Thursday 15 September 2016

Following admirable recovery yesterday afternoon, wounded crew made plans with rest of complement to venture forth for further reconnoiter of beguiling Wayag. Soaring, karstic hills above white sandy beaches give the place an otherworldly feel. No pterodactyls, but an unknown, very large hawk with racing-striped wings took an interest in us. Short delay for storm that brought unusual west wind directly into bay then continuing wait as it increased to 20 knots with rain. Got really bad at dusk and through the night as wind died and waves didn't with no way to keep 200 liter plastic mooring barrel from occasionally ringing hull like a bell as boat rolled side to side like a punched weeble (they wobble, but they don't fall down). Long night.

Thus and therefore, we proceed toward Alyui, protected mooring (theoretically) of a pearl farm with dive spots, but we've kissed that concept goodbye until return from Western Hemisphere. A day or two of pearling then 1 or 2 days to Waisai, home of new namesake marina. There, if slip available, to finally get some procrastinated work done (theoretically) before leaving boat in Sorong for a month. Now attempting to whip psyche into a frenzy of industriousness. Portent of probable accomplishments: reading to do list is exhausting.

Jack