Port Dickson to Pangkor

Port Dickson – Pangkor.

Departing from Port Dickson at a suitable gentlewoman’s hour after breakfast, an easy motor sail through to an anchorage 45 nm away, just outside Port Klang was the order of the day.

Prior to  leaving, we needed our port clearance to Langkawi, so back to town. There we discovered the delight of Roti Tisu. Peter and Roz had been in pursuit of a dish called Murtabak , which our obliging taxi driver had explained we could get at one of two places. Correct. Murtabak and iced lemon teas consumed, my eye strayed down the menu board, perusing the variety of roti on offer. An explanation of what Roti Tisu was sounded intriguing , so we ordered one.
It arrives , a cone about 12" high, of crispy thin roti, covered in sugar. just watching the process of its creation is fascinating, and obviously an art form to be perfected as , roti tisu chef had just gone on a break and was called back to make it, as the other guy must not yet have achieved his "tisu endorsement".

Port Klang is the major container port servicing Kuala Lumpur. The anchorages nearby us (those to the SW of the port) were busy. Traffic in and outbound all night long, but very little wash reached us from the passing traffic, at our overnight anchorage.

                                                                     

 Next morning it was onwards for another 92nm to Pangkor.

https://youtu.be/XEYWG0huNwE

 Again very little wind meant it was a day of mainly “motor sailing”. Those sails make exceptionally effective and useful sunshades!

The most outstanding memory of the day was unfortunately the sheer amount of rubbish we passed through floating in the sea. Mile upon mile upon mile of polystyrene, plastic, plastic bottles, footwear, and I must add huge jellyfish.

https://youtu.be/hVwDg9TOxco

It's  DISGUSTING fellow earthlings

PLEASE THINK ABOUT WHERE, WHAT YOU CHUCK, ENDS UP. Endless miles of polystyrene and PET bottles floating in the ocean.,
 

Just on sunset, we managed to snag an old plastic tarpaulin around the starboard prop and rudder. Luckily at the time we had been using the port engine, or by the time we noticed it, I imagine it would have been well and truly shredded and wrapped around the prop.

We dropped the sunshades, sorry sails, and after a quick evening dip, armed again with a knife (not actually required as it turned out), and this time no torch, Peter had it cleared away in moments. Re hoisted the sails and onwards into a beautiful evening breeze which eventually increased to about 20kts for a short time, with the usual evening rain that was building up over the land.

The fishing boats were out in force that evening, with their non-conforming lights, but at least they have lights and certainly so far, always someone on the wheel, which is more than can be said for those at home, on occasions.

We anchored about 0100 just near the bulk commodity wharf.

Next morning we checked the weather forecast and headed for the western side of Pangkor Island to an anchorage in Teluk Nipah anchorage Being a Sunday it was unfortunately full of jet skis and other small noisy craft.

Late in the afternoon five fishing boats arrived shot their nets and retrieved them, moving in and out of the bay in less than an hour. Fascinating to watch. As the bay we were anchored in was no more than 6-7m deep you can imagine the size of the catch! This must be how they catch the ubiquitous (in every market in SE Asia) tiny fish that are usually dried and assault your nasal passage as you wander past the dried product.

guess they just wanted to have a look-close up

https://youtu.be/_iG2tmK22eo

the gang of five working a bay 6-7m deep-guess the anchovies don't stand a chance!