I haven’t written much about the Millennium Hotel in Mussanah since we have just been so busy since we got here, but I have to say, they have been great. I won’t waste time writing more, cos you can read it in my review on Trip Advisor [insert link]. Needless to say, the GM was quite happy when he saw it, and the next day arranged a discount card for us… a privilege normally reserved for apartment residents and club members. Sadly it came too late to be of use, since we weren’t actually around for another Thursday night Magical Asia buffet (aka All You Can Eat Sushi Night)!
However, he went on to do even better than that…
He gave us a free apartment for our last week there! Largely due to an influx of 700 religious people, who he didn’t want to upset the dogs, since their marquees were being set up right next to the pontoons. I guess he was worried that the Minister of Religion would be upset by the noise they make when anyone dares come close to our boat!
It was a management apartment in the staff quarters, and the staff were great! Naturally I was far too busy to remember to take photos, except this one of the staff playing volleyball. You can get an idea of what the gardens in the staff courtyard are like I think…
And my favourite part? The bath. Marc thought I was daft bringing my bath cushion along on the boat… but one can live in hope, and it paid off. This apartment had an awesome deep bath! And a tv with satellite. I watched Come Dine With Me every night. And i think I saw my stepdaughter’s mate on it… I need to check
Time is taking on a new form. After dark the mozzies are a pain. You don’t hear or see them, but you do start to feel an itch which then starts burning. I have tackled the issue by buying some net which I will tailor into a net for the bed.
Meantime I have started throwing myself in to bed when they attack. And since I’m going to bed earlier I’m waking up earlier, and this is what I’m seeing.
These fishing baskets only drift by on calm morning currents. They seem to contain an entire family of Indians who swung by for water this morning. Cool start to the day!
I have totally lost track of time. I know it is just after
lunchtime, and I have done a few hours of Cruisers Forum work, have walked the dogs, had breakfast and have swung in the hammock loads. The view from the hammock is splendid. The gardens are lush, the streets are tiny as are the shops mostly. This morning I woke up early and it was misty. I really want to wake up that early again!
Every time a crow lands on the spreaders to rest, I jump. I don’t know if you can see on this photo very well, but in the middle of it standing on the wall behind the shower block, is a group of seven young men all trying to catch a snake from the water.
They did catch it, with a big pole like the one the dock boy left on our pontoon. Then they seemed to be hammering it with something. Then to great screams they were swinging it around on a stick.
Then the kitchen guy in chef whites ran into the coffee shop kitchens to get a silver bowl to put it in.
I’m glad they caught it, but not so sure about using the shower room an
Marc, to be fair, has constantly been asking me to take photos of the jobs he does. so here he is fixing George. George is our autopilot, named (we believe) after one of Jo’s crew, who was super reliable. And he was super reliable for the first eight days of passage. But then something happened.
Now, what you need to understand is that our navigation instruments are super old. They were already old when we got the boat, which was ten years ago. That means they’re unreliable.
The wind instruments (on the right) simply don’t work. Except about once in a blue moon… for example, they started up once on the passage to India and told us we had about 19 knots off the starboard quarter, which was about right. Then 2 minutes later they stopped again. The maxiview pane (bottom right) hasn’t worked ever since we bought her.
The depth sounder usually reads 2 metres, whatever the depth. And we have a 2.5m draft, so we know that’s wrong!
The boat speed (top left) does work, which is good, cos it means we can keep a record of the maximum speed we get while on watch. Very important. You might be thinking “but you get speed on your GPS.” Well, thats true, but it’s SOG, or speed over ground, which is our boat speed through the water plus or minus any effect the current has. And records only count on actual boat speed through the water.
And finally, bottom peft is George. George controls the steering using a compass heading. The heading he uses is about 100°
Back in Oman we knew it would still be monsoon season when we arrived here, so with respectable foresight we bought ourselves a monsoon cover. Actually, thinking about it, it wasn’t foresight… it was in anticipation of the Omani monsoon which is supposed to sweep the country in August but didn’t.
Anyway, luckily we had it onboard with us when we got here, and after a few soakings on our first day, we erected it on the second day. Now we could tie up in any shanty town (if the rivers were deep enough ) here and hardly stand out at all.
It sort of gives us a place to dry clothes too, but we have to keep a careful eye out for squalls which have a habit of carrying clothes away, no matter how many pegs we use!
I can drive a 43ft sailing yacht. I can drive a 30ft twin 150 dive boat. I can even drive the Cat Club’s 15ft rescue boat. But could I drive our new 8ft rubber duck with its even newer 5hp engine?
I can paddle it, I know that much. But drive it with the new engine? I was pretty scared, since the dink is only rated for 4hp, but it turned out to be ok after all.
I can start it, drive it, reverse it, turn it and park it at the end! It’s cute! Just waiting for some wind and waves now to try it in rougher conditions.
Oh, and I am not happy with Marc’s obsession with my butt. He didn’t take even one photo of me when I was facing his way…