At
dawn we arrived in the next country, our 34th, on our RTW
expedition and it felt 'foreign' once more. Australia was lovely,
but it was never foreign; we spoke the same language and had the same
customs. Our arrival port, Saumlaki, Indonesia is a mere 300 miles
north from Darwin and a world away in language and daily life.
Saumlaki waterfront |
with our 'helper' Nelis |
The
sail here was good; once we had motored through the wind free Van
Diemen Gulf helped by currents up to 5 knots, we were able to pick up
the ocean winds sailed the rest of the way and arrived in Saumlaki at
dawn this morning. There were two yachts anchored, British
Pipistrelle and Irish Saol Eile, and one sailing in ahead of us,
German Lop To.
The
harbour at Saumlaki is large. There's a large ferry wharf, shallow
reef extending a long way out from the shore and a medium size patch
with depths around 20m. After that there are deep areas, rusting
wrecks on the shallows and a strange assortment of mooring balls
which you'd never trust. And yes, there is plastic debris in the
water and reportedly a resident crocodile which swims around. I
thought we'd left crocs behind in Australia!
The
officials from Quarantine and Customs came out to the boat after
church to clear us in. It was quick and painless, less forms to fill
in than Fiji and only a few photo copies of our documents taken, not
the multiple copies we'd been expecting. For Immigration we went
ashore and got more stamps in our passports, official stamps on each
copy we gave.
Officially
cleared in we could now go into town, or the Harkan Indah Hotel, for
a meal. If in Indonesia what do you order first? The national dish
of nasi goreng (friend rice with veg and a fried egg on top) of
course. Our evening entertainment was a get together on Pipistrelle
who we haven't seen since Fiji a year ago, and to meet Porrick and
Myra from Amel Saol Eile and Kirsten and Helmut from Lop To. We were
tired from our journey, but not too tired to enjoy the evening.
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