(We heard from others at the marina about the savage storm that'd blown through overnight.the one I'd been watching, that we luckily missed.) Done!Īnother resort-style marina with all of the comforts, and not long afterwards, the office opened, the rate was negotiated, and we were official. So we just rocked in anyway, spotted an empty berth, pulled into it and tied up. And we tried again, and then, the phone, but still no answer. We'd been advised that they weren't accepting advance bookings and that we should radio in just before entry. By midnight it had dissipated and we cruised along in bright moonlight.Īll too easy, and at around 0730 we pulled into the marina at Port Dickson. Throughout the night, we had a big, violent thunderstorm ahead of us for some of the time, but it must have been travelling north, too, at around the same speed as us.we didn't bump into it anyway. We motored through the ships' parking area at the entrance to the Johor Strait, and then proceeded up the channel, and finally into the marina at Puteri. All good, and then came the Westbound lane, where we sat waiting for a gap in the traffic for 20 minutes or so before galloping across.and then we were done! We zoomed across the Eastbound shipping lane and made our way through the dividing anchorage strip in the middle, keeping eagle eyes out for big ships starting to move. I let go the stainless steel steering wheel in awe! Things could only get better from there, and it wasn't too long before we were back in calm water, with a gloomy grey but neutral sky for the rest of the day. And as if that wasn't stressful enough, WHAM! and a bolt of lightning thundered directly down into the water a hundred metres in front of us. Not that he could've manouvred around us anyway. Total loss of visibility, 15 knots of wind on the nose, we turned on our nav lights and hoped that the tug and barge that we knew was crossing in front of us somewhere, was watching his AIS screen. Very light wind, of course.we toodled along in parallel with the big ships.missed the first of the squalls which exploded somewhere off our beam, and continued on, carefully avoiding the barge traffic which goes in all directions outside of the major shipping channel.īut then, the other squall which had looked a bit threatening, looked even more threatening, and then hit us like a ton of bricks. (Singapore's marina prices are hideously expensive!)Įasy to begin with, under sunny skies, albeit with a couple of ominous thunderheads on the horizon. We'd planned a fairly lengthy run across the Singapore Strait and then up the skinny Johor Strait and into Puteri Marina, on the Malaysian side. It was an exciting day, and the complex task ahead had been preying on my mind for more than a week. Nearly a month since we'd left Bali, and we were without our third set of eyes.Graham having left from Nongsa the morning previously.
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