Lawin Dinghy
Lawin Dinghy
Sailing in Volcanoes
Sailing in Volcanoes
©The Cruising Yacht Club
of the Philippines
December 2006
Commodore’s Letter
PGYC Board of Directors
Commodore: Jurgen Langemeier
Vice Com: Peter Stevens, Mike Tucker
Treasurer: Geoffrey Cannell
Directors: Carl Broqvist,
Malcolm Morrison, Vincent Ruais,
Nick Spence, Martyn Willes
Secretary: Carlos Garcia
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Puerto Galera Yacht Club, Inc.
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Commodore’s Letter 3
PG Nature:
Corvids and Other Black Birds 5
Sailability Philippines 7
National Lwin Dinghy
Championship 2006 9
All Souls Regatta 2006 12
Sailing in Volcanoes 21
Bali to Perth Part 2 24
The Lighthouse Marina Resort 31
Yacht Friendly Moorings
Blue Rock Resort, Subic Bay 32
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As I write this, our esteemed leader, Jurgen, is stuck in Manila as Typhoon
Durian batters its way towards us. As soon as I finish writing I am heading down to
the moorings to check my boat, double-up the lines, maybe shackle the anchor chain
to the top of the float. I’ll then buy a few provisions, dig out the oilies, towels, VHF
radios, warm the engines and get ready to spend the night aboard.
Since the September edition life at the club has been busy. First there was
the DHL HEAVYLIFT ALL SOULS REGATTA during the last weekend of
October. This was a great success, despite a little confusion generated by the racing
committee. We had eighteen keelboats and multi-hulls competing, plus seven
Hobies from the Taal Lake Yacht Club. Three days of racing, followed by three
nights of partying, were enjoyed by all. The final results were a glorious success for
the sport of sailing (see story inside for detailed placings).
On the Saturday and Sunday of the regatta, we held the first National
LAWIN Dignhy Championship, with visitors from Philippine Sailing Association
(PSA), Subic Bay, Puerto Princessa and our local students. We were also delighted
to entertain four disabled sailors from Sailability Philippines, who came down to
practice for the upcoming FESPIC games in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia.
Two days of varying conditions resulted in a sailing lesson for all from the PSA
teenagers, who took all honours except for a third place in the Open division, which
was justly claimed by the youngsters from Puerto Princessa. They sailed extremely
well and were a pleasure to watch on the water. We are looking forward to them
helping us bring our promising young boys and girls up to their standard.
Four of our students are off to compete again in a regatta in Puerto Princessa
over the weekend of the 16/17 December. This will be a great adventure for them
as none has ever flown before. This has been made possible by very generous
sponsorship from our new Life Member Judes Echauz of Standard Insurance, who is
funding travel and accommodation. A fantastic offer. Many thanks to you Sir.
The Wet Wednesday season is in full swing, with around six boats out on the
water every Wednesday afternoon. It’s a great way to bring new sailors into the club
and is a fun and sociable afternoon. If you are in town just pop over to the club at
1.30pm; cost Php200.
On the F&B front we are getting ready for the Christmas season and have a
full range of traditional events planned, including our Christmas Regatta. We are
kicking off with the first of our monthly SUNDAY ROAST LUNCHES, which are
scheduled for the first weekend of every month. We are starting with turkey and
ham but have beef and lamb on the horizon, with full trimmings, spuds, squash etc.
Hopefully it will be the venue for our new members to bring their families
and get to know us all. We welcome new Members: Austen Chamberlain and Keith
Elliot; and, new Life Members Michael Raeuber, Ernesto “Judes” Echaus and Dirk
Van Straalen.
On behalf of the Commodore, Directors and staff of the Yacht Club I wish
you all a very Merry Christmas and a Happy and Healthy New Year.
Peter Stevens
Vice Commodore
November 30th 2006
The views expressed in Cruiser News are those of the
authors and not PGYC. No responsibility for any loss is
accepted by the authors or by PGYC
The family
CORVIDAE includes
Jays, Magpies and
Crows, of which
there are 100 species
worldwide and 22
in Southeast Asia.
It seems that the
Philippines has only
two representatives
of this group – both
crows – the Slender-
billed and Large-billed
varieties. The former is not a bird of towns
and open country but prefers forests up
to 1000m. So not many of them around
Puerto Galera. The latter, the Large-billed
Crow (Corvus macrorhynchos – ‘macro’
being large, ‘rhynchos’ being something
to do with noses), is the common large,
black bird seen around the town and over
the bay, sometimes singly
but more often in small
groups. It is known locally
as UWAK, or perhaps
KAKWAK, which is
presumably onomatopoeic
and refers to its call,
which is described as
weerrk, weerrk, weerk.
Its flight is typically
buoyant and direct and
it eats almost anything,
from carrion to live
prey, nestlings of other
birds included. As to
be expected of such an
unfussy eater, it thrives
across a large swathe
of the Asian region,
from Iran to NE Asia,
including the whole of
SE Asia, down through
the Philippines and into
Sumatra and Java. Locally
it is found on every large
island in the Philippines.
Another, although
much smaller and visually
inconspicuous black
bird is the ORIENTAL MAGPIE ROBIN. I say ‘black’
but actually it has a white belly and flash on its wing.
Although not particularly common, you are more likely
to hear it before you see it. It’ll be perched fairly low
down or in the middle of a scrubby bush from which a
beautiful clear, melodic song will be floating on the wind.
If you take a few minutes to listen quietly and carefully
you will soon notice that the song contains a mixture of
repeated phrases. If you do get to see it, it’ll be perched
holding its long tail high, flicking it from time to time.
Be careful not to confuse
it with the similarly-sized
hangs out in the same
habitat but is much more
active, has a white throat, no
white in the wing, a smart
white eye-brow and a much
longer tail, tipped white.
Three down, one
CORVIDS and other Black Birds.
Words by Peter Stevens
Photos by Romy Ocon
CORVIDS and other Black Birds.
Large-billed Crow
Asian Glossy Starling
Oriental Magpie Robin
December 2006
STARLING (previously
STARLING) is a common, noisy
and gregarious denizen of cities,
parks, coconut plantations, etc.
and is not to be found in true
forests. From a fleeting glance one
gets the impression of a plain black
bird, flying fast and direct in small
flocks. A closer look will reveal
a beautiful black/green glossy
plumage and a beady red-eye.
Immature birds are dull brown
with dark streaks on a white
breast. It’s particularly partial to
fruit and insects and likes to roost
in flocks. You will know that, of course, if you hang out on the
pier at the Muelle in the evenings. You cannot help but notice
the bird traffic zipping past into the biggest palm tree, just
past the Rock ‘n Roll. Starlings into the top, sparrows into the
bottom - ornithological apartheid. For about an hour before
dark the birds start to target the
tree, flying in fast and true and
chattering amongst themselves
about the day’s events. This
cacophony continues until
just on dark, when they all
settle down, starlings and
sparrows, to sleep. As far as I
can remember this has been
happening for years in the
same tree, maybe a couple of
hundred birds each night and
you know what? Not a trace of
bird poo anywhere. Not one
white speck either in, on or
below the tree. I guess its not the
done thing in the bird world to foul the space in which you
live. Judging by the state of our world, this is an example from
which we humans could learn much.
I’m off to my pit………. q
Pied Fantail
Sailability Philippines is all about getting as many people
on the water as possible. No matter what your disability
(physical, mental, social or financial) Sailability is committed
to providing sailing tuition and competitive training to
Founded in July of 2006 this not-for-profit group is
headed by sailing veteran Doni Altura (Sailing Committee
Chairman of PHILSPADA (Philippine Sports Association
for the Differently Abled)) and ably supported by Philippine
Sailing Association, plus individuals such as Jerry Rollin and
Judes Echauz. Sailability has its roots in the United Kingdom,
where it was launched in the 1980’s by the Royal Yachting
Association under their Seamanship Foundation, and now
encompasses groups in at least fourteen other countries.
Based in Manila, Sailability Philippines has come a long
way in a few short months. Their first competitive outing
was to Puerto Galera in October for the All Souls Regatta,
National Dinghy Championship, where their team placed
fourth in the Open Division. This was followed a few days
later by two of their number flying to Singapore to learn how
to sail a new class boat -- Access Liberty class – and then on to
the FESPIC games held this year at Port Dickson, Malaysia,
where they won the individual silver in the men’s division and
team bronze overall.
In international competition Sailability sailors use
various class boats specifically designed for the handicapped
– boats that are virtually indestructible and impossible to
capsize under normal conditions. There are single, dual
and triple seat class boats as well as a modified Hobie 16s,
which are sailed competitively by one disabled and one able-
bodied crew. In Manila the group possess two, (donated by
Sailability Singapore) Access 2.3 dinghies that can be seen
most weekends being launched from the Manila Yacht Club.
It is their immediate goal to find sponsors or donors for two
Words by John Smart
Photographs by Martyn Willes and
Sailability Philippines
Left: Cherrie and Louie in Access 2.3 happy pair tootling. Much
fun but not much wind. Top: A leisurely Saturday in Access 2.3
that, for example, a single leg amputee (rating of 1) needs a
blind sailor (rating of 7) as crew partner in order to meet the
required combined rating of 8. Not being able to swim is no
handicap -- most of the Sailability Philippines group can’t
swim but demonstrate water-confidence when equipped with
a suitable lifejacket. In fact, people suffering from autism
are perhaps the only disabled group who would find it too
challenging to sail competitively – the reflections from the sun
on the wave-tops cause too much distraction.
If you know someone who is disabled who wants to get
into sailing then ask them to attend a “Come’n Try Saturday”
at the Manila Yacht Club, from 9.00am to 1.00pm. If you or
your company want to get involved with sponsorship of boats
as part of a community development project then contact
Sailability Philippines through their temporary administrative
office in Manila: telephone +63 2 824 7677 (ask for Leila) or
email q
September 2006
Access Liberty dinghies so that they can
compete around Asia and at the Olympic
games in Beijing and then in London.
Cherrie Pinpin is perhaps the group’s
most delightful ambassador. An amputee since
childhood – she lost her right leg to bone
cancer at age 11 – Cherrie has motivation and
determination for a fleet of sailors. Formerly
on the national small–bore rifle team, after
winning individual and team gold for her
country (air-rifle .177) she found a new
challenge in
sailing. And
not only in
boats designed
for the
the dinghy
championship in Puerto Galera Cherrie crewed on Suzie
Burrell’s Sandoway (Sydney 36), where Martyn Willes gave
her a first lesson in keelboat mainsheet trimming; and, Cherrie
had her first open sea experience on a Hobie 16, sailing with
the Taal Lake Yacht Club team back across the Verde Passage
to Batangas following the regatta.
Clearly demonstrating that disabilities are no barrier
to having serious fun on the water, the Sailability group in
the Philippines currently comprises: two deaf sailors; two
triplegics; six wheelchair bound; two amputees and one polio
sufferer. In international competition, each disability is given
a rating and for the highest levels of competition a two person
boat must have a disability rating of at least 8. Which means
Left: Doni Altura:
PhilSPADA Sailing
Committee Chairman; Top: Cherrie Pinpin: most delightful ambassador,
lost her leg age 11; Right: Downs syndrome no obstacle
“. . . and no Ooching!!”, I
admonished in my most instructive
tone. 30 pairs of young eyes were
raised heavenward. “Ooching??” . . .
”Wazzat?” . . . “Oh no! not something
else to learn!” I was standing in front
of 30 young sailors each eager to
get out on the water and compete.
My task was to brief this lot - safety,
Words by Russ Hughes Photos by Peter Stevens
The first National Lawin Dinghy Championship was held as part of the DHL / Heavylift
Manila All Souls Regatta 2006 event and saw some of the stiffest competition of any sailing
event in the country. Ed.
courses, flags, times…the-whole-nine-
yards. They just wanted to get on with
it, and following the briefing that’s just
what they did.
A total of 15 different crews
from all over the Philippines were
competing, including teams from
the Abanico Yacht Club Puerto
Princessa, Subic Bay Yacht Club, our
Continued on page 11
Team PSA Perfect Start
Team Subic Heeling In Gusts
own PGYC team, a large contingent from Philippine
Sailing Association (PSA) Manila and from Sailability
Philippines -- the Philippine association for handicapped
sailors. This last group was to use our regatta to hone
skills in preparation for their upcoming visit to Malaysia
where they are to represent the Philippines.
Winds were light the first of the two days so
courses became ever shorter as the day progressed. It
quickly became apparent that the PSA teams were
going to dominate. Their superior boat handling clearly
illustrated their excellent training and discipline. Winds
on day two were a bit stronger, which suited the heavier
PSA teams who again took the day.
Results showed PSA with 1st, 2nd and 3rd in the
under 18s with PGYC taking 4th. PSA took 1st and
2nd in the over 18s with Abanico YC taking 3rd and
Sailability taking 4th.
Organizing was skillfully accomplished by Peter
Stevens and Donna Penman. The Lawin dinghies were
kept in great shape by ‘Sky’.
To the credit of all the young sailors there was only
one protest over the two days and that at the start of the
first race!
There were a few burnt noses a few “ouches!” but,
happily, “No Ooching!!” q
The technique of throwing oneself forward in a
dinghy to get the boat on the plane before it would
under normal sailing conditions. The penalty is
usually disqualification.
National Lawin... continued from page 9
PSA Demonstrate Faster Downwind Boat Handling
December 2006
National Lawin Dinghy Championship
The Philippine Sailing Association (“PSA”) came to
Puerto Galera with one primary objective: to seek revenge for
their defeat by Puerto Galera’s junior sailors in Subic Bay during
the President’s Cup earlier in the year. They succeeded.
Taking the first three places in the Under 18 division and
the first two places in the Open division the PSA’s finest taught
Words by Martyn Willes Photographs by Terry Duckham and Bernadette Willes
The DHL/Heavylift Manila All Souls
Regatta 2006 was the third successive
regatta held during the All Souls
vacation period. This year it included,
for the first time, the National Lawin
Dinghy Championship. Representatives
from sailing clubs from all over the
country and visiting crews came from
overseas to enjoy the sailing fun in The
Most Beautiful Bay in the World.
everyone a thing or two about dinghy sailing. Third place in the
Open division went to the team from the Abanico Yacht Club
in Puerto Princesa, competing for the first time outside their
home port.
As you can imagine, with teams from Manila, Subic Bay,
Puerto Princesa and Puerto Galera there was much fun and
camaraderie both on the water and at the parties that followed.
See separate story on page 9 of this issue for a first hand
account from Russ Hughes.
The Race To Get here
The race from Manila Yacht Club to Puerto Galera
featured eight starters, most of whom slipped out of Manila
Bay and along the Batangas coast as far as Punta Fuego under
spinnaker. Light and shifting breezes along the remainder of the
Batangas coast to Cape Santiago interfered with an otherwise
beautiful night sail. The final run through the Verde Passage
to Puerto Galera offered a steady beat in light to moderate,
northeasterly breezes with most boats making the finish line off
the El Galleon Resort on a single tack.
Only one significant mishap was reported: Susie Burrell’s
Sandoway (Bashford 36) caught an unmarked fishing net off
Nasugbu for the second year running. Losing more than an
hour disentangling Sandoway from the net she also lost all
would-have-been competitors to refrain from attending the
event but it was still the largest gathering of sailing yachts the
country has seen for the past ten years.
Twenty five boats eventually competed on the water with
boats arriving from Hong Kong,
Subic Bay, Manila, Taal Lake,
Cebu, Guimaras, Negros and
Many people flew in from
overseas specifically to take part
in the event coming from as far
afield as Hong Kong, Singapore,
Australia and the United Kingdom
making this the most international
of regattas to ever take place in
Puerto Galera.
Day one saw overcast skies
with 12 to 18 knots of breeze and
a sprinkling of rain for the race
to the Verde Island mark, round
Chicken Feather and Bonito
islands towards a congested finish
line off Haligi Beach.
Our photographer had hoped to spend her
time traveling through the fleet and chose the
mark-laying boat as her steed. Unfortunately, the
mark-layer became the mark defacto at Verde
Island when the depth of water and brisk currents
prevented the marker buoy’s anchor finding
adequate purchase on the bottom. However,
despite the inclement weather and the turbulent
waters she did manage to get some fine shots
of most competitors as they approached at full
Day two saw westerly breezes dovetailed
with easterlies (up to 20 knots in the rain showers
chance of placing in the race. Next year skipper Alan Burrell
must choose to do one of two things: he must either sail further
from the shore or remodel Sandoway’s keel to remove the
forward protruding, net grabbing bulb.
All the boats arrived by lunchtime on Saturday, 28th
October, and all enjoyed the welcome of the PGYC.
The Tall Lake Yacht Club brought their Hobie 16s down
from their volcano lake home to Leah Beach on Batangas Bay
for a race across the Verde Passage to the finish line hosted by
the El Galleon Resort. They then mustered at the Lalguna
Beach Club where owner and Hobie enthusiast, Frank Doyle,
treated them to a cold beer or two.
The boats were then towed to Boquete Beach for the night
from where the crews were
transferred to the tranquil
Pirate Cove Resort. Too
tranquil for some, a jeepney
was ordered to bring many
of their number to the yacht
club where they enjoyed the
delights of the legendary
PGYC hospitality.
Big Boats & Hobies
The DHL / Heavylift
All Souls Regatta over
three days (29-31 October)
proved to be a race series
of changing fortunes as
typhoon Cimaron (22W)
blustered her way across the North of Luzon.
The event was challenged not only by the presence
of the typhoon but also by the late (and eventually nil)
announcement from Malacanyang Palace of additional
holidays surrounding the traditional All Souls holiday
on 1st November. These challenges caused a number of
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December 2006
Of special note at the 2006 National Lawin Dighy
Championship were the entrants from Sailability Philippines.
This Manila based, national group is dedicated to
encouraging the sport of sailing amongst all athletes, whether
able-bodied or otherwise. This was the first event where the
disabled athletes from Sailability Philippines had competed
against able-bodied sailors, with one of their teams completing
the regatta in a very respectable fourth place in the Open
division. Cherrie Pinpin and Alson “Rolly” Tumbagahan,
both amputees, departed Puerto Galera en route to Singapore
where they will train for a week on a new boat before going
to Malaysia to compete in the 9th Far East and South Pacific
Games for the Disabled (FESPIC) Games starting on 25th
November where they won team bronze.
Want to know more about Sailability Philippines?
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during the middle of the race)
around Chicken Feather and
Bonito, and thence to Talipanan.
Although the sun never actually
showed its face the sailing was
excellent for the front half of the
fleet. Unfortunately, the
breeze all but evaporated
from Talipanan to the
Haligi Beach finish for
the back half of the fleet
and many DNFed as the
light faded and the lure
of the cocktail hour at the
clubhouse overcame the
Day three was
glorious, if a little light. Seven to nine knots of breeze
under an almost cloudless sky saw the fleet tacking up
to the rounding mark off Sabang Beach sponsored by
the newly renovated Floating Bar and then on around
Escarceo Point for the dog-leg off Encenada Bay. The
return trip did not require the boats to pass the Floating
Bar mark a second time and a spinnaker run brought
them onto a close reach to the
finish off Haligi Beach.
All of the big-boat
racing in Puerto Galera
follows a pursuit race format,
i.e. the boats start at different
times that are calculated
to bring them together
for a simultaneous finish.
This racing is rewarding
for all competitors and has
the added advantage that
everyone arrives back at the
bar at about the same time.
Because everyone can see
All Souls...continued from page 13
exactly where they are placed at any moment of the
race and the entire fleet is motivated to sail faster to
catch or avoid being caught. Your reporter was riding
on Alan Burrell’s Sandoway (Bashford/Sydney 36),
which started almost last and therefore had to catch
almost all of the other boats ahead to win. We passed
most but try as we might we just
couldn’t catch Karakoa (Andrews/Excel
53) and the eventual winner Selma Star
(Beneteau 36.7).
In the overall Puerto Galera
Yardstick (PGY) Championship Luigi
Manzi took first place aboard his
Hobie 16, closely followed by Ray
Ordoveza’s Karakoa and Jun Avecilla’s
Selma Star.
In the PGY class the honours
went to Lukas Marquardt’s Kalayaan
II, Austen Chamberlain’s Sorcerer and Vincent Ruais’s, Rosie;
followed by Goran Rudelius’s Slalom Glade, Michael Reuber/
Rainier Blum’s China Rose, John Campbell’s Bright Star and Ton
van Hierden’s Cocobolo.
In the IRC
Racing class the
honours went to
Ray Ordoveza’s
Karakoa, Susie
Burrell’s Sandoway
(skippered by Alan
Burrell), Dirk van
Straalen’s The Judge;
followed by Jun
Avecilla’s Selma Star, Harry Taylor’s Irresistible and Alan
Burrell’s Rags (skippered by Russ Hughes); others who did
not finish one or more races were Doni Altura’s Vivaldi,
Dick Morris’s Salina, and Judes Echauz’s Standard Insurance
The multihull fleet was somewhat diminished this
year leaving only two competitors. The class was won by
Andrew Johnson’s Farrier trimaran Taytay 2 on her first
outing since launch, with Chris Boddington’s trimaran
Windjammer bring up the rear (in almost every race).
Sincere and heartfelt thanks to this year’s main sponsors
DHL and Heavylift Manila; supporting sponsors in the form of
December 2006
San Miguel Beer and the Big Apple Dive Resort; and, Cruiser
News magazine, Petron fuel and lubricants, and The Floating
Bar Sabang.
Party, Party
The PGYC is legendary as
a venue for parties and so it was
this year that the numbers of
partygoers increased in number
yet again and the lawns were
covered with tables and chairs
to accommodate the throngs of
groups bubbling with excitement
for one reason or another.
This year the club again
imported the famous smoke-
house specialist, Mason Ring,
to manage the catering for the
duration and the results were
sumptuously appreciated by all. From delicate Italian salads to
mean’n spicy Cajun sausages Mason’s selections and preparation
were superb.
On the second race evening, with the prospect of a
downpour or two from the typhoon passing to the North,
the club decided to switch from the traditional beach Bar-
B-Q event and opted instead for a Pier Party along the town
pier. The restaurants and bars that line the waterfront were
encouraged to open their doors and put tables and chairs along
the sidewalk and do something a little different to tempt the
yachtsmen. The event was a great success with pizza and pasta
competing with adobo and tapa to sate the appetite while a
band filled the air with folk songs and some diva pop. It may be
that the pier party will become a regular feature of the All Souls
Regatta in future. q
Four massive eruptions, some 140,000 to
5,000 years ago, blasted away sufficient rock and
ash to create the 32 kilometer diameter collapsed
caldera and crater lake that is Taal Lake.
In this crucible, created within what was once
one of the world’s largest volcanoes, competitors
from across the nation (and a few other places
further afield) boarded Hobie 16s, Toppers, Bravos,
trimarans and all manner of home built sailing vessels for
the annual “Round Taal Volcano Race”, held Saturday, 18th
November and organized by the Taal Lake Yacht Club.
Set against the alternately towering and lowly rim of
this massive caldera, now somewhat weathered by time and
residential development, the fleet of colourful sailing vessels
appear miniscule and frail as they set out to circumnavigate
the 23 sq. km volcanic island slowly rising in the lake’s
Undaunted by the volcano’s violent history (it is still a
very active geological area with the last significant eruption
in 1977) and the 47 active vents, the skippers and crews of
the two fleets of boats set off for a beach side rendezvous on
the southeast tip of the island for lunch and celebration of
the camaraderie of this annual event. The Hobie 16s run and
reach anti-clockwise around the West of island, traversing the
ever narrowing “highway”, which snakes through a maze of
fish-pens, so dense that it appears one could walk from one
to the other unimpeded from the volcano island to the outer
rim, ending with a beat up to the beach. The remaining boats,
competing in the PY (Portsmouth Yardstick) division, reach
and run clockwise around to the same beach along the less
cluttered East coast of the
Line honours went to
the trimaran, Taytay 2 (Farrier
F82). Despite suffering a
significant delay at the race
start Taytay 2 made up
ground with her screacher as
a breeze of ten knots gusted
fourteen, enabling her to
reach an impressive, spray-full
seventeen knots recorded on the GPS.
The beach became a blaze of colour as the boats
continued to arrive, finishing with the last Hobie 16 neatly
squeezing onto the black volcanic sand.
Anyone who has visited the Taal Lake Yacht Club will
understand its ethos of people blending with nature and
wherever possible leaving the Earth exactly as they found
it; so too with their packed lunches. In place of ubiquitous
Styrofoam packs and containers participants were served meals
in banana leaf packages and when all had departed there was
Words by John Smart
Photographs by Bernadette Willes
The Taal Lake Yacht Club fleet
of Hobie 16s came to Puerto Galera
to participate in the 2006 All Souls
Regatta and to exchange burgees with the
Puerto Galera Yacht Club. We thought
it appropriate for us to reciprocate by
attending their next event.
Top: Close Competition; Left: A Squall Cometh; Below: Warming Up To
The Volcano
nothing save a few footprints to mark
their passing through.
The return race start had the
PY division boats leaving five minutes
ahead of the Hobie 16s. On the
race back to the club (anti-clockwise
around the island for all boats) the
breeze teased the fleet, showing
white-caps to the South and East for
just long enough to lure most of the
PY boats in that direction, before
switching allegiance and offering the
Hobie 16s enough to bring them close
into the shoreline to the West. Boats
that had taken the middle road were
completely becalmed for long periods.
Slowly the breeze puffed and gybed,
allowing the easterly PY boats to join
the tail-end of the Hobie 16s, but
then it all but died for the stragglers
in both classes. Finally, as sundown
approached, the breeze relented in
its jest and provided all boats with
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sufficient pressure to get home - the
final home-built arriving in last rays of
the discernable light.
In the changeable conditions
it was important to read the wind
and to know from where it was most
likely to arrive. Italian Luigi Manzi,
with his many years experience as
ship’s captain, managed to find the
breeze wherever it was and he and his
daughter sailed their Hobie 16 to yet
another victory. In the PY division it
was a little bit of skill and a little bit
if luck that brought Taytay 2 (Farrier
F82) home ahead of all others.
The party that evening, on
the lawns and under a star studded
firmament, was a place to meet
old friends, renew acquaintances
and enjoy the company of people
Squeezing Onto Lunch-stop Beach
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The Taal Lake Yacht Club is a true sailing club --
organised by sailors for sailors and their families. It boasts
possibly the most spectacular view across the water of
any yacht club on the planet and (for Php100/US$2 per
person per day) it also accepts non-sailing-visitors who just
want to enjoy the ambiance of manicured lawns set beside
a glistening body of water with a volcano as backdrop.
From Manila it takes about one and a half hours
driving to reach the club. You will find it easiest to use
your own car or hire a taxi. It is possible to get there by
public transport but this could take most of the day and
requires some local knowledge.
Driving: take the South Superhighway to the Santa
Rosa exit. As you exit the toll booth turn right. Continue
along this road as it climbs the side of the crater towards
Tagaytay City until you reach the T-junction at the rim
of the crater. Turn left at the T-junction along the ridge
of the crater and continue for about one kilometer until
you see the turning to the right signposted to “Talisay
- Laurel” (if you get to People’s Park you have gone too
far). Follow this road as it twists and turns down into the
crater (second gear almost all the way down for safety).
You will eventually reach a T-junction at the bottom of the
hill where you should turn right. Follow this road for less
than one kilometer and you will find a narrow, signposted
turning to the left that leads directly down to the yacht
club’s car park (first gear recommended).
Flying: telephone the Subic Seaplane for a pick-up in
Manila Bay near Luneta Park, Manila (or any other body
of flattish water around the country; land on Taal Lake.
For more information visit the TLYC website, telephone +63 43 773-
0192 or, you can contact their office in Metro Manila:
TLYC, Corinthian Plaza, Paseo de Roxas, Makati City,
Philippines, +63 2 811-3183/3283.
How To Get There
who just enjoyed being there. Even a player of bagpipes
was inspired to summon sufficient wind and issue forth his
rendition of a few classics . . . appropriate perhaps given the
mountainous scenery and Loch-like mere, blackened now by
the creeping night. Only November temperatures in the high
80’s confirmed that the fl eet had not somehow sailed around
the volcano and into some form of worm-hole tunneling
the space/time continuum and that this was not actually a
celebration in the Highlands.
Make a date next year for the Round Taal Volcano Race.
You will not regret the decision. q
Above: Last One Past The Volcano; Right: Squeezing
Onto Lunch-stop Beach; Below: Happy Together
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Friday 16th JUNE. DAY 6. Position: 24° 12”S 113°
03”E. Miles logged: 939. Miles to go: 561nm.
Wind and waves were against us last night. Dawn found
us further from Australia than we were yesterday at the same
time, close hauled into the normal 25 – 30kts, holding a
course of around 230 (WSW) instead of the 190 we desired.
The combination (again) of a favourable current against
Words by Peter Stevens Photos by Mike Dicks
In the first part of this adventure Peter Stevens and friends sailed out of Bali on an Oyster
45 into some ferocious seas. Here in part two the seas slowly abate and the sea offers up some of
its bounty and humour.
unfavourable winds, produced another horrible, short, steep
sea in which none of us could sleep, even the indominatable
skipper. It’s the slamming that’s the problem. You’re lying
there, wondering when you can get off and go home, when
the bow climbs; up she goes….. up some more …… then
silence for a couple of heartbeats, just long enough to tense
and hold your breath, and then bam, down into the trough
with a huge, reverberating crash. Your insides do a slam-dunk
and rebound. You settle, relax a tad, breath a bit and wait for
the next one. All night. By morning we are all shattered and
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are grateful that the boat doesn’t seem to be. As always things
don’t seem so bad in daylight and the conditions have eased.
Eased enough to concentrate on fishing.
For most of the first five days it had been too bad to try
-- nobody wanted to be dealing with smelly, slippery, bloody
and slightly dangerous critters on the aft deck in a Force 8.
Since Ningaloo we had set a lure most days and had hooked,
and lost, several fish. I finally figured out that the line had
been on the reel for ten years, and the reel bolted on the rail
for months. UV degradation had done its job and the line was
breaking in the knots at the swivels and lures. Luckily we had
loads of new line aboard so I replaced the lot, tied my best
knots, crimped my best crimps and set our best lures. Before
long, we had a hit and I settled on my backside to crank
in whatever it was. I was pretty sure it was a skipjack tuna
because, after the initial run, it gave up and just felt heavy.
Suddenly, when it was within a few yards of the stern, the line
screamed off the reel for a few seconds. “Odd” thought I. “Most
unlike a tuna”. Mike wandered over to watch proceedings
and we both stood, fascinated, as the tuna broke the surface,
shadowed to one side by a very large, brown-backed monster.
It had a longish bill and followed the tuna right up to, and
almost under, the transom. “Marlin” we said in unison. “Don’t
want to catch that bugger on this reel and line” says I. The poor
old tuna that we landed had been badly mauled and the shape
of the marlin’s bill was easily seen on its’ flanks, where it had
been grabbed and dragged.
I unhooked it, committed it to the deep and ran the
lure out astern. No sooner had I
locked the reel than, whizzz, off
it went again. “My turn, my turn”
cried Mike. “You landed the last
one”. Down he sat and started to
crank. “Another skipjack” opined
Mike. “Seems right” said I when,
whoosh, crash, wham, bang,
wallop, a marlin leapt clean out of
the water, our fish in its jaws. Off
it went at great speed. I shouted
down to Ian to bring up the camera
and then started the engine, rolled
in the genny and tried to keep the
fish from getting under the boat.
It went off left, right, back, front
but didn’t try to throw the hook by
jumping. Eventually we had it close
to the stern, on its side and more-
or-less spent. We marveled at the
beautiful colours, from the dark back to the silver flanks and
electric blue fins and tail. It was bigger than me, and I weigh
180lbs, so it was probably around 200. I eventually managed
to get over the stern, wire-cutters in hand and snipped the
trace just above the hook, making sure to grab the plastic pink
squid, which had been the cause of all the excitement. At least
we’d have something to mount! The marlin (Black) swam
quietly back into the deep, none the worse for its experience,
apart from being a tad knackered (as was the skipper!). The
hook will very soon work its way out of the tough scales
around its mouth. Ian got some great pics and video, which are
being shown far and wide!
SATURDAY JUNE 17th. Day 8. Time 1240. Position
25° 55’ S 112° 32’E. Miles logged 1045 . Miles to go 455nm
Last night was one of those experiences that will long
live etched in my brain. I came on watch at 04:00 to relieve
Ian and found a beautiful, crystal clear, crisp night with no
moon. The sky was a vast panoply of stars. So many and so
close as one can only see when miles from any artificial lights.
The Milky Way spread over us from West to East like a vast
silver canopy. The major constellations were hard to pick out
against the background of millions upon billions upon trillions
of stars. We had the bimini cover off at this point just so that
we could experience the spectacle without having to leave the
safety of the cockpit. The Southern Cross was balanced on
the end of the port spreader and the broad, flat head and claws
Bloody Skipjack
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of Scorpio to starboard. The wind was a steady 30kts, the seas
relatively calm with only the occasional spray over the deck. I
just couldn’t resist the urge to enjoy this moment to the full so
grabbed a hot drink, pulled up the collar of my fleece, settled
in behind the wheel and turned Eric off.
[Eric? He’s the 4th crew member whose only job is to
steer the boat. This he does uncomplainingly, unerringly 24
hours a day. He doesn’t need feeding or fortifying with rum
when it’s cold and wet, and doesn’t say a word except to emit
the occasional beep or two if he thinks we’re off course. He’s
the autopilot and thus far this trip has done a magnificent job.
I named him Eric after a friend of mine from Hong Kong,
who was an Olympic-level yachtsman and a great helmsman.
He could get the best out of any boat in any conditions, but
absolutely refused to do the washing up. The autopilot was the
Helming was surreal, sublime and sobering. To be alone
in the vastness of the Indian Ocean, in control of a boat
worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, hand steering by
the same stars, on the same sea and in the same winds that
Cook and thousands of seafarers before and since have used,
brought home to me how insignificant we all really are. Cook
would be appalled at the destruction and overwhelmed by the
development, but here, feeling the power of wind and waves
that he knew so well, and the beauty of the night sky, he’d be
right at home. What would he have given for a boat that sailed
at 30 degrees to the apparent wind?
My two hours on watch came to an end far too quickly,
but delightful as the sailing was, our heading was not. We were
being pushed further and further off-shore and off track and it
was time to make the decision to tack. Mike came up, agreed,
so we did; after seven days on the same port tack, round we
went - and were immediately on a different boat.
The old SINGITA that I had come to know so well was
now an arch enemy. The handholds, tables and surfaces on
which I had relied for support for the past seven days now
rejected and evaded me, poked me, bruised me and tried to
inflict bodily harm at every opportunity. The cupboards in
the galley that, until yesterday, happily accepted whatever I
put in them and gave up their contents with reluctance, now
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vomited the same all over
me at the slightest pressing
of a knob or turning of a
handle. The lee-cloth on my
berth in the saloon, which
for so long has provided a
sense of security and snug
support, hangs uselessly
and tries to strangle me
every time I roll over. The
gimbaled cooker now tilts at
an outrageous angle towards
me and dangerously close to
sensitive bits of my anatomy
(although at least now I can
see what’s in the saucepans).
The dry side of the cockpit
is now the wet side and I’m
moving around the aft deck
on all-fours, instead of gibbon-like, confidently from handhold
to handhold – from bimini to mainsheet to backstay to rail.
I guess I’ll get used to it. At least now I fall into bed
rather than out of it!
[Our southing was still terrible so Mike decided to turn
on the engine, roll away the headsail and motorsail the last
couple of days to Geraldton, our first port of call.]
TUESDAY 20th JUNE. DAY 11. Position: 29°59’S
114° 48’E. Miles logged:1414. Miles to go: 86.
We arrived at Geraldton in the early hours of yesterday
morning, ten days and 1250nm after leaving Bali. We motored
into what is shown on the charts as a yacht basin. The plan
was to follow the well-marked commercial shipping channel,
turn left at the end, avoid the breakwater shown to port on
the charts and drop the hook. What the chart (paper and
computer) didn’t show was the submerged breakwater to
starboard as one makes the turn. Fortunately for us the tide
was low when we arrived and it was easily spotted in the
darkness as we made the final left turn. Had that not been the
case it would have been all too easy to run straight into it, as it
was completely submerged at high tide: uncharted, unmarked
and unlit. Strange for a major port and for a country that
seems otherwise so well-ordered.
Safely anchored and secure we celebrated with a few
drams and retired to our bunks, tired and glad not to have to
get up for a few hours.
At about 08:00, over coffee, the VHF crackled into life.
We had been trying to contact the appropriate authorities for
a few days via radio,
telephone and email.
Now they called us
saying that they had
no idea that we were
coming. They agreed to
our request that we move
over to the marina to
wait for them at 10-o-
Sure enough at
the appointed time five
strapping young guys in
fetching blue uniforms
arrived at the dock. Let
me just say here that
part of the reasoning for clearing in at Geraldton was that it
is a relatively quiet place, the officials would be perhaps more
laid back than in a larger commercial port like Freemantle and,
given their reputation for officiousness and pedantry, things
might be quick and easy. Our hopes of an early cold beer and
steak lunch were shattered by the first words they said:
“G’day guys. Lovely boat. We don’t get many yachts through
here, about one a year, and we’ve all just done a course on how to
search them. D’you mind if we use this as a bit of an exercise?”
How could one refuse? So we filled in the forms, sorted
thru the booze and settled in for a long morning as they
divided themselves into teams of two and started moving
through the boat. One of the guys had a sniffing machine
(like an electronic dog!) and I noticed an earnest conversation
between him and the boss. Lots of covert glances in our
direction and examination of whatever the machine was
saying. Then came the bombshell.
”Guys (that’s us), the machine has picked up traces of ecstasy
You Beauty!
and heroin from the front cabins and heads.” (That’s where Ian
and I have our gear stowed).
Pin drop time. I look at Mike, he at me, both at Ian.
“And all the toothbrushes have traces of ecstasy.”
Time for some levity, thinks I:
“Christ, if I’d known that I’d have eaten mine!”
Nervous laughter all round.
As you can imagine there followed an earnest discussion
as to the origin of the traces. Once we had established that
none of us were recreational drug users it transpired that cold
remedies and some other proprietary medicines can set off the
machine. Mike remembered that his nephew had been aboard
for the trip down through the Philippines, and had suffered
from a bad cold and taken Sudafed. All seemingly satisfied?
What about the heroin … that’s still a mystery. The machine
must have been having an off day. But does that mean that
SINGITA will now be tagged on some computer as having
tested positive for drugs? Good question. No answer.
Satisfied or not, the search continued with renewed
vigour – headlining down, floorboards up, engine
compartments opened and even the anchor chain run out to
examine the bottom of the locker.
To cut what has become a long story short, lunch-time
eventually arrived and the guys had been right through the
boat. The Quarantine man had also been and taken lots of
goodies, but that’s another story.
Because the boat was eventually going to be imported
by Mike there were more formalities to complete and we were
asked to still be around in the morning for the port clearance.
Off they went, as did we, to the local pub: the Freemason’s
Hotel. As a fantastic hot-stone steak lunch/dinner ended with
me being carried home in the rain, I’ll gloss over the latter
stages of the day. Suffice to say I was glad of the late start this
morning, which was only made possible by large coffees and
sticky buns in the town.
We are currently motorsailing straight to Fremantle
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(otherwise known as Freo) and should arrive just on dark
tomorrow night, the 21st June, the winter equinox, the
shortest day.
WEDNESDAY 21st JUNE. DAY 12. 1600hrs
We’re about two hours out of a sunny Fremantle. We’ve
been motoring all day with a big swell on the beam and
no wind. The surface of the sea has a smooth, oily sheen,
which makes the strings of crayfish pots easier to see. Quite
a contrast to Day One, all that time ago. It’s been a good day
for whales tho’. We’ve been seeing them from a distance since
we made landfall farther north. Some spectacular breaching
between us and the horizon. This afternoon one surfaced just
a few yards for the boat. They all seem to be Humpbacks. Very
Very exciting too for an albatross that took a little too
many liberties with our favourite pink lure. They have kept us
amused by trying to catch it for days now. They cruise in just
above the waves, spot it and then chase it by running on the
surface of the sea, paddling like mad with their short legs. Very
undignified for such a smooth operator. Today we thought
we’d try to get it on film so I slowly brought the lure closer to
the boat. Eventually it was only about 20 yards behind and
had attracted several birds. One would chase the others off,
glide in, paddle, pick up the lure, try to hold it against our 16
ton boat, release it and sit puzzled on the water watching as
it ‘swam’ away. Eventually, of course, the inevitable happened
and the lure caught the bird and dragged it along, ducking
and diving, wings akimbo. We quickly stopped the boat and
prepared to reel it in slowly. Mike grabbed some sturdy gloves
but luckily, as soon as the pressure was off the line, the bird
freed itself and took off, with apparently no harm done. After
that we gave up and brought the line in.
Just an hour to go now of what has been at times a
trying trip but one that I am very glad I made. We are all still
mates and have enjoyed each others’ company. The boat has
handled superbly and looked after us well. Apart from the
beginning, the weather has been excellent. The wind has been
uncooperative and the seas rough, but we knew it’d be tough
before we set out. It’s good for the soul to push the envelope
from time to time.
Tonight we will be in beds that keep still …… or will
We’ve been in Perth/Fremantle a few days now and Ian
and I have enjoyed doing the tourist bit. Good walks, a bit
of birding, some sightseeing, good lunches and generally just
chilling out. I’d forgotten how magnificent the various parrots
in Australia are and how they evolved into niches that are filled
by other species in the rest of the World. To see Galahs (pink
and grey parrots) picking their way over the outfield of the
local cricket/football oval, just as pigeons would in England, is
a lovely sight. The air is always ringing with the harsh calls of
Rainbow Lorikeets and the very strange but beautiful whistles
of the magpies.
We helped Mike get the boat cleaned and shipshape and
she is now settled into her mooring in Hilary’s Marina. I’m off
to Hong Kong and then
Manila tomorrow, and
Ian to KL and then Kota
Kinabalu. He’s got a job
working in the middle of
pristine lowland rainforest
advising a 5-star jungle
resort how to renovate in
an ecologically sensitive
manner. He’s exchanging
one endangered and
over-exploited habitat for
another. Let’s hope he can
make a difference.
For me? Well, here’s
to the next time. Perhaps
we’ll just turn right out of
Bali and head for Cocos
Keeling … downhill all the
way. Don’t call me, I’ll call
Sprawled at the west-end water-edge
of Moonbay Marina, The Lighthouse
Marina Resort is a new luxurious
boutique resort that stands tall and
beams brightly as an ultimate haven of
a retreat. Opening on 22nd December
2006, the resort’s Aqua Rooms, Suites and
Spa Suites offer stylish accommodations
and modern conveniences, including
a 42” LCD room television, in-room
Jacuzzi, floating tubs and glass-encased
rain showers that give scenic view of
the bay and a sensual bath experience
you wouldn’t forget. All this at an
introductory price of just Php 5,000 plus
per room night.
The resort’s other well appointed
amenities include a secluded pool
embraced by exotic flora and the adjacent Mezza Lounge,
the Sands Cafe all-day dining mecca offering a sumptuous
selection of grills, seafood and international, and the unique,
three-tier 720 bar - the perfect place to wind down after a
hard day basking in the sun.
The Lighthouse Marina Resort’s Admiral Function
Room can cater to intimate functions or business meetings
for a group of 20 or more, or large receptions of up to 200
people. The Lighthouse also offer a regular sunset cruise that
can be booked for
group cruises or on
an individual basis.
Internet sevices are
also available.
The resort’s high
level of personalized
service is helmed by
an indulgent and
attentive Resort Host
who is ever-ready
to cater to the most
discriminating of needs.
Located at Block4, Lot 1, Moonbay Marina Complex,
Subic Bay Freeport Zone reservatiosn and inquiries can be
made by calling +63 (0)47 252–5000. q
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Blue Rock Resort, Subic Bay
Near the northeast
corner of Subic Bay lies the
beach resort area of Barrio
Barretto and Baloy Beach.
The Blue Rock Resort is on
the southern most point of
Baloy Beach; fifty meters off
the beach there is the Blue
Rock Floating Bar. Near 14
deg 50’ 80”N, 120 deg 15’
29”E. Approaching from
where #4 channel marker
buoy should be at the
entrance of Subic Bay, off
Grande Island, the bearing is
approximately 25 deg GPS.
The Blue Rock
Resort has recently laid
two moorings for visiting
yachts, each consisting
of two concrete blocks
(approximately one cubic
meter per block), in six
meters of water at low tide. The moorings and buoys will
Words and Photographs by John Smart
be found approximately 150 meters WSW of the Blue Rock
Floating Bar. At the time of writing the
buoyancy for the chain at the surface
is provided by black plastic containers.
According to “Tommo”, owner and
operator of the Blue Rock Resort, “each
buoy has approximately two meters of
rope to tie on to and they are sound
even in a good blow”. However, the
moorings are not typhoon safe and you
are advised to move to the East side of
Subic Bay, to the pontoon facilities of
Watercraft Ventures (reasonable price)
or the Subic Bay Yacht Club (more
expensive), if a storm is imminent.
The only hazard of note on
the approach to the moorings is the
extraordinary, European-style castle
Above: Floating Bar welcomes Europe;
Left: Blue Rock Resort at sundown
on a rocky outcrop about a mile off-shore and almost in line
with a passage from Grande Island (defending the entrance
to Subic Bay). Give the castle at least one hundred meters
clearance on all sides. If approaching at night: the castle is
not lit but should stand out well against lights ashore; and, it
provides an excellent radar return. Nobody is quite sure who
owns the castle although it has been recently
repainted. It is reported to have changed
hands at least twice on false papers during
the past twenty years. So if someone tries to
sell it to you during your visit then triple-
check the Deed of Sale and the Land Title.
If the moorings are full when you
arrive do not worry because the area around
the moorings offers reasonably good holding
(on sand/sandy mud), ideal for day sailors and those with an
anchor watch posted.
Once hooked up on a mooring the Floating Bar is only
a short paddle away for you and your dinghy – dinghies can
tie up alongside, no problem – on the Floating Bar the beer is
cold and the hospitality warm. There is no organized service
to and from the moorings but if you make it known that you
want to come ashore during daylight, the staff will find a way
to fetch you.
Ashore you can taste the delights of Blue Rock’s
legendary proportioned menu items and every evening there
is a Bar-B-Q, Aussie style. If you want a room ashore to sleep
then the Blue Rock Resort, complete with dive shop, offers
some of the best mid-range accommodation in the area.
Want to get wet? Rent a Jet Ski for an hour and zip
across the Bay to check out Hanjin’s new ship building facility
– the largest in Asia – or take a leisurely banka ride to explore
the almost deserted beaches and mangroves on the Bay’s
western shore.
Subic Bay is famous for the opportunities it offers for
diving on World War II wrecks; there are a few that pre-
date the war. Technical divers may follow the tall tales and
temptation of Yamashita’s Gold but may only be rewarded
with a lobster tail. There are recently undiscovered wrecks (not
quite an oxymoron) in the Bay including a Japanese Zero that
was reported found during the 1970’s but has not seen the
Left: Approach to moorings; Below: Floating Bar
welcomes all
light of a diver’s flashlight in recent years.
Don’t want to dive? Then take a walk
along memory lane and visit the various bars
and restaurants in Barrio Barretto that have
survived the departure of U.S. Forces, now
reinventing themselves as icons of a forgotten
era. Try Dryden’s for a breakfast selection
that defies comparison or, meet General
MacArthur (a.k.a. Don West) at the
General’s Command Post for perhaps the
coldest beer in the Barrio and where you
can touch the original jeep used during
the General’s advance through the country
in pursuit of the retreating Japanese – the
jeep and the guns are originals although
the guns have been made inoperative.
There is a Veterans of Foreign Wars post
(VFW 11447) in the Barrio where the
“SOS” breakfast is reputed to bring back
fond memories (if you served with the
U.S. Navy).
Friday evening
at around six, drop by
Mango’s for all the latest
gossip from the “locals”
during the traditional
“happy hour”. Or, if you
are in the Barrio on a
Monday evening then
hop on over to the T-Rose
Bar and guest house
where there is a regular
pool/billiards tournament
starting at 7.00pm, open
to all-comers
If you want to wander
further then take a drive to the
nearby town of San Marcelino
(West then North along the
Zambales coast) where you can
find the Pasalubong Café . . . if
for no other reason than to taste-
the-best, order a homemade taco
and be amazed at the taste and
the price. On the way back drop
into the Scots Foundation (a bit
off the track but worth the visit)
and meet Sherry Zimmer who
has carved an orphanage out
of the hillside for native (Aeta)
The Blue Rock Resort
yacht friendly moorings
offer a change of pace and
an introduction to a slice of
Philippine history that is difficult
to replicate. q
Above: Buyer/Yachtsman Beware; Left: Babes on Bikes
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