted the temptation to buy a new boat. It is an enormous show on the waterfront in Cannes needing a small boat ride to see the whole show. It was an excellent start to our sailing trip.

We set sail to Baie de la Garonne across the Grande Rade de Touloon onTuesday after the usual preparations and had a rather stormy night there and returned the next day to meet Henry ,Claudia, Jamie, Robyn and Siri. They had rented a flat in La Seyne-sur-Mer close to the perfect Les Sablettes beach because day sailing with nights ashore seemed more suitable for Jamie and Robyn. We spent a very enjoyable few days on the beach where small children find endless fun exploring, building and rebuilding sand castles of which they never seem to tire. By Sunday 18^th we decided to  sail again to Baie de la Garonne for lunch and it proved an enjoyable  first experience on the  water for Jamie and Robyn. Unfortunately the weather became very windy for the next few days so we enjoyed the beach and some local restaurants. We made another attempt to sail a few days later but the wind proved too strong once outside the harbour wall with too much heeling for comfort while holding baby Robyn  and trying to keep Jamie in board ! Too soon the holiday was over but maybe it was the start of a sailing career for someone ….who knows !

It was now time for us to sail to Nice to meet Sam and Gillie McBride sailing friends ex Hong Kong now in Edinburgh. Our first anchorage was in Baie D’Alicatre on the north side of Porquerolles where we stayed for two nights because of stormy conditions but on Sunday 25^th September we sailed to Rade D’Agay and picked up a mooring. The swell was quite significant, a result of the previous two days of storms and there was little protection from it on the moorings available for our size of boat at the sea end of the bay.The next day we sailed on to the marina in Baie des Anges near Nice but not under the very busy airport. It is easy to see from because of the unusual shapes of large blocks of flats on the shore. It is a pleasant marina which we had visited the year before with a local street with shops and restaurants as you step off the boat. Sam and Gillie arrived and we had a busy evening catching up. We had planned to leave the next day but ended up marina bound by a strong mistral so we explored Nice until Friday when the wind  settled enough to escape. The wind picked up over the course of the journey to Baie de Canabiers near St Tropez where we wanted to see the famous classic boat race les Voiles de St Tropez. Indeed we had a close up view when we sailed through the fleet to our anchorage. The wind continued strongly and we dragged our anchor just before dark when we realised we were closer to a large motor yacht, but this was not a serious problem and it was during daylight. Saturday 1^st October was extremely windy so there was no possibility of going ashore and during the course of the day three boats required the rescue services as they were drifting and had no motors. We all hoped that we would not be the next boat to call may day. In addition to the race this all made interesting viewing. The night brought no reduction in the wind strength  and after the usual cocktails and supper we were woken by call and whistles from a yacht which had become much closer than before … we were drifting  again and had to re-anchor with some speed but this time in the dark and in 35 knots of wind. We felt very pleased that Sam and Gilly were on board and their help was invaluable. We found another spot but this was not the end as the same problem recurred again twice before dawn but by this time we were becoming accustomed to the manoeuvre. We all enjoyed watching the race the next  day, wonderfully  elegant  yachts sailing by in large numbers a truly magnificent sight.

The next stop was Les Porquerolles where we stayed for a quiet two nights and had an excellent meal and on 5^th October we returned to Saint Mandrier to say good bye to Sam and Gilly. We had a few days left to ourselves so decided to go westwards to Bandol . Then one of the usual technical problems which arise on boats occurred …a blocked holding tank. Once day had dawned we went far out to sea to try and unblock it which we did with the hose pipe through the deck access normally for sucking out the holding tanks in port. Then we proceeded to Sanary-sur-Mer which we had visited before the previous year. It is a delightful town and quite unspoilt.   After our sojourn there we then ventured a  little further  westward and found a peaceful anchorage off the long beach of Saint Cyr-sur-Mer  in the Baie de Lecques. We found  an excellent promenade there to stretch our legs and it was just warm enough to swim. On 13^th October it was time to return to Saint Mandrier so we set off early to avoid the forecast strong easterly afternoon breeze. Our plans were thwarted by a visit from the navy who were doing firing practice off the headland! We had no choice but to anchor off Les Sablettes beach and wait until we had permission to proceed by which time of course the headwind had  arrived as forecast . Despite this we arrived safely and tied up leaving Baringo in the care of Dream Yachts for the winter.

Baringo is now berthed at Port Pin Rolland ,Saint Mandrier-sur-Mer under the care of Dream Yacht Charters.

Our first sail this year was marred by our car breaking down trying to return to London from Saint Mandrier to attend the launch of Henry’s second book “ Voltrush “ . We left the car in a garage for repairs in the middle of France near Troyes and returned to Baringo by train to meet Vanessa, Antony and Edward for their sailing holiday, Edward’s first. They arrived in Marseilles and stayed the first two nights in the local hotel the Rive D’Or and luxuriated on the beautiful beach Les Sablettes for the first day . On tuesday we  sailed to Baie de Meljean about one hour across the Petit Rade de Toulon and anchored for the night. Edward was delighted with his cabin and promptly made it his den and the boat his playground. We all swam in the delightfully clear warm water and used the paddle board in all its functions.

The next morning we sailed to Les Porquerolles a group of beautiful island just off the coast which are a natural reserve and wonderfully well preserved despite the many tourists who come by ferry from Toulon. We were able to stay at anchor after Antony made the brilliant suggestion of using the paddle board pump to inflate the dinghy. The usual pump which we had in fact exchanged for one we thought would work failed miserably and  faced with a very soft soggy dingy our spirits fell thinking we could not get ashore. The paddle pump fitted  perfectly and the day was saved. We had a wonderful time swimming and paddling and using the paddle with its  kayak fitting as well. We cycled around the island first with Edward in a small trailer and the next day with him in a seat. The drivers both opted for electric bikes for this! The paths are quite deserted once off the beaten track leading through vineyards and forests but usually finishing after a hot ride on one of the many beautiful beaches on the island.

We left early on Saturday  16^th as a strong wind was predicted later in the day but we managed a lunch stop at Baie de Meljean and by the time that was over the wind did not materialise so we motored back to Saint Mandrier. The last day was spent on the beach again and Vanessa Antony and Edward departed for Marseilles in a rather glamorous taxi for their flight home on sunday 17^th July.

We had a few days left of our charter so decided to sail westward and visited Sanary-sur-Mer which was a delightful old fashioned town where Aldous Huxley had spent his later years .We then ventured a little further to Bandol but could not anchor close enough to get ashore but it was a pleasant anchorage and not too crowded. We had a visit from the local eco warriors which was an encouraging sign. We returned to Port Pin Rolland on 22^nd July.

Our car was still in Troyes and we had agreed with the insurance that it was easier for us to hire a car one way with all our sailing kit, collect our  car then drive directly back to Chamonix . We collected the car after 3000 euros of repairs, unloaded the hire car, loaded our own car, returned the hire car and set off  for Chamonix. Two hours later the same engine problem occurred again, the car would not accelerate so we had to be towed off the autoroute for the second time in as many weeks and this time into a garage in the middle of nowhere on one of the busiest Saturday afternoons of the holiday season!  The only way out of there was a super fast taxi to Le Tour! The car was again moved to a Subaru garage later where they discovered that a critical air pipe had not been tightened. 

So for a sailing trip there were rather more problems on the road rather than the sea!

Covid 19 upset our spring sailing plans this year but by October there was an inter lockdown opportunity for us to get afloat. We drove from Chamonix to Saint Mandrier-sur-Mer about six hours and slept on board in the marina on 3^rd October. We needed to do the usual checks and provisioning so decided to depart on Monday 5^th October. However we woke to a fierce wind from the north west which made leaving the marina, where we were very tightly wedged in stern -to Mediterranean style, rather uninviting. After all we are used to empty bays not full marinas. After much soul searching we decided to wait until Tuesday to depart.

The day dawned fair and windless so we left with ease but even so the spatial constraints of the other boats around us required an exit in reverse but we entered  the bay unscathed and were on our way to lunch in Anse du Rabat which we had to ourselves. In the afternoon we headed toward Les Porquerolles the well renowned group of islands  in the Mediterranean but until today unknown to us. We had booked the marina there as the wind was forecast to be strong again but as we approached we saw a few boats anchored in a beautiful bay, sheltered from the forecast strong wind, so we joined them and tested the anchoring mechanism for the first time .The windlass worked perfectly and the anchor a Kobra (spade type) which we have not used before fell to the sandy bottom through crystal clear water. We had bought our snubbers of which we are so fond although they are rarely used as far as we could see in the Mediterranean, but old habits die hard.

We successfully sat out the next day on 40 knots so it was a good test and we did not drag. We discovered that we could not get the outboard off its stand so it was paddling ashore the next morning when the wind had died. The Baie de Pont Renard is fringed by the Plage d’Argent which is not mis-named  as the long beach is of fine silver sand. We found the island more than lived up to our expectations, no high-rise buildings, no private cars, spotlessly clean and lots of bicycles to hire and a small chandlery as well. We planned with eager anticipation to explore more the following day. We had resumed the Baringo cocktail tradition with consummate ease and enjoyed the sunset as usual that evening eagerly contemplating our exploration the next day. We rose with enthusiasm but it may have been an excess of this that caused John to fall into the water fully clad while getting into the dinghy. This proved to be the end of a perfectly planned day but gave us literally the push we needed to swim in the cold water which we continued to do for the rest of the trip. It was wonderfully refreshing and exhilarating and once out of the what to us seemed like ice water the sun was warm enough to dry comfortably.

The weather forecast was again  strong winds for the next two days and without a usable outboard we would not be able to get ashore so we decided rather than wait at anchor we would go into the marina to be able to explore the island. There was plenty of space in the morning but over the course of the day because of the weather all the spaces disappeared. The first day we oriented ourselves and checked the chandlery, local cafes and shops. After using ablution facilities I returned to Baringo to find John bailing  out an under floor compartment  next to the heads which was full of water!  This was rather alarming at first sight and we had certainly been carrying a lot of extra weight but we soon deduced that it was a leak from the shower pump which we proved easily after taking a shower! Luckily there are two heads on board. We hired bicycles and explored on the quite rough and sometimes steep tracks that go around and across the island. Initially we thought we must be very unfit as several cyclists seemed to pass us with ease on the slopes until we saw their electric motors! The bays are a delight and quite empty despite the numbers of cyclists on the tracks. We passed the vineyards and farms and enjoyed the amazing sea views. We stopped in the main square for a delicious cake at teatime feeling justified after our day cycling. We decided to have supper out that evening and just as that thought sprang to mind we noticed a pleasant looking restaurant in the square so without further delay we booked. It was Sunday evening so we were not sure how many others would be open. We enjoyed an excellent meal but discovered at the end that it must have been the most expensive restaurant in Les Porquerolles !

The next day we sailed a little further east to Ile de Port-Cros another Porquerolle but with very few inhabitants and no cars. We anchored in Port Man another sheltered picturesque anchorage and that evening we christened Baringo with a bottle of red wine spilt over the bow and paid homage  to Poseiden /Neptune to ensure trouble free sailing . We enjoyed hiking and swimming and the usual sport of watching boats entering and leaving the bay anchoring and positioning themselves.

On October 14^th we moved north to Baie de Cavaliere  on the mainland, a huge bay which we had to ourselves .The golden sandy beach ran the length of it and was almost deserted .Luckily a few bars and cafes and the supermarket were open so we did not run short of anything. We walked to Pramousquier along the coast on the old coast road which has been turned  into a  rather  good cycle path as well as a route avoiding the cars for pedestrians .We were in search of the Hotel Beau Site which I had visited as a medical student to visit  two school friends who were working there . I had driven overnight with two friends using D roads which was quite a marathon but we arrived safely. We were delighted to find the Hotel still functioning although closed. We took a break from our return hike and enjoyed a delicious pizza accompanied by excellent local wine.

The next day was a first for us as we anchored off a small nudist beach at the western extreme of the bay. I hid the binoculars in case John succumbed to temptation but in October it was hardly crowded. Later in the afternoon we moved to Anse de Gau slightly further south around the bay in an attempt to find less swell but this did not prove to be the case. However remembering some of the anchorages we had used during the circumnavigation we could not complain. We returned to the marina in Saint Mandrier on Sunday 18^th October luckily in calm conditions as reversing in is the method of choice. We felt it had been an enjoyable inaugural voyage and our confidence in the boat had increased with better acquaintance and we felt happy we had made the right decision in getting afloat again.

We were very sad to sell Baringo but glad she had gone to good owners who are experienced sailors. We returned to Europe/UK and found being without a boat unusual and we succumbed to the boat-less syndrome and in November 2019 we bought a 10 year old Dufour 405 for sailing around the Med. It is an attractive looking boat and we hope to have some good sailing with her in the future. Currently the new Baringo is on the “hard” at St-Mandrier-sur-Mer in the south of France. We are having several jobs done such as new rigging and some minor repairs and hope to launch in April 2020.  We will continue our blog intermittently with information about our trips in the Med.

The new Baringo (with boom on the deck ready for winter ashore).

Andrew and Jila had arrived in Singapore to sail this last passage with us up the Malacca Staits to Langkawi where we planned to sell Baringo. We enjoyed a few days sightseeing in Singapore the highlight of which was the laser light show from the top of the Casino building, it felt like being in outer space so high and so many lights.

We left the bright lights on 18^th November after the usual Western anchorage document hand over and we planned to repeat the first journey we had done in 2002 stopping in the same places. Our first impression was that the coast was much more built up and industrialised and this remained all the way up the coast to Langkawi, evidence indeed of the booming Malaysian economy we had read about. We anchored the first night at Pilau Pisang on the north side as there was a SW wind, a squall blew up but no lightning this time. Water Islands were next and we had a squall during the night again which never makes for a good sleep. Then to Admiral’s Marina, passing a now very industrialised coast through a plastic laden sea. The marina had not changed very much since our last visit in 2003 but there was a rally passing through so we had to content ourselves with a berth without electricity so we had to run the generator to have the air -conditioner. Check in at Port Dickson was much as before on our previous trip. We took a trip to Melaka by car which we had not done last time although we had been there with the children in 1984. Of course, there were many more tourists this this time but the elegant unusual pink Dutch buildings were still there.

While we did the check-out Andrew had perused the guide book during a rain storm and suggested we go to Royal Selangor Yacht Club and take a train to Kuala Lumpur to see the new Islamic museum there. We had only anchored off last time so this was something new and we went up the river delta to the Royal Selangor Yacht Club passing rows of dockside cranes belonging to a huge container port. The water in the  yacht club was so dirty, the water was scarcely visible underneath a thick layer of plastic and rubbish. The tide was running fast so getting alongside was not easy. However, we were rewarded the next day with the interesting train ride to Kuala Lumpur and the beautiful Islamic Museum. Not sorry to leave the Yacht Club we continued to Pilau Pangkor and this time had  to navigate a new lighted path into our old anchorage in the dark but we make it safely. Once again we all wanted to do the motor bike ride we had so enjoyed last time and luckily Pilau Pangkor was still pleasantly unchanged and unsophisticated but we did find a rather beautiful new mosque built out on stilts over the sea.

The wind had not been very favourable so far so we were not sailing as much as we had expected, the NE monsoon did not seem to be well established here yet. We needed an overnight passage to arrive in Penang in daylight and this was uneventful apart from the lightning and we decided on a dawn anchorage off the NW of the island and enjoyed a rather spectacular dawn and before going around to the marina. There had been no marinas here in 2003  so we were pleased to avoid the difficult anchoring we had experienced here before and just tie alongside a pontoon although the entry had to made through a dredged channel at high tide.  But despite these problems it made our stay in Penang much easier. We hired a car and visited the Penang Funicular railway up to the peak but it was very crowded so we then circumnavigated the island finding the temples and villages of interest with Andrew and Jila’s guide book. The evening storm came with a vengeance as we were driving over the hills by now looking for a  restaurant for supper. The guide book had a few recommendations of wonderful sea food meals in local villages but each one we found proved gloomy and empty, no sign of welcoming sea food eateries obvious. It was dark, raining and we were hungry but when we stopped for Andrew to top up his SIM card we were under a sign for Tiger beer outside a restaurant and by now desperate we went in and had not only several cold tigers but a superb meal including grilled whole fish, all very tasty, one of the best dinners we had but no thanks to the guide book!

Pilau Bunting was the next anchorage and this was rather curious; we were sure there would be a resort there but all we found was a deserted island with a very glossy bridge connecting it to the mainland the reason for which was not immediately obvious. We later discovered it had been built for a power station which had never happened. On 2^nd December it was the final journey to Langkawi and into Rebak marina……. this was our last passage on Baringo. Andrew and Jila stayed in the marina resort and then kindly  organised the celebration of our safe arrival with Moet in the gazebo on the end of the breakwater at the resort over looking the sea.

Baringo was sold in March 2019 to Andrew and Kylie who will I hope take her on another adventure, after all that is what she loves.

We left Nongsa Point on Monday 12^th for the final journey of our circumnavigation. The morning was fine weather, no rain squalls in sight and we were away by 10.00 with all documents in order. We motor sailed west along the industrialised north coast of Batam  through very dirty water and a small oil slick until we reached the crossing channel through the Singapore Strait to the north side . The channel is extremely busy but the traffic separation scheme puts some order into the busyness and we made it across easily into the western anchorage which we remembered well from our arrival in 2010 . We anchored and the police boat arrived immediately followed by immigration but we managed lunch in between the visits and documents were exchanged by hand, no fishing net this time. We then headed towards Keppel Marina for our ETA of 15.00 and were helped into our berth by the staff and felt we had now really completed our circumnavigation arriving 8 years almost to the day after we had arrived here in 2010 . We felt a strange mixture of a sense of achievement and unreality mixed with relief and then what is the next adventure, knowing that any could only be a poor second to this one.

Singapore in the haze.

A big thank you to our many friends and family who have contributed to this adventure and made it happen and be such fun, and to all those who have followed Baringo’s Blog .

It was difficult to leave Medana Marina but we felt the need to press on although we had actually forgotten that our Indonesian visas were only for 30 days and when we did finally leave we had no days to spare! However the relaxing atmosphere in Medana had successfully removed these dull administrative matters from our minds so we were lucky to have summoned the will power to move on when we did!

No sooner was Baringo out of the bay she was in a 30knot breeze with accompanying waves so we were too late to hoist the mainsail. We managed well with the little jenny close hauled until the wind veered to north west and then south east and the sailing became more comfortable off the wind. By the morning of the next day 29^th October we were approaching P.Kangean where there was a gap to sail through and although not that narrow the sea was so confused with waves coming from all angles and no wind to hold the sails with the motor. We consulted the Dashew Bible but even he did not have a good answer to improving this unpleasantness only an amusing few words to describe it! Fortunately once through the gap the waves settled and by midday the sea had settled and we stopped for the daily oil check, essential with long motoring hours we were doing .In the calm of that afternoon we hoisted the mainsail and dispensed with the flapping jennies. We passed Madura island and its fishing fleet that evening and as we are in the Archipelagic Sea lane there little time goes by without a large tanker or bulk carrier passing. The Indonesian fishing fleets is enormous, we have never seen so many fishing boats anywhere else the numbers certainly do not seem sustainable. On the afternoon of the following day we were treated to a NE wind and had a lovely sail which continued until the early hours of the next morning. We had Kalimantan on our port side but we were further offshore now so fewer fishing boats that night. Stephen Davies advised keeping slightly east closer to the Kalimantan Coast to avoid unmarked hazards to the west and he recommended two “gates “ between shoals and reefs to pass through for a safe passage so we followed this path and had no problems.

Indonesian fishing boat

Island ahead?

island on tow!

We were passing between P.Belitung and Kalimantan keeping closer to Kalimantan and there is a line of reefs and shoals extending eastward off Belitung where again there was large fleet of fishing vessels. Actually passing through them was not as difficult as we had anticipated as they moved out of our way once they had seen us and all we saw were lit ,some scantily though. We had the usual mixture of sailing and motoring, probably more of the latter so refuelling was becoming imminent and we decided that doing this in the Archipelagic Sea lane was foolish and made a course for P.Serutu to anchor and do the refuelling in peace and out of danger. November was ushered in with a serious lightning storm  in the evening after a very sultry day so it came as no surprise but luckily neither wind or rain was that difficult and we escaped a direct hit.

On the morning of 2^nd November we reached P.Serutu near P.Karimata just west of Kalimantan and anchored in a very pleasant bay but initially we had a NW wind blowing straight into the bay putting us squarely on a lee shore  but luckily this changed as the morning progressed to SE and the anchorage became well protected. We had a restful day and completed the always unpleasant job of refuelling ,the diesel always seems to get where it is not wanted so the cleaning up afterwards is messy. We had decided to stop at two more anchorages en route to ensure arriving in Nongsa Point in daylight so the remaining journey did not seem too much of a marathon.

refueling at P. Serutu

rock in serutu bay only apparent at low tide.

Leaving P. Serutu

We had a quiet night at P.Serutu and departed at 05.45 on Saturday 3^rd November and were rather surprised to see two unpleasant looking rocks further in which had not been visible at high tide when we arrived but luckily we had anchored further out although in our searching for the best spot on arrival we may not have been that far away. We continued NW with the usual mixture of sailing  when the wind allowed and motoring when it did not ,we had more night time lightening but no major squalls and at 00.15 on Monday 5^th November we  crossed the equator and put our party hats on and toasted King Neptune with a beer. Only a couple of hours later we felt our toast had been wasted as a huge black squall confronted us and we turned tail to the SW to avoid it which we did. Once it had passed we headed towards P.Mesanak which luckily had an anchorage sheltered form the NW winds which were now with us most of the time .It was a large bay with a well marked entrance and as usual we had it to ourselves.

Toasting King Neptune

Toasting King Neptune

equatorial crossing

position on the equator

approaching squall

We had bought Indonesian Sim cards in Saumlaki and were delighted to see a mobile phone mast on the island so had high hopes of getting 3G but we could not and were not sure why .We learnt later that an Indonesian Sim card to work it needs an Indonesian ID card number,so ours were doomed from the start but luckily had not cost a large amount of money . This apart the anchorage was very calm and peaceful so a chance to prepare the boat for Jane Houng’s arrival in Nongsa Point and catch up on some sleep.

We had a choice for the next anchorage; another island bay but open to the NW or in an estuary north of Tanjung Pinang, Bintan Island in a small port but protected from the NW. We decided on the latter as the wind seemed to be predominantly for the NW now so set off early the next morning for Tanjung Pinang and arrived at the entrance to the port which is up a narrow and shallow channel early in the afternoon. All the marks were present and gingerly made our way to the anchorage spot while being overtaken by high speed ferries on all sides. It was a very busy port with vessels of all shapes and sizes crossing the estuary as there was no bridge between the two sides of the town. The water was full of garbage including lots of worrying plastic bags but we felt we had made the right choice as the NW wind blew quite strongly all night.

Tanjong Penang harbour

Tanjong Pinang kelong

smarter area of town

On Wednesday 7^th November we made our way out again luckily avoiding any encounter with plastic bags and headed for Nongsa Point through the Selat Riau with Heavy industry was on both sides and lots of commercial shipping on the move or at anchor, all the way to Nongsa Point as well as numerous ferries dashing past. We had seen on the chart and read in the cruising guide that we might have 5kts of current against us here and the Selat  is relatively narrow but I think Neptune took pity on us now and we had an easy journey with the current helping us all the way ! At midday John sighted the sky scrapers and casino of Singapore, rather an exciting moment for us although we were not counting our chickens just yet .We rounded the North eastern point of Batam island and then approached the entrance to the marina which runs parallel to the Singapore ferry entrance so it is vital to pick the correct channel . Luckily we did and the staff were there to greet us and take our lines so we were tied up by 14.00 on Wednesday 7^th November .

We sorted out the usual documentation and then had a welcome swim in the pool. We had actually swum very little on this trip as Australia had killer jelly fish and crocodiles and we had not felt inclined in the anchorages after the snakes’ appearance in the cockpit and the dirty water we had seen everywhere. The marina was part of a golf hotel complex but was not crowded and the restaurant was very good or maybe it was the monotony of boat food that made their meals taste so good ! We needed to provision so hired a driver to go to the Kepri shopping mall,about 45 minutes drive away , where there was  large Carrefour and we bought oil to service the engine from a garage on the way back. Jane was arriving the next day so we serviced the engine the next morning while a large rain squall passed by outside .Luckily all had cleared for jane’s arrival and we had a fine evening swim and a good meal in the restaurant. The next few days passed relaxing by the pool, reading and eating and  chatting . We had to fill up with diesel but decided to just get 110litres in jerry cans rather than go round to the fuel dock ,this would be quite enough to get the 15 nm to Singapore .

Nongsa point marina

nongsa point pool

and the bar overlooking the pool