Captain Scott's Log ~ Saturday, April 26th, 2008

4:38 AM
Subject: Coron Harbour

12 00N 120 12E Yesterday off the beach filled with coconut palms, the
natives who sold us the died squid returned wanting to sell us coconuts. I
guess they figured that if we'd buy died squid we would buy anything. They
also had some "coconut wine" in a 20 year old Clorox bottle that we passed
on. They were not inclined to leave so Donna was left on deck to chat with
them. Pointing to the coconuts she asked "So, where did you get these?" They
gave up and left us alone. A great 10kt sail at times brought us north into
the lee of Coron Island. Magnificent sheer cliffs and caves made for good
photos. Crystal clear lakes are in the center. Coron town is larger than
anything else around except Porto Princessa. Still it’s a rural sleepy
village. They got electricity 10 years ago and there is one ATM machine.
Anchored we watched life ashore---men working on their fish nets, children
swimming off the back porch, cock fights. A 100ft steel Vulcan War Bird
anchored so close to us that I was uncomfortable all night. All boats have
outriggers. There is a large Coast Guard boat nearby white with the red
stripe. It looks silly with outriggers. I had planned an extra day here but
there is not much to hold us and we will move on.