Wednesday 29 June 2016

A piss-up generally results in getting pissed (no Cal, this does not mean wetting oneself), but we were goodish last night and didn't get so pissed we wet ourselves. Notice the difference between cause and effect. For tea on the shore, we put snags on the barbie and they were beaut mate. America gained independence from the British Commonwealth so we wouldn't have to say things like that, but never mind, the sausages we grilled for dinner on the beach were excellent.

Sunday

Location since Thursday was the federal territory of Pulau Labuan and a pleasant surprise it's been. Lots to do, good food and every other shop is duty free. Needless to say boat is well ballasted with mind altering distillates and fermentations, probably enough to get us to Raja Ampat and beyond. Oddly, tonic was scarce so threat of malaria weighs heavily on our minds. We soldier on. Olives are plentiful.

Monday

After fulfilling mandate of all you can eat brunch yesterday at nearby hotel and waddling back to marina, checked out for anchorage on north end of Labuan where, after a dip in the tepid, green water and contrary to prudence and good judgment, proceeded to squander large quantities of untaxed acquisitions. Having agreed to depart at 0900 this morning for the 31 NM sail to Pulau Tiga awoke at 0840 and finally got underway just before 1000. Champagne Charlies, Shayne & Lisa, who partook in previous night into early morning's revelry recovered more quickly and got over an hour jump. This is understandable as their livers are a bit newer. Nevertheless, having been hitherto rather more temperate, Jan & I are contemplating an abstinent Monday while the youngsters are pondering a dry July.

Jack