Xmas, New Years and plenty of beers

6th Febuary 2016.

RIP Kiwi Tony who was found deceased on his boat in Nai Harn last month.

I just sussed that this is post 101, hope the previous hundred haven’t bored the shit out of you, I tell you what though I am getting a bit lazy getting pen to paper which means you then have to remember stuff, horror. We had a good send off for Gary Potter aboard his very comfortable yacht, all the Telaga gang were there. From memory there was a bit of Frog consumed.

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Since we have been back I have been thirsty as and it all comes down to our intake of ham. I never much got off on it until a few years ago now it is one of my favourites and it’s not just the eating of it but the preparation for the eating of it that also appeals to me. Baz the butcher in Augusta showed me how to pick a good ham, they need to have a thick, say sixteen to twenty millimetre, (that’s also about three quarters of an inch) layer of white fat over a good portion of the ham, this is usually where the skin is thickest. Just look at the bottom of the ham, you can’t miss it. When you get it home you are always a bit undecided on what to do, shall I just put in the fridge or shall I try it, second option works for me. Cut the thick plastic wrapping and give it a wipe down, the ham I mean, I used to hit the thick bit of skin and fat but now I work my way round from the other side, clearing the skin and fat away in small bits and then with a bloody sharp knife, the small Asian cleavers work a treat, slice away until you reach the next bit of skin, it is almost as much fun as eating it. You must also try bits as they fall away onto the board, don’t chew too loud just hoover as much down as possible and pretend you have only just had a taste, hoovering ham whilst carving is a must. Once you’ve got your pile on the plate, probably ten sandwiches worth, then I go and find one of Jens new pillow slips, dampen it up and stick the ham in it and then put it in the fridge for next time, probably fifteen minutes or so.

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Speaking of pig, Jen was enlisted to cook a roast pork with apple sauce for Xmas day lunch over at the Breakfast Club, John’s joint, where we had been invited for lunch. Needless to say it came out pretty good, about three quarters of the crackle was crackly and the other bit was a bit chewy but there wasn’t any left.

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It was a big day, champers with the Tiggers, then cook the pig with a few gins and vodkas, worked out by putting the temp probe off my Fluke meter I could keep the temperature around 150 degrees, even got a skewer and shoved it into the middle of the lump of meat then extracted it and slid the probe in there as well. I think it might have got a bit hot once or twice but it came out hooting.

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When we got to John’s he wanted to see it and when we took the cover off his eyes lit up, he can be hard to please sometimes, hahahaha.

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With xmas over we were free to go, almost, the Harbour Master was on a four day break for xmas so we had to wait till Monday to get going. Another day in Kuah shopping, bugger. Hows this car at the countdown lights. I gave the Pooton a bit off the line but got thrashed.

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Well we went up to Datai to clean the props and get any barnacles off, not to bad, considering, Prop Gold seems to work heaps better than the other stuff. We sailed to Koh Lanta with one stretch providing us with twenty knots of wind at about seventy degrees and had us sitting on nine to ten knots with a reef in and the heady up, good fun. Made it to Ao Challong the next day, the last ten miles was horror, very uncomfortable and very happy to drop the anchor and get off.

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Clearing in was excellent, the young fella who logs you in remembered us straight away, you now must have an AIS working when you clear at the harbor master, the same immigration bloke from last year so that was easy and customs was a mere formality, very efficient.

We hit a restaurant we went to last year, larb moo all round, not a bad one but have had better, the beers were freezing cold, yen yen, though.

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Got ripped off at the pier with a green mango and spicy sugar out of a cart, paid 40 baht should have been 10, bitch. We got out of there pretty quickly and were anchored up at Nai Harn for the night, had a full on sleep and next day we headed for Patong for New Years Eve. Got our sim cards sussed out, 9GB for 699 baht, about twenty five bucks, pretty good value.

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NYE was on Investigator with Hubert and his family, hooting fireworks that just went on and on and good company to boot. An excellent night all round and the beginning of relaxation, we have no further plans so what will be will be.

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Ended up bolting from Patong before the Jet ski kimikasi’s got into full swing and headed up to Nai Yang to nice clear water, a few waves and heaps of squid.

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Have caught up with Manny, an excellent Barrow Island gang member, we had the best mob of workers we reckon in our time out there. He was flying around in a rib with twin 175’s on it, very flash.

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Nai Yang has really good markets, Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday, with fresh fruit and veges, if you get there early good fish, you can buy larb moo and lard quack (our word for duck) takeaway for like 40 baht, pork on a stick 10 baht a pop and when your finished icy cold beers at the bar for 37 baht, pile all your stuff into a tuk tuk, driven by Witt or Carl the blind Tuk Tuk driver, blind in both senses just depends on how late it is, then be delivered to the beach for 50 baht. The best value this year is passionfruit, 130 baht a kilo, I have eaten so many of my favourite fruit, best effort was twelve in one sitting, just couldn’t stop, geez the macerator makes some horror noise the next day. Thought the old dunny had shit itself one day so started to pull it to bits, luckily I found a fish stuck up in the inlet to the water pump, sheww.

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Sonnet is here again and it has been great catching up with Alex and his girlfriend Char, she is and excellent cook and coming from Esaan she is an excellent proponent at larb moo. Have had some filthy feasts on Sonnet that are hot going in and pretty much the same coming out.

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The beach house Boys rocked up straight from Sumatra, fun, fun, fun and a couple of very late getups, also one very early getup when my phone rings, “our dinghy is gone,””sure your in the right place?” Then half an hour later, 0400 mind you, “the motor won’t start,” I found Jimmy and some chick paddling it, “Hey Rod, what are you doing out here, are you just driving around?” Classic, gave them a nice steady tow and that’s how we ended up finding Wats Bar, a very busy little place which seems to have all the super yacht mob as its clientele, tried hoola hooping, not much chop at that anymore.

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Hubert senior is the Austrian BBQ champion, I think for a few years too, he is onto it, his fish is winner winner chicken dinner.I reckon those guys ate pretty well with father on board.

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The Persians came back, Drew from Langkawi rolled up and The Muscats were here to. Then the bay filled up with Aussies, Kokomos as well for Australia Day.

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Jen had a cold and I was getting it so a pretty tame one this year, although Hubert and I went over to G&T for a party that night, BBQ ribs to die for, Nok cooked them to perfection, Nook was in charge of fireworks, it was hooting fun, Toi knows how to turn on a show, thanks mate. Check the photo, they let him out and he now lives in Phuket.

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The next few days were in quarantine, smashed with the cold, first time sick, besides a crook guts, for a couple of years for both of us, luckily there were some waves so two to three hours out at airport reef sweating my arse off for a few days did wonders.

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Alex also took me scuba diving, that clears all the snot out of your head big time. Saw a tiny little fancy pants, pointed it out to my dive instructor but he wasn’t interested, reckons I must be easily pleased.

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Jen’s Cauliflower cheese’s make a nice change to larb moo and a couple of nacho’s have gone down a treat as well.

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Have been reading a bit, three excellent Ian Rankin, I think that is about it for him until he brings out a newt, spewed the other day when I bought one I was sure I hadn’t read and after a couple of pages I knew what was going to happen, bugger, a couple of Mo Hayder, Pig Island is good, The Treatment is horror. The latest Jack Reacher which I am sorry to say was crap, The Crossing by Michael Connelly is a ripper same as Osama by Chris Ryan, a couple of new authors to me, Sue Grafton and Lisa Gardner are pretty bloody good as well. Pretty hard to read all the Sue Grafton in order but started with T is for trespass, U is for Undertow and all the way back to B is for Burgular.

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They probably go to Z is for something will just have to keep the eyes peeled. The latest book is A time to die by Robert Moore, which I think might be a true story but I make a point of not reading covers, just look at the pictures. Yep a true story about The Kursk submarine, good read.

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Scrubbed the boat the other day, spent a few hours with flippers and a noodle and a new scraper doing the top foot or so, then Alex set me up with a full tank of air and off I went, bargain it was like I was shearing the hull, some of the stuff was close to an inch thick, the props and sail drives come up smicko and Boomerang is ready to go.

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Might be sooner than later, Manny just called and looks like we are going for a spin, geez the anchor is going to be covered in heaps of slime but you get that when you park up for close to six weeks, just see how it goes.

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Christ it was blowing its arse off, twenty five knots, one reef in and just hitting ten knots, good fun little spin, the kids got to have a drive on the way back to the anchorage where it is just getting to fifteen knots, chucked the anchor back in, ended up to close for comfort to a neighbour, so pull it back up and do it again, it has been a while and wasn’t missed by Alex and Char, bit embarrassing but no one else noticed.

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We have now said goodbye to The Persians, they’re off back home, we had a beer with them at the airport. Hope you have as much fun as we did back in the land of no smells

 

 

 

 

 

Money Money Money.

28th February 2015.

0400 and up, head into shore, drag the dinghy up the beach and stumble across it in the dark to the hire car, this one is Karen’s private one so feeling a bit priveledged, then drive to the airport, park in the dodgiest spot and about ten minutes later greet our newly arrived guests, The Alison’s.

It has been a pretty laid back time up here, just anchored up in Nai Yang Bay, going to the markets, the Boss Bar, Old mates bar, One Bar and eating out at Heng Heng and Cii’s joint, the Bank, with the Persians.

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Have been knocking a few jobs off, Jens winch shit the tin so pulled that to bits and had the electric motor rewound, the guy at AME was excellent, organised it for us and even though it is Chinese New Year it was still ready to pick up on the day he reckoned which was the day before this mob arrived.

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I pulled the inverter out, it hasn’t worked for a couple of years, so thought I would give it a shot, opened it up, Horror, it is amazing the charger works, all the printed circuit boards are rooted, wires on the main board which is mounted to the base are corroded completely off. Bugger. Big decision, just keep on going as before or chuck it out and get a new one, the thought of not being able to charge the batteries with a battery charger is not a good one, even though we will soon have our new sola panels, so the hunt is on for a newy. Waltzed into East Marine one day and you wouldn’t believe it, a nice new Xantrec 110 volt charger / inverter just sitting there, same size and capacity just the latest model to ours, what are the chances, ends up it was a stuff up when they bought it, meant to be 240 volt and it has just been sitting there, they dropped 26000thb for me and that was that. Hey Big spender, bye bye three grand, plus another couple for the sola panels, geez I might have to go back to work, horror.

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It works a treat, although it took a bit of mucking about setting it up, even read the instructions twice, it came with a remote panel as well which is an option normally so installed that where the other one used to be, bit of drilling and cutting but looks real flash. The first night I thought I had turned it off, derr, so it had a good time sucking the battery’s down until I realized during me morning checks that something was a bit askew, sorted it and then worked out how to get out of basic settings and into advanced, a whole new frontier, which wasn’t highlighted in the instructions, I can now say this expensive grey box is tweeked to the max. We watched a few DVD’s the other day for free and the charger is a ripper, goes through bulk, absorbtion and float charging thingys. Very flash.

The watermaker was the next thing to have a bit of a sook, have cleaned the membrane and it is happy again, which is lucky as five people use a fair bit more water than two. Being in Phuket has been a real advantage as all the brands are catered for here, YSE Engineering has all the Spectra Watermaker gear, and you can pretty much find what you are looking for at Boat Lagoon or nearby. AME is awesome, one of my favourite chandellery’s, plus just up from them is a great little food joint that just pump out the best Thai tucker for bugger all.

Pete took me to Bangkok Hardware, could just as easily be called Alladdins Cave, found the 13mm tube socket for doing Jens winch and some feet for the inverter to get it off the ground. Pretty sure you could find anything in this shop if you looked. On the way back we picked up some Ladies pies for tea, filthy, ate two of them, chockers.

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The last week before we left had waves at airport reef, so hours of SUP action, even dragged the mal out one day, the surf rescue boys joined in with me, Pete and Deane on his two person canoe. Came away with fully sick sunburn to the back and my lips look like I have got shankers big time. Thought I was doing the righty with some sunscreen that was stashed in the bathroom but it ended up being tanning lotion which is pretty much just coconut smelling cooking oil. Sleeping was no fun. Lying on my guts with head at ninety degrees.

Pete and I picked up the winch motor, had a boys day out again, then got back and managed to get it installed and wired up, it must have been on the way out for a while because we can’t remember it being this fast, ever.

We have done a fair bit of shopping for food at the Big C, a couple of fuel runs and all the veges from the markets so we are ready to go on our first look at the area south of Phuket, all the tourist places, I am not sure how it will go as I am not very tolerant to jetskis and longtails anymore.

 

Want a rant, heres a rant.

14th February 2015.

Happy Birthday Retep and Sabrina Hahn.

Had a biggy last night and up early for Roots and Shoots, cancel hire car, then bacon and eggs and good old baked beans on toast, on Persian Sands with birthday boy, then listen to Tales From The Tinny, then listen to Australia smash the poms, all without a beer. It’s almost like we are back at home.

A pretty uneventful week, bit of shopping, organized our new solar panels and some really good engine soundproofing for the genset. We now have our dates for hauling out, 19th March to 3rd April at G&T, over at Ao Poh, which is on the eastern side of Phuket. We met Toi, who has been recommended to us by so many people that you’d have to be a dickhead to go anywhere else. She is onto it and I reckon that the tasks I’ve set for her and her team are doable with the time we have between tides. We can only enter their yard with a 1.9 metre tide and of course the same for leaving, so we will get a couple of weeks to get the boat wet and dried and polished top to bottom, anti foul raised 100mm, service the sail drives and props and the doors to the saloon refurbished. It would have been great to get the saloon floor done too, but not enough time.

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Caught up with the Sandys at Yacht Haven, I copped a couple of flicks on the fored from Fay, as you would expect, they are slowly getting there, with most jobs done before they head home for a bit, Fay’s son is going to be spewing when he gets his boardies, they are pink not watermelon, Poor bastard. Dave rang me today and was telling me about Fayzy’s disappearing act while she was washing the boat, so pissed off I missed it, she has fallen down between the jetty and the hull and found herself stuck surrounded by oysters and couldn’t get out, took three of them to haul her sorry arse back up onto the jetty, Dave reckons he didn’t laugh, I would have pissed myself. Go Shirl.

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Poor old Boomerang is looking a bit dull having not had a wash for a month or so, it hasn’t rained for ages, so arced up the Spectra water maker and filled the tanks, then gave her a big lather up, the salt was pretty thick up the front, tastes great, and the dirt that came off was amazing, she is all back to squeaky clean, next need to do the waterline again as the beard is coming back. Nai Yang Bay really gets the growth happening, not sure why. Could be all us yachties swimming, shitting, pissing in the water but I just dunno. Hence the raising of the anti foul line, we are a bit overloaded but I just can’t come to grips with getting rid of some of the stuff we have on board. Need to have a garage sale, that would be better than just giving it away or even worse, chucking it. I reckon it might be harder to extract money out of a some of these yachty types than out of the locals anyway, so not much point trying. Just raise the waterline.

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Have now got onto live streaming, so ABC 720 Perth is on all day long, they have the best shows and it doesn’t surprise me that even Victorians tune in to it. Last week Sabrina Hahn was on Who Are You, a segment on Geoff Hutchison’s show, it was a pearler, check it out. Then you wait a bit and Gillo comes on with some good and different topics and of course the laugh. Dave Warner was on the other day, he has got a show on in the Festival of Perth called The King And Me, they also did a show at the Charles Hotel, spewing we missed that. We went on You Tube and watched some of his stuff, unreal banana peel, an excellent arvo, the reworked Mugs Game is a classic. Who would have guessed Shapell was a thieving bitch and look where it got her, superb lyrics Dave Warner.

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Saturdays we tune in to Wolfy and Sabrina for Roots and Shoots, then flick over to ABC Darwin 105.7 for a mp3 recording and get a mullet up us on Tales From The Tinny, one of the best shows around, funny as. These guys have got it sussed, taking the piss out of others and more often themselves. This bara season looks like being a ripper. When I used to work, I had ABC 720 on all day and if this is the closest thing to once again being gainfully employed so be it, suits me to a tee. One of the most enjoyable things to hear on the radio is the cricket and that was one opening game by the Aussies, flogging the poms, yeew yeew, nothing better, the next thing that needs to be done is someone needs to belt Jeffery bloody Boycott, what a wanker, he was using the big stage to bag the physical training coach of his beloved team which in itself was pretty poor and then it was all because the guy reckons he rants a bit, he is so far up himself he doesn’t even realise he rants on about crap all the time, he better be commentating the pom’s and not us, that would be the end of the wireless for me. I reckon he is probably in love with Stuart Broad as well, can’t stop praising the cheating prick and paying out on the crowd for booing him, it was only The Ashes we lost, dickhead. I had just about forgotten about Broad but now, thanks to Jeffery, all Australians should stand up and boo at the top of our lungs every time Broad goes near the ball. Also love how that weird arse Kiwi umpire has been dumped and delegated to the 3rd ump, although he will probably stuff it up anyway.

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We have found the Nai Yang version of Bangalore Road. Down the end of the street are a few bars with lots of waitress’s trying to get you to partake in a cleansing ale or twenty, Alex the German pointed out the girls and the lady boys, lucky for me because if I was that way inclined, I had a 50/50 chance of sleeping with a bloke, couldn’t believe it, stuff that.

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There are some good restaurants and bars down the strip and all the food tastes the same, thats because it all comes from our mate at the Bank Restaurant, she’s a beaut. We also have Madam Karen, ph 0980343699, who is a wheeler dealer around this neck of the woods. She can hire cars, bikes, supply laundry services and get you fed.

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Were down there the other day watching a fire twirling show and at the end they let some crackers off that were up a tree, a bloody great chunk of tree hit me in the back so Jen and I moved a bit further away and as I turned to watch the show another chunk smashed my glass which was in my hand on it’s way to me gob, everyone made a fuss but no freebie, wonder what third party cover they would have had. Like the rest of the place, bugger all.

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Had Retep’s birthday with premature drinks and celebrations for him at the OK Bar, Jen got the band to sing happy birthday, a very merry night as you can probably see, which definitely put a dampener on his actual birthday day celebrations which started 0900 with B&E&BB’S on toast, and ended with beers at old mates at the markets and a feed at Heng Heng, which was so spicy the beers were used just to quell the burn. Wit, ph 0805332575, rolled up with his son, Number Five, and drove us home in the revamped Tuk Tuk. Its now got newly covered seats and is looking very flash. The Persians gave them a soccer ball and some clothes, which they loved.

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An early night means an early morning, had a SUP for and hour or so, heaps harder to catch small waves than bigger ones so it takes it out of you, low tide too and not real keen on standing in a foot of water on the coral, so headed back, polished the staino up front, scrubbed the beard off the waterline and sat back to listen to the cricket, SA and Zimbabwe with a beer or two. I want to see the catch the bloke in the orange shirt, with his hat on and a beer in his left hand, plucked from the sky with his right, as reported by an excellent commentator, Ebony, who just happens to be a chick, wonder what Jeffery thinks about that?

 

 

Smile at everyone and sooner or later you will get one back.

9th January 2015.

Well a pretty easy week this one has been, I suppose if you include the genet shitting itself, constant 20 to 30 knot winds, anchoring on top of some FADS, almost getting into a blew with a dickhead kamikaze jet ski gaylord, countless rings of fire, and filling the cockpit with diesel, it may seem as though some action went down.

Saturday night we were pretty keen on watching Fargo the series, which we had started watching the night before. Started up the genet and then smelt the old, someone’s let the smoke out smell you get when something electrical has cracked the sads. Race back up the front to shut it down but it beat me too it.

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Uumm, where to start, first in with the torch and straight away I find the culprit, a lug has parted from the wire that used to be apart of it, fix that and go for start, the lift pump worked and away it went, for about 10 seconds, then that smell again, lots of swearing, eventually coming to the conclusion that there will be no Fargo tonight.

I then thought about bypassing the lift pump on the genet and just using the one in the bilge, so go down and suss it all out but now that pump doesn’t work either, the thick is definitely plottening, the only new addition is the fuel filter I replaced about a fortnight ago, the 1 micron one I bought from Multi Quip, I had a 30 micron in my hand but I thought 1 micron would somehow be better. It was now midnight, Jen’s sick of the swearing and gone to bed and I raised my hands to the sky and gave up.

Next morning we left Investigator II to head around the corner into Nai Harn Bay where the wind and waves were non existent and got to replacing the brand new rm120 filter with another brand new one and to stripping down the pump to see if there is a remedy, I had to drain the diesel into an old vinegar bottle which is nice and flexible as it has to fit into the most crap location for a filter to be installed, looks like the filter goes here because that is all the hose we have, horror, anyway didn’t spill a drop so pretty happy with myself, I took it out the back and stuck it on the table, about a litre and a half, There was a discussion on where it should be put but I wanted to clean a few tools that are just going a bit rusty, pliers, sideys and the like and also as the Sandys were coming over later and Dave might need some also, so it stayed on the table where it could be left to rest.

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We went to shore and tied up at the dinghy jetty, we were charged 300 baht, which is redeemable upstairs at the Phuket Yacht Club bar and café, good little venture. It is good to have someone look after your boat and it is good to not have to drag it up a beach or tie it off the back of a longtail. We went for a walk down to the beach, nice little spot, heaps of people everywhere although most don’t answer my constant howdy’s and hello’s in fact they don’t even smile, Checked me thongs and made sure I hadn’t trod in dog shit but no I hadn’t, oh well no point worrying about it too much. We found a nice little restaurant with big umbrellas over the tables and sat down for a feast. Ordered our staple, pork fried rice, top man goong and of course larb moo with a bowl of chopped chilli’s.

Jen went the chilled coconut, I went the Kimberley cool king brown of Leo, just got to pretty much skull it, the waitress had me over a barrel because I didn’t ask for a nik noi beer, which is small.

While we were waiting for our food this bloke comes walking along in bright yella duds that looked like the ones Moagli wore in Jungle Book, I know its rude to laugh at people but this was unbelievable, it wasn’t as though he was being made to wear them he had obviously chosen them for himself, jesus wept, just about pissed me pants, what a good belly laugh and just in time for lunch.

The food was excellent, the waitress was a beauty, which made lunch even better. Then along comes this bloke and his missus and sits at the table next to us, his wife got the sunny spot which I guess is fair, I would have offered the shade but instead he tells the waitress to shift our umbrella over to his table, I had to be decisive and authoritative and quick, it came out as, “not a chance mate,” he stared at me, I stared back, he looked at his missus stuck in the sun then looked back at me staring back at him, he then grunted and they got up and moved inside. Phew my first stand off with a Rusky, then it come to me, we were surrounded by them, it was little Russia, I am not sure but maybe they haven’t got anything to smile about, poor buggers.

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We went up to the Yacht club for a beer and to take in the view, great spot with really friendly staff. They serve toasted sangers, crepes and coffee as well. The Sandy’s came around the headland and anchored up near us so we headed back to Boomerang with the thought of a few beers and wines on our minds.

Back at the boat I had a message from Leo saying Larry was in the Gold Coast and could pick up the parts we need for the genset. Got onto Aidan from Marine Energy Systems in Brisbane, The Westerbeke man for the southern hemisphere and Asia I think, on a Sunday, he is dedicated, promised to get me a quote the next morning and that everything was on the shelf, grinning like a dead fox. Time for beers.

The Sandys came across and we made ourselves comfy and enjoyed the afternoon watching the sun go down. It was around this time we saw a very big cruise liner, The Costa Victoria, go past heading South, a fair way out to sea.

About 20 minutes later I saw what looked like the wake off a boat approaching us, it looked not to menacing but as it got closer I realised it was going to hit us at 90 degrees and they now looked to be sizable, then in no time at all it hit, rocking the boat mercilessly which then started to make things fly around the kitchen, our last middy glass from the deck became a victim, and then of course the old vinegar bottle with one and a half litres of diesel started to slide backwards and forwards across the table, I watched stuck to the spot as on its third shuffle it toppled off the table, escaping Jens finger tips by a bees dick, then it just cascaded down and splashed all over the teak and our feet. You would think that this would have bought the party to a finish but in true yachty form we got a bucket of water and some truck wash and washed it down then went back to the beers. A job for tomorrow. Jen had the last word, “told you to put it away”; looks like the pliers and sideys will just get rustier.

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The Sandys took off to KL to do a visa run and should be back for Fay’s birthday, it is now Saturday and they aren’t back and it’s birthday girls day tomorrow, we’ll see. Should send them the same message they sent us, “Shit Rodney its worse in Sumatra, git your sorry arses here now.”

Anyway next day out with the Sika teak cleaner, followed by the Sika Teak whitener and then a couple of coats of, you guessed it, Sika teak oil, it looks ok, that’s all I am going to say.

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Moved on up to Patong Bay again to say seeya to Jasmine and anchored up near Hubert on the North end of the bay. Put out eighty metres of chain in six metres of water so we shouldn’t be going anywhere, although it is constantly blowing 20 to 30 knots, then came along our next dilemma, we had back onto some fishing FAD’s which I only saw by pure chance, they were just under three metres from the surface at full tide which made them one metre below the surface at low tide, spewing as it was now falling and it was blowing its tits off. We managed to suck in fifteen metres and just left it there, it’s a bit daunting looking out the back seeing three dark spots in the water behind you but I was just not pulling that perfectly set anchor up for some sticks in the ground. We tried fishing them but got nuthin.

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One good thing with the wind means no jet skis, they are worse than apprentices, you have no idea. I have told so many of them to truck off it is not funny, one of them came along side the boat flat out and about a metre away, wanker, I have now got a line with a descent sinker and hook on it so if they come near me I go fishing. We were pulling the anchor up to come up to Nai Yang and this stupid prick with his little kid on board crosses straight in front of us, need some ball bearings and get the ging into action.

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We had a couple of feeds in Patong, frequented my favourite bar, The Seaview Bar, said hello to the girls, did our washing at 50baht a kilo and stocked up a bit at the Big C, sort of like Costco. Huge shopping centre just off Bangalore Road. Still haven’t got down there at night, will have to do it sooner or later.

After an excellent motor-sail with the jib up and starboard motor running to help charge the batteries, seven knots the whole way, we hit the markets at Nai Yang and stocked up on prawns and pork mince, a few veges but we still have a couple more markets before we leave. I have never seen tripe so white, almost tempted to get a kilo not.

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The prawns were very impressive, the smaller farmed ones were still alive, we tried some medium sized ones last time we were here and they were fine, good texture and tasted like prawn so not to bothered if they are farmed or wild caught. They farm them in the ocean not in ponds like in Langkawi.

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We have met up with Peter and Penny on Persian Sands, another Perry 43 and Western Australians to boot, they are good value and love a beer or vodka at the right time of the day, which of course is anytime. Their daughter is mates with one of our good old mates, Sue who has graced the pages of our blog before, how’s that for a small world. It is good to come across good people, they were on the hardstand next to Hubert for a couple of months as well.

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We went to a small restaurant with them last night, which had pretty good food, the hottest larb moo yet, tomorrow it is going to burn, oh yeah. Penny tied a band members shoe laces before he could trip over them, he washed smashed crab, Pen should have tied them together for a laugh.    I saw what seemed to be a smiling Russian, I went up to him and asked where he was from, he looked at me and started to say no English but then half way through he replied Russia, I introduced myself and shook his hand and explained how he was the first happy looking Russian I had ever seen. This made him and his wife smile even wider and he thanked me, how cool is that.

Couldn’t venture to far from Boomerang until late morning, had the stomach cramps, sweats and squirts big time, that larb was spicy, but with a couple of hours to high tide the airport reef started to break, not real big but got a couple of hours SUPing in, great fun, only one out getting a rest every now again then in they would come again, good style session, nose riding with a sole arch and even a few sort of drop knee cut ties, frothing sick is what I call it.

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The old bay is filling up, with boats coming in all day, Jocko from Telaga arrived, and this afternoon so did the Muscats. Last seen a few months ago leaving Telaga.

We took Jocko out for late lunch to Heng Heng Restaurant, which he seemed to enjoy, when the bill came he was even more surprised, 400baht for two larb moo’s, two pork fried rices, a huge bowl of seaweed soup which tasted more like celery and a couple of waters. Reckon we have found a hidden treasure, the people running the show all know us now and we seem to have moved up the pecking order a bit, with smiles all round. Most of the food down the beach although still cheap to us is double what it costs at The Heng Heng. The beer in our local bar is 30baht a can of Leo, dingin.

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Also did the market thing but a bit hard to get to much as our batteries are not in the best shape without a charge from the battery charger, they have been relying on wind and sun, which pretty much just about covers our 24-hour usage, but not quite, so after a week they are down to half charged. You find out what parts of your electrical system are not up to scratch pretty quickly when some part of it fails and you need the other bits to work. So the solar panels have had their day, now looking for some fandangled new ones with a bit more grunt. Larry gets here in an hour with our genset parts. Probably get stuck into it when I get back but could just as easily end up in Bangalore Road with Larry, we shall see.

The genset won, Wit, our yuk yuk driver, dropped me off at the airport and waited so back to the boat it was with all the bits, even ended up with three new scuppers from Bryan, prepped the new pump with its fittings and mounting bracket, changed all the filters, primed with the new manual system I have now installed and hey presto she is a goer. Didn’t even have to bleed it, yew yew Westerbeke. You bloody beauty. Northern Thailand here we come.

One last thing of mention, the Jo Nesbo book, The Son, is a ripper. Seeya I’m going SUPing.

 

 

 

 

Waves in Thailand, be buggered.

2nd December 2015.

Happy New Year.

That was a big one, crackers for three hours solid, it almost got boring but not quite. Sorry Tommo and Jeff I will wash my mouth out.

We left Koh Adang on Boxing Day at 0500 headed for Phuket. Things started out dodgy with me doing go to curser but placing the curser on Koh Lanta instead of Phuket, so we were heading hard onto the breeze for the first hour, when the sun came up and I found my glasses I saw my mistake and we could bear away 40 degrees so up with the sails and away we went. Bit of a washing machine ride but we sat on 6 knots most of the day, hardly any boats seen, just a couple of fishing boats and one yacht which coincided with one of the fishing boats so a course change had to be made. Once made we could not make the height we were enjoying, don’t know what happened there but it seemed to come on the nose as we all crossed.

Down with the sails and on with the Yanmah’s for a bit, current against us as well. I was starting to rue leaving port on a Friday but we had waited four days for this window so it had to be done.

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Later on in the afternoon it went cold and a bloody big storm hit us from no where, all of a sudden 30kns but at 90 degrees, then it pissed down, then you could see nothing, I went forward and removed the shade cloth from the windows so we could at least see 50 metres ahead, drenched through in 10 seconds, just before the storm I noticed a fishing boat to port heading our way but a bit North as well, who knows where it was now, the radar was just a purple haze all round. In the end the rain passed, the fishing boat passed ahead of us and we had 20kns of East wind and up with the sails then doing 8 knots plus. We were never going to make Phuket before sundown but there are a couple of islands just South, one of which is Koh Racha Yai, I think Yai is North and Noi is South, has a pretty protected anchorage so it seemed our best bet, we rounded the bottom of the island as the sun went down and had to find out way into the anchorage in the dark. Not so easy, the place was chockers with three super yachts, a dozen cats, a few mono’s and a few fishing boats chucked in to make up the numbers. We found a space and dropped anchor only to have it drag so a bit further in and try again, 15 metres deep and a pretty shaley bottom by the sound of it, but when the anchor grabbed it grabbed and we let out 50 metres which had us pretty close to a big old wooden restaurant boat but it all ended up cool with no problems during the night albeit a restless one.

We were up and gone by 0800 and had a nice sail to Ao Chalong where the customs and immigration offices are out on the end of a dirty great pier. The Sandy’s told us just to drop anchor out the front of the pier so we did, nice and close to the buildings. The place is pretty shabby at water level with bits of floating concrete just tied together with ropes and the gangway was falling to bits, someone had warned us that you need to walk on the screws as at least there is something under them. Well the screws had all fallen out but you could see where they used to be.

The process of clearing in was pretty harmless, plus we had our two-month extendable for another two months tourist visa already done so we were in and out in no time. They are all really good people to deal with. We just need to be out of Thailand by the 24th February and back in by the 28th to start the second entry on the visa. Quick trip to KL probably, be able to stock up on the meat from KLIA2 grocers.

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We have been getting harassed by Fay from Sandy and she reckons if we don’t get our arses up to Nai Yang Bay she’s going to give me a flogging, something to look forward too anyway. She calls me Rodney so I call her Shirl, she even sounds a bit like you mum and that look geez it takes me back to when I was fully in the shit when I was a ratbag kid.                                                             “RODNEY WHAT ARE YOU DOING NOW.” lol.

Upped anchor at 1100 and set out for Nai Yang Bay, about 25nm North on the West Coast. It was a beautiful day and with 10 to 15 knots on and off all the way we cruised on up there. Heaps of fishing nets but they weight them at both ends here so only hitting the flags or buoys is a problem.

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1630 had us in the bay, anchored up and knocking back a few beers. The talk was that there would be waves tomorrow, unbelievable, so we just had a few with the Sandy’s, didn’t really get my flogging which was a tad disappointing, but great to see these guys again. The Bonnies were also there as was Southerley II from Fremantle Sailing Club. The last time we saw them was in Benoa, Bali, after the Freo to Bali Race, they were the support team for it.

It was a ripper night, slight breeze and nice and cool so a good sleep was had, then up at sparrows for a paddle. Found a little wave and had some fun with it, bit shaky to start with, then got high sided and had to do the starfish into a foot of water, hit the bottom big time, all really hard old coral, not much blood but sore.

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Fay paddled over on her new SUP to join me and we had a yack in between waves then back to the boat fairly rooted. Felt good.

Jen and I went for a walk looking for internet sim top up, fruitless effort, but found a really good Thai restaurant, Heng Heng, excellent larb moo and sweet and sour pork.

By the time I got back to the boat Dave was out surfing and it was going off, two to three foot and the waves just go and go, filthy. On the SUP it was so much fun and pretty well surfed until the sun went down. Frothing sick.

Had a quiety to be ready for the next days surf but sadly it was heaps smaller so just got a few on the edge of the reef that broke for a bit.

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We all hit the Heng Heng for lunch, larb moo times two and a Thai stuffed omlette, better than yesterday. Got a new dtac sim for the iPhone but no modem sims here, just got to hot spot the phone, it is 4G which I have never even heard of, bloody fast. Got 6GB for as long as I want for 699thb, which is now about $30.00, Tony Abbot and your dickhead mate Hocking thanks for nothing, tossers.

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Got onto a couple of battery suppliers as our port engine battery has finally shit the tin, it was installed in 2008 so can’t complain can you? We hit the street markets, unreal, great veges and we even bought some prawns, haven’t seen a good prawn for ages, these were filthy. They seem to have really caught on to cooking things with sticks, we might have started something.

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One quote came in at 15000thb, thieving prick, ended up paying 3800thb plus 1000thb in tuk tuk fares, forgot to buy clamps, flogger. All went together well and she’s a beaut now, pain in the arse turning isolators off and on or forgetting they are on and flat starting batteries next day.

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We moved on down to Patong Bay just before lunch. Full main and headsail had us sitting on 7 to 8.5 knots all the way with the Sandy’s chasing us down. A couple of gusts of 27kns came through but nothing to get to worried about. A cruise liner was parked out the front of the bay. We found Hubert and Jasmine on Investigator anchored up front and centre to the tallest building on the beach so we did much the same and same with the Sandy’s. Dave and I went ashore for a few beers, funny little sesh, being propositioned by a few hotties, had to reply, “I don’t think my wife will be too happy” to which they replied “ we keep secret,” only in Thailand.

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Ended up have some Topman Goong, filthy, and a fair few beers, almost messy with a big night to come. Late arvo nannery then the girls wanted to go get some food so back in we went, it is easy to tie the boat up to the long tail stern lines down near the jetty, getting busy now 2000 with a real buzz about the place.

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Got back to the boats and we all hit The Investigator for our NYE partying. It was hooting with the fireworks starting slowly at 2200 then picking up the pace at 2300 then full-blown bombardment from midnight to 0130, it just went off. Once the real ones finished then it was up to everyone to add to the scene till the sun comes up, you could by a four inch rocket which was a two shot for 600thb, about $25.00. Fun for all the family. The whole night long those bloody lanterns landed around us, no direct hits to any of our boats but one landed about ten foot in front of where we were sitting up on the tramps on Investigator.IMG_1874

The wind picked up in the morning to 25 to 30 knots, it may be a bit bumpy but at least the hordes aren’t flying around on jet ski’s. Had to get stuck into a couple who kept buzzing us, reckon fishing rod with a great big squid jig next time. They are like kamikaze pilots, just go flat out until they come off or their poor girlfriend sitting on the back, who is absolutely shitting herself, screams, enough you idiot. One couple went splat right next to Sandy, we all watched it happen, laughed our guts out, the poor girl couldn’t even get back on she was so rooted. How no one gets killed has got me stuffed.

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We spent a late arvo with the jet skis, early night and up early to bugger off to Nui Bay, another 10nm south. Hubert rang and give us the thumbs up for space as it is only a three or four boat bay. We left Patong in almost gale conditions, got the headsail up and motorsailed at 8 knots making water down to Nui, which once we arrived is a beautiful bay with no fetch. Bit of swell rolling through which makes for interesting landings and departures on the beach, it is a really steep beach and it makes the waves look quite menacing.

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Leo off of Matrix, last seen at Bay of Plenty, met us there so was great catching up with him. He and Larry are chartering Matrix out up here.

We had a few beers, a really nice lunch and then we had to face the shore break back out. Patience is the name of the game and eventually we got a break, Jen went first using the backwash to push her out the back of the dumpers then with the help of the excellent lifeguard boys, I paddled the ski out through to pick Jen up, piece of piss.

Had a dive, not much good, too much movement to see anything but a good workout that’s for sure. Burnt up the bacon and eggs and now there is room for my favourite, BEER, come on midday.

It was sad last night as the last of the Laphroig was quaffed. No real frog episodes this time, that stuff can belt you. 49% proof.

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Our new additions to Boomerang are all working well, the new shade cover over the outdoor area is a bargain and the new BBQ plate for the gas burner thingo, that dad made us, works a treat with a couple of feeds off it so far.

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Been hammering the books, Lee Childs’s new one, Personal, is ok, Mo Hayder’s: Wolf is excellent, Ian Rankin’s: Fleshmarket Close is really good and Michael Connelley’s: The Burning Room is a ripper. Just started on the new Jo Nesbo book called The Son, which is hard to put down. Only got a couple of new books left, horror, I might have to join the millions and get them online with iBook’s or something, can’t see it being the same, how do you fold the corners on an iPad?