The Adventures of Captain Ray Penson
Sailing Yacht Truce
The Marina at Miri was good despite poor facilities, management obviously don’t care about customers. Toilets shitty (literally) and showers rudimentary and dirty. On the positive side there were no busybodies patrolling the docks and trying to enforce nonsensical rules. The tranquility and lack of bureaucracy was welcome. To be secure alongside a dock was good with easy access to the shore and the town.
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.
The Adventures of Captain Ray Penson 