Author: kerrizane

Leaving Las Vegas

10 September 2012 (Eastern Hemisphere)

Dear F&F,

Well, \”leaving day\” is always a bit of a challenge; this one was no exception! After taking on and filtering our questionable quality diesel fuel and getting dock sedentary-itis for three weeks. I\’m always a bit in waiting for the \”other shoe to drop\” mode.

We were all ready to go and at 8 a.m. we said our goodbye\’s and were off. \”Ainia\” had left the day before and \”Saviah\” the day before that.

About 15 minutes later while I\’m putting the dock lines and fenders away, Nikki calls me up out of the depths of the boat and asks me why the channel buoy seems to be marked wrong? I went through looking at all the buoys up and down the channel and suddenly,(as I realized we were on the reef area), the starboard engine just stopped. I immediately assumed we\’d inhaled a plastic bag in the water cooling system as the entire harbor in Bali looks like a plastic trash heap. Just as I was telling Nikki to \”keep the boat away from everything and out of the way\”, we bumped into the reef outside the main channel.

So now, we\’re more worried about the grounding than the engine wouldn\’t start. Quickly I hailed down a local with a big outboard and within 5-10 minutes we were out of danger. Here is where raising our movable daggerboards really pays off. I keep them down to \”bump\” an object first and hopefully keep us safe from hull damage. Then by raising them, we have enough water to effect a quick escape. The tide was falling too! We could have really been stuck, not to mention rubbed the wrong way by a dead coral reef.

I gave the guy some cash as a thank you (another story!) and went to check our water cooling system on the stopped engine. It checked out fine, so we tried and successfully re-started the engine. On the road again….. Or so we thought!

Five minutes later, the starboard engine started acting like it was fuel starved. Why does this always happen in either totally remote or totally traffic jammed places?…:-) I quickly changed with the flip of a handle, one fuel filter for a reserve one. No luck, the engine died. I changed the fuel filters while in the channel on both engines and tried again. This time, the starboard engine started right up. Five minutes later it died again.

That was enough, we through in the towel and headed back to the marina which I was loathe to do. We tied up on the outside dock and it occurred to me that it was most likely the SECONDARY fuel filter that was also plugged, a job better done at the dock anyway. Nikki and I quickly changed this filter – which is hard to tell if it\’s junked up or not in most cases, but here I could clearly see it was. Not wanting to take a chance, we changed the port motor secondary fuel filter as well; it too was clogged up. We told the marina as we\’d only lost two and half hours of the day, that we\’d test the engines and if they worked, goodbye again. If not, we\’d need a mechanic and be back in an hour or less.

Well, this time the \”leaving spirits\” were on our side, both engines purred better than ever and off we went. Making sure to follow our inbound track as to not repeat our bumping boo boo.

Once we cleared the south side of Bali, it was 570 miles, straight to Christmas Island… Stay tuned and watch for our position reports as we now embark on an approximately 5,000 mile voyage across the Indian Ocean….

Scott and Nikki

27 August – 9 September, 2012 (Eastern Hemisphere)

Dear F&F,

Well, I\’d love to tell you how wonderful Bali is. Unfortunately….not so much. It\’s over crowded in Denpasar, (the main tourist area), way too much traffic and rubbish everywhere. It\’s not just that everyone smokes and throws their rubbish out the window into the street. I\’ve NEVER seen so much junk floating in the water as I have in this country. I think I\’ve seen 5 times as much junk floating here in the water as I\’ve seen since we left California. That\’s saying a lot! Frankly, I didn\’t see the appeal.

Nikki and Izzie had a day tour to Ubud which is a tourist haven; home to shopping till dropping and the famous \”Monkey Temple\”. The Monkey Temple is Balineese Hindu site which has as it\’s main feature, the local monkeys crawling around as they will. High enthusiasm did not seem to be the order of the day, but undaunted and at the suggestion of sailing friends with a little push from my cousin Janice, we decided to do a day tour up to the north end of the island to it\’s volcano. I believe Indonesia is home to more active volcanos than anywhere else in the world including the famous \”Krakatoa\” located between Java and Sumatra. The driver was nothing short of mad. His English was not quite as advertised and the traffic all the way was abysmal. We stopped at a few Hindu Temples along the way and finally reached the volcano which the restaurant we went to had a lovely view. It last erupted in 1998 and the light lava flows are still standing in sharp contrast to the vegetation in the caldera. The food was mediocre, the view worth an hour and back we went.

Along the way, we stopped again in Ubud, the shopping here is good if you like that sort of \”chachkis\” (junk) shopping. While in Ubud, we met a friend of Janice and David\’s (Scott\’s Cousin), \”Kedek\”. Janice last saw her 14 years ago. She remembered Janice and David very well and was a lovely gal. We had a brief hug and hello\’s with quick goodbyes as we were exhausted and Kedek had to get back to work. The highlight of the way home was when our crazy driver was pulled over by a policeman and they almost got into a fist fight. The screaming match was ugly enough, but calmer heads finally prevailed and off we went.

Our next several days were spent getting ready to leave for Christmas Island, Australia. The local guys, washed and waxed the boat and did the metal polishing; \”Beach House\” has never looked so good. Checking out of Indonesia required stops at the Navy, Quarantine, Immigration, Customs and finally the Port Captain to get our clearance papers. It went pretty well only taking about 2 hours with the local taxi.

Part 2 to follow….. Scott and Nikki

25 August 2012 (Eastern Hemisphere)

Dear F&F,

The reason we were on such a forced march to get to Bali was to attend Nikki\’s daughter\’s wedding here on this date. \”Mum\” was of course nervous, but who wouldn\’t be? We arrived early at the Royal Santrian Hotel in Nusa Dua. The venue was lovely, the place seemed to have few guests which made it quite private for the wedding party.

Hollie, the bride was of course absolutely gorgeous in her stunning gown and groom, Adam was dashing as well. Both wedding parties were beautiful and handsome as expected, with Nikki\’s son Jak as one of the groomsmen.

All the extended families were there, Hollie\’s Dad Neil, Adam\’s Dad Terry with current and former spouses. I was of course consort to the \”Mum\”….:-)

The wedding was really fab, we got some good photos (as Nikki would not see the official ones for several months….she\’s off sailing don\’t you know!). Isobel – (Izzie), Nikki\’s niece arrived from the UK for the event and seemed to have a great time, staying a few nights aboard \”Beach House\”. Izzie took the photo of the day with Hollie gazing into Adam\’s eyes on the beach. One day!…..it will get posted.

Sorry that we don\’t have any photos up at this time, but I think that won\’t happen till the season\’s end…..:-(

Adam and Hollie came aboard \”Beach House\” a few days after the wedding for a tour and afternoon with Nikki and Izzie, hugs and kisses all around.

More touring and some getting ready for the big trip to South Africa for us. Stand by!

KIT, Scott and Nikki

16 – 19 August 2012, Eastern Hemisphere

Dear F&F,

Well we arrived in Medang Marina (which wasn\’t really a marina!). The \”dock\” was completely exposed to the wind and sea and looked like a bucking pony ride at the fair. We opted for a mooring which unfortunately wasn\’t much better. The facilities were lacking to say the least and we stayed for just the one night.

We then made the very short trip to Gili Air which is a noted tourist destination here in Indonesia; only 25 miles from Bali. It too was a great disappointment. All the worst sorts of tourist stuff and of course the ever present rubbish everywhere on land and in the water. The local boats thought nothing of coming within 15 feet of us at 20 miles/hour setting up very uncomfortable wakes much of the day.

On shore, they had a pony pulled cart around the island as a tour, so everything smelled like horse leavings. As well, the restaurants appeared to be nice on the beach, but the food was way below what we\’d hoped, the \”free wifi\” didn\’t work and the crowds, backpackers and the thirty dive operators who all catered to brand new divers was just too overwhelming. We stayed a day, but moved on to Bali as we hoped this would be the place to be……

We arrived in Bali and immediately were overwhelmed by the tourist infrastructure. It reminded me of Cabo San Lucas at the tip of Baja, but five times worse! Para-sailors, jet skiers, banana boat rides, the whole nine yards. The boat drivers NEVER looked where they were going, only where they\’d been – watching the guests. They also only had the driver and rarely a spotter which is standard safety protocol, but hey….Welcome to Indonesia.

We pulled up to the marina and were offered a slip inside (thankfully) versus the outside docks which were non stop tourist boats, barges, etc. It was actually pretty bumpy on the outside of the docks. The entrance was very small and the current was ripping, so it was an exciting entry. All went fine. We\’d been told the marina wasn\’t the best, but it was better than we thought it would be. We had electrical power, but only 10 amp service. The water was non potable, but the water maker would handle our needs; their water was good for washing the boat. The marina has a restaurant which was okay. The guys at the marina were very helpful. We got the boat washed and waxed, the metal polished and had our first real time to catch up on maintenance, load fuel and propane.

Several friends were here ahead of the rally including \”Serenity\”, \”Georgia J\” and \”Ainia\”. Bruce and June on \”Ainia\” would be doing a similar trip to ours at about the same time.

We arrived 4 days before Nikki\’s daughter Hollie\’s wedding and took advantage of the few days to fly to Yogyakarta on the island of Java about 250 miles west of Bali. The worlds largest Buddhist Temple at Borobudur is there built in the 9th Century. As well, there were some very large Hindu Temples of a similar age. Soon after both Temples were built, a large volcano erupted causing the entire population to essentially re-locate. Primarily, the Buddhists went west to Sumatra and the Hindus went east to Bali. The interesting find for me was that I thought that Bali was a large Buddhist center. It\’s not, it\’s actually one of the higher concentrations of Hindu\’s in Indonesia. Buddhists are only 0.5% of the population. About 9% is Hindu and Christian. About 90% is Muslim.

The tour was whirlwind, but interesting and we got back to Bali with plenty of time to prepare for the wedding!

More soon, Scott and Nikki