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| shanty town, Coron |
We
blew into Busuangas island with a typhoon developing in the Pacific
ocean. Being unpredictable things we chose to be close to a safe
anchorage. The first place we stopped was at Coron town, deep in the
back of the harbour behind an island. The danger was neither
imminent nor certain; at the time the storm was predicted 5 days from
the Philippines. In the end it harmlessly dissipated.
Meanwhile
we were having a fun time in Coron, enjoying some of the many, many
restaurants and coffee bars, doing some re-provisioning in a western
style outlet and relaxing. The seas around Busuangas have a number
of WW2 wrecks; axillary ships from the Japanese navy sunk by
Americans in 1944. So once we'd done the re-provisioning we were
going to do some diving.
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| very full bus |
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| getting diesel |
We
also needed a top up of diesel. Without the convenience of a dock to
back Jackster up to it was a mission. We took 6 jerry jugs in the
dinghy to the town dock, carried them up the lane to the main street
where we hailed a trike to take us to the petrol station. While they
were being filled I watched an impossibly full bus, impossibly shiny
bus pull in for fuel. Look at how the boxes are stacked inside and
on top – they may have been a chicken or two stuffed under a seat
too. The tricycle driver helped load our jerry jugs and also helped
to off load when we got back to the dock. Then it was a simple
matter of putting into the dinghy and hauling them out at the other
end. Not as easy as filling your car in a petrol station but a
better work out.
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