Interesting Stats
Reviewing a few statistics while we sit in an anchorage with no wi-fi.
Browsing our log books and came up with these figures for 2013:
Number of miles travelled by boat – 2,224 (Total number of miles travelled since leaving Canada – 19,427)
Number of hours with the engine – 204
Greatest number of miles covered in 24 hours – 145 nautical miles
Number of countries visited by boat- 3 – Malaysia, Singapore and Thailand. This does not count the number of countries tavelled through by land
Number of anchorages visited – 43 (this stat includes multiple visits to the same anchorages at different times of the year)
Number of marinas visited – 3
Number of days spent in a marina – 77 (we left the boat in a marina while we travelled to India)
Number of guests – 3
Number of unwanted guests – numerous range of cockroaches, ants more cockroaches (they are now all gone, we think)
Number of times the boat was hauled out – 1
Number of days with winds above 35 knots – 1
Number of babies under the age of 1 met living and travelling by boat – 2
Number of borders crossed inadvertently – 1 (Burma, while sailing to the Surin Islands in northern Thailand. The red line on the chart below is the Thai – Burmese border) – oops, this is 2014. Oh well….
Number of nights spent at sea – 5
Number of people converted from drinking german beer to gin and tonics – 2
West coast sojourn
I can hear my fans calling – ‘where have you been, we can’t live without your blog’. My answer, get a life. Who wants to read a blog of someone who may be living your dreams. Just makes life harder!
All kidding aside it has been a while since I have had a chance to sit down in a place that has a wi-fi connection good enough to load pictures and serves a decent cup of coffee.
This is going to be more of a photo journey as, surprise of surprises, I don’t have much to say. Wouldn’t you all love that; a nice quite Tony. I doubt that will happen anytime soon but for now I just have to let the saltwater wash out of the brain as we have been mostly cruising the west side of Thailand up to the Burmese border for the last little while. Would love to have gone into Burma but the permits are very costly and one must have a Burmese guide onboard 24/7 which is OK but then there is a room and board charge for that person of $40/day. So, until things free up a little will wait.
So, enjoy the photo journey
Season’s Greetings
Travelling on the shoulder
We recently completed a trip from Langkawi to Ao Chalong, Phuket. It was what I call done in the shoulder season. By that I mean it’s the time of the year when the seasons are changing. Here in Thailand/Malaysia we are changing from the south-west monsoons to the north-east monsoons. It’s a tricky time of the year as the wind can come from any direction.
We were confident that we would be OK weather-wise. We have been in the area now for almost a year and we have rarely seen the wind blow from the same direction with any strength for more that a few hours. However, we were caught out this time.
We left Khua, Langkawi and headed over to Telaga, on or our favourite anchorages in Langkawi. The wind was from the north-east which it had been blowing for the last week and our thoughts were that the north-east monsoons were settling in and our guest, Sandy from Edmonton, would enjoy a trip north with us.
We anchored in Telaga for the night and with predictions of a bit of a blow and a low coming in we left for Koh Lipe. The prediction was for the wind to change directions and come from the southerly quadrant. We headed up to the north-west coast of the island despite the wind coming from the northerly sector making the anchorage a little jumpy. Sure enough that night the wind changed to a more southerly quadrant and the bouncing anchorage became smoother.
By nightfall the wind was up, local fishing boats were coming into anchor, rain had been blowing hard for two days and were not at all comfortable. Night was no better especially when the wind shifted to the south-west. By morning we could not see the boat next to us as it disappeared in the swell. Time to move. Local boats were calling us to follow them so up with the anchor and off to the east side of the island.
We were finally in some degree of comfort with the seas calmed by the island but we were tired of being trapped on the boat so headed ashore. And the day after we left for points north.
What follows are a few pictures of the storm’s aftermath in the various places we visited as we made our way to Phuket.
The above scene is in Koh Lipe and is taken in an anchorage where most boats normally anchor but with the southerly winds blowing it left it exposed and those who stayed behind had lots of trouble on their hands
And here is someone in the same anchorage that stayed too long and their mooring broke and when they started their engines the ropes became entangled in the engine props and around the rudders
Look closely under the water and see the sunken tourist boat – 4X350h.p. engines and seating for 40. Don’t know the story but now it’s flagged and underwater in the main harbour of Koh Phi Phi
Yet more damage in Koh Phi Phi’s main harbour. Lots of local fishboats that are now only good for firewood
This is all just a reminder to us at sea that we too could possibly end up on the beach in a storm but we hold on to our luck and hope for the best.
Thinking of the Philippines
An amazing typhoon called Haiyan has now entered Surigao Straits. It is one of the most powerful typhoons in history. We are thinking of the people of the Philippines and the many sailors we have met who are up there waiting…
For more information on this typhoon see this site for typhoon Haiyan
Sojourn to Bangkok
I got itchy feet. Since a friend was heading up to Bangkok to get his visa for Burma I decided to follow also thinking I might go to Burma.
With Connie’s blessing and a ticket at least across to mainland Malaysia in my hand I left Connie behind to do her painting and varnishing projects.
Connie worked hard on varnishing and painting part of the interior when I was away.
Her’ rolling and tipping’ technique made varnishing a large flat surface a little easier.
And when she was finished and I came back and found Sage a new boat! What a transformation.
Now after all that varnishing Connie deserves a little R&R
My ticket took me across to Alor Setar and from there I made my way across the border to Hat Yai to meet up with Marcello.
Through the wonders of cell phones, sim cards and tablets we managed to locate each other, buy some train tickets to Bangkok and the sleeper (ie night train) and then headed out for something to eat before the train was to leave.
How fortuitous as we ran into the ‘Vegetarian Festival‘ which is held in the 9th lunar month of the Chinese Calendar. Some of the pictures are a little out of this world and others just another festival.

Ouch – yes self torture seemed to be popular at the vegetarian festival. I still haven’t figured out what the point is.
After an hour or so of taking festival pictures it was time to climb on the train for the overnighter to Bangkok. The train left at 1645hrs and arrived Bangkok at 1045hrs. Everyone has a sleeper, one up/one down, and there is a restaurant car which is always a great place to meet people and have a bite to eat.
As for Bangkok. We strolled around for 4 days taking in various sites and sounds from Wats (temples) to shopping centres, art galleries (Museum of Contemporary Art (MOCA) and Bangkok Art and Cultural Centre (BACC)), street foods, Chinatown, klong rides, Richard Thompson’s house etc etc. Here is Bangkok in pictures.
then it was time to say goodbye to Marcello who was heading off to Burma by bus and for me it was a trip back on the train and ferry to Langkawi.
Langkawi at rest
There’s something about this house that attracts me. On the way into town I pass this house either walking, bicycling or in a taxi. It is located right next to a small river that runs on the southern edge of downtown Khua.
It evokes so many questions.
I finally took the opportunity of walking around the property and love the way the jungle is consuming the home. It’s like some benign monster chewing away at the foundations and consuming the history.








































