Saturday, March 28, 2020

Anchor What?

If you spend anytime on the online sailors forums you'll know of the volatility of discussions about boat anchors. Armchair sailors and experienced cruisers alike manage to go over the top for thousands of posts about the relative value of a style of one anchor over another. Often to the point of abject uncivil behavior. 

Well this post has nothing to do with anchors. It is about our trip to the ancient temples of Angkor Wat a few weeks ago (I believe Angkor Wat means Anchor What in the Khmer language). The post has a ton pictures, but you've probably got nothing else to do while in lock-down now that you've almost finished Netflix. We traveled to Siem Reap, the city next to the Wats, in the early coronovirus season which this year coincided with the dry season. This meant that there were very few visitors, no Chinese, Japanese or Korean tour buses and the 5-star hotel available for usd$195 for three days total. In retrospect we were probably pushing the coronovirus season with the exposure from airports and airplanes. Since we are well past our 14-day quarantine from being in Cambodia and Bangkok I'll share some temple pictures. 

Angkor Wat is the largest religious monument in the world covering more than 400 acres. It dates back to the 12 century. Over its life it has been a Hindu and a Buddhist temple, sometimes simultaneously. 

There are a group Wats in the area, each built at slightly different times. The local kings typically built the temples to improve their standing with the populace and with a selected god. Think along the lines of a Trump Tower.

 The stones were put in place rough. Then the surfaces smoothed. In this picture you can see an unfinished outline of a decorative carving.

And a finished stone carving.

The smaller temples in the surrounding area are just as fascinating asAngkor.

The temples were placed in the heart of solid jungle. Moats were built around them and the near by river was used to transport quarry stone from far away.

Gotta have the required temple monkeys.

A tuk-tuk, the local transportation, heading along the road and through the old temple gate.





Smiling faces temple.


Elephant temple.


Young, probably early teenage or younger, monks hanging under the tree

The jungle hardwood trees just take over the temples. Sometimes they are removed during restoration, but not always, as the tree becomes a key structural part of the walls. In some attempted restorations the tree has been removed and the building has collapsed.

This is the inside walls of one the temple chambers. All those round marks in the wall would have been filled with glittering jewels and semi-precious stones before the treasure hunter, come looters, arrived. They would typically go into the abandoned temples and cut off the heads from the stone statutes to make them easier to transport for sale. They would smash open the rectangular platforms that the shrines were mounted on, sometimes using dynamite, to look for jewels inside.
Tomb raiders of the Wats.


On the entryway walks to the temples you often here music being played under a canopy. The musicians are all disabled, some blind, most with missing limbs. These are the results of landmines. Estimates as high as 10 million landmines having been placed in Cambodia during the civil war in the 1970's and '80s has left Cambodia with the highest amputee population in the world. The musician on the right is thanking Chris for leaving a donation with the traditional hands clasp namiste.


Another smiling god in the temple gate.

A Khmer girl getting her wedding pictures taken by the temple.


The kids would take one look at Chris and know they had a mark. It was probably a good 3 dollar investment.

Trees growing into the moat. 

A small column with a missing figure, either removed by looters for sale or it was a Buddha head that was removed during a period that the temples were primarily Hindu. There is a lot of interaction between Hinduism and Buddhism, with the temples often being repurposed back and forth over the centuries.

A water buffalo taking a little time off work.

We took a boat trip to the floating city of Chong Kneas. Which is on a lake that is part of the Tanle Sap River (at least as best as I can tell). River levels change over 30ft over the year, with the floating city residents moving their floating houses to the new shallows as depths change. Note the propeller on the river boat above. The whole mechanism raises and lowers to get through the shallows.
  
Pretty select steering wheel and old truck transmission in the river boat.


Leaving the front deck of their floating house to go to work.

Checking in with the neighbors.

This is the hardware store for the village.

And the lumber store and restaurant with a couple of Vietnamese kids playing in half, plastic barrels. The Vietnamese have been here on this Cambodian lake for many decades, some as war refugees. There was also a mother in a canoe with a young daughter in the bow. The girl had a large python wrapped around her body and neck. She was tightly holding onto the snakes neck with her left hand. Both the girl and the snake had a less than happy expression on their faces. The mother wanted a dollar for a picture, but I just didn't feel right about contributing to the snake and child abuse.

Crocs waiting to be turned into handbags.

This is a modern day Buddhist monastery, a wat. These are the primary teaching places for monks. They also act as a sort of orphanage, where young men can enter and begin studying to become monks. Note the key architectural features. It is built on very long stilts so it can function in both the low and high water seasons. Even more important it is located right next to the cell tower for good 4G connectivity.

We didn't just stay in our hotel in the off temple touring time. So we had the valet call us a Tuk Tuk. Tuk Tuks are dominate local transportation. We loaded up and headed into town for dinner.

Tuk Tuks are not only good for transportation, they make a good advertising platform too. The locals would address me as Papa - supposedly a sign of respect.

The view into town on the Tuk Tuk.

And the restaurant section where you get a couple of cold beers and two main meals for usd$8.

Early morning view out of he hotel room in a typical SE Asian haze


Paul




Thursday, March 19, 2020

Plan H

Well Plan G didn't last too long. Interstate movement of boats is now forbidden, or at least strongly discouraged, in Malaysia. We probably could have continued on to Pangkor (in a different state than Langkawi) but we started second guessing our ability to get flights out. And the thought of 24 to 48 hours of exposure in airports and airplanes to get back to a place that is at least as shutdown as here was not appealing. So we decided to sneak over to Rebak Island. This is a small island next to the much larger island of Langkawi. It has a very protected marina. The high end resort is temporarily shut and there is only a skeleton crew working here. An ideal place for social distancing -- something that I feel like I've been doing most of my life.

So Plan H is to not have any plan for the next two weeks and see what settles out here in Malaysia, if flights are available and how the second season of the Netflix hit Apocalypse: Washington In Control pans out.

Most cruisers we've met seem to have an intuitive understanding of the value of social distancing and how it works. Living at anchor will do that for you. But, there certainly was a big crowd in our country who originally wanted to play the denial card, like our Prez saying on Feb. 26 "We're going down, not up. We're going very substantially down, not up." It also seems that a number of cruisers from that big island continent in the southern hemisphere question the value of social distancing. Thought this diagram might help in the understanding.


These are the times that try men's souls.
Thomas Paine

Paul

Tuesday, March 17, 2020

A Slow Motion Tsunami

This is me this morning at the Billions Supermarket (Langkawi, Malaysia) with a cart full of apocalypse food. The store was crowded , but not crazy. Plenty of fresh and dry goods. And even with the occasional Australians around there was still toilet paper available. As of today Malaysia is shutting down for at least two weeks. No boats are allowed to clear in, non-essential businesses are shut, Malays cannot travel out of the country, etc.

We are currently working on Plan G, having blown through Plans A through F.  Our original plans were to leave Malaysia and spend a month in Thailand, then clear into Indonesia in Sabang. We would then spend a month going down the outside/west coast of Sumatra, and leave from there for Chagos in the middle of the Indian Ocean. Then off to Madagascar and South Africa.

Then we decided to hold on Thailand as we would only have a 30 day visa and didn't want to get stuck. We then heard about the problems of boats trying to clear into Sabang, Indonesia. Officially they were allowed to clear in, but it was clear that the local officials did not want any new foreigners on the island.

That brought us to another plan.There was still a little wind in our direction if we sailed to the Maldives. A 1,600 mile slow, slow sail with a fair amount of motoring. Either way it seemed like a way for us to continue across the Indian Ocean. Friends of ours who left Malaysia in February have just arrived in the Maldives, after a stop over in Sri Lanka. They were put into quarantine on their boat and it sounds like they may not be able to get off on any of the inhabited islands. Now South Africa, where we had hoped to land this fall, has announced entry restrictions. It's a long way to go in a small boat without knowing you'll be allowed to enter. It's a long way to go and a lot of provisioning even if you can enter.

So Plan G says we give up on crossing the Indian Ocean this year. This means hanging in Malaysia for a long time while not being sure we can extend our 90 day visas and dealing with the oppressive heat. Or, taking our lives in our hands and heading back to the epicenter of covid-19 in the US, Washington state. Being in the over 60 with pre-existing conditions bucket, health care is a consideration. Would you be better off in an overworked Malaysian hospital or an overwhelmed US hospital? Surprisingly it's a close call for us. Malaysia has some high end healthcare facilities and good experience and infrastructure from dealing with the 2006 SARs epidemic. This call to shut down the country came a bit a late. There was a very large religious gathering a week ago at one of the mosques. After the thousands of participants went home to all over the country, the covid-19 cases started to spike. Of course the US planning and execution for this epidemic sounds less than stellar, (although we can't watch Fox News here, so maybe it has been stellar, in the alternative facts universe).

After flipping the coin many times till it always landed on heads, we have a plan that we intend to stick to, until we change it. We say goodbye to our friends here and leave tomorrow from Langkawi and sail for 4 days or so to Pangkor. In Pangkor we'll haul the boat and ready it for land storage. Then start trying to get flights back home. That's all assuming the airports stay open and allow foreigners to transit.

May you live in interesting times.

Paul


Georgetown, Penang Street Art


After hanging in Pangkor and getting a couple boat projects out of the way, like mainsail repairs and the deck and hull waxed, we spent a couple days getting up to the island of Penang. The main city on the island of Penang is Georgetown. It was created by the British East India Company in 1786 and became the capital of the Straits Settlement (Singapore and Malacca) eventually turning into a British Crown Colony in 1867. It has an eclectic selection of architecture that was influenced by all the seafaring travelers who passed through here, Dutch, Brits, Arabs, Chinese to name a few.




It is yet another Unesco World Heritage Site.



Today Georgetown is a well know tourist haven -- although not a lot of tourism going on worldwide right now. All along the streets and allies of the old town are really well done street murals like this one. many of them make use of elements beyond just the wall.





This rooster actually decorates the outside of an old 'clan house'.


I like the mouse hanging from the overhang.

This one isn't in the old town, but I liked the balloons.



A swing, anyone?


OK, enough pics for now. Still catching up on travel blogs, but the next one covers the coming apocalypse. 

Paul