We now have a voyage theme song, with no apologies to Willie Nelson- "On the nose again, wind'll be on the nose again"

Having failed to secure replenished tonic water supplies, it was back on board.
We decided to wait until just before dusk to secure the dinghy back on the davits, as there was a bit more swell pushing through the bay than earlier and there were still a multitude of jet skiers and tourist boats passing by , at close distance, because they can I guess ,combined with the usual human natured inquisitiveness .

As the passing tourist traffic began to dwindle, we waited for the sea to drop down at dusk, when the breeze would drop off- supposedly.

Right on dusk we decided to move anchorage to tuck a little further inside a projecting outcrop of headland.
Nothing like a last minute change of location. Apparently it's not the first time in Lynne's long boating experience.

So we shifted about half a mile, re-anchored, secured the dinghy in far less choppy conditions, and settled down for the evening.

Next morning it seemed pretty calm, the forecast was still for 15 kt Northerlys but allegedly, increasing further in a couple of days. It was another 60 odd mile hop to the southern end of Penang.The worst case scenario being, it would take a long time to get there, if the weather really did kick in.
So in the calm of an 0500 anchor heave, we decided to 'give it a go' and wait out the next blow around Penang, if need be.
At sunrise it was looking good enough to set the sails. Even I can't call them sunshades when the sun is only just rising from behind the Cameron Highlands.
That worked until 0900, when , yep , the breeze was plumb on the nose.

The theme song  for the trip has rapidly become "On the nose again,  wind will be on the nose again",  to the tune of a vaguely similarly named song  by Willie Nelson.

Wind did actually increase throughout the afternoon and admittedly it wasn't the fastest or most comfortable passage to cover the 60 odd miles, but by 1930 -just after dark we anchored in a small bay on the southern side of Rimau Island under the lighthouse. It was flat calm in there- for a while! The anchorage I had wanted to go to, was occupied by a fishing boat when we arrived, so I took the next best option, which was perfect in the northerly wind- which didn't last!