The Adventures of Captain Ray Penson
Sailing Yacht Truce
With Truce doing a more reasonable six knots I was dozing in the cockpit when I was awoken by a clattering and banging on the hull. My fears were realised, we had run over some floating bamboo contraption all lashed together with bits of rope.
Only a few fishermen more and the sun rose as we closed the coast of Bawean. By nine in the morning we were anchored in Teluk Promahan, a bay sheltered from the SE trade winds on the north of the Island. It had been a long, busy night and no rest. I was happy and relieved to be safely anchored and cracked a breakfast beer. Well, it was five o clock somewhere.
Whoa! Something wrong, immediately I put the engine in neutral and looked over the side. Amazingly, I could see the coral bottom, very close on the starboard side. The port side seemed clear. I put the helm hard to port and immediately got back into deep water.
The Adventures of Captain Ray Penson 