I'm not sure how I formed the opinion that the Indonesian Government
had limited access - Even to Ambon for a time when there was internal troubles.
It's off the track from Darwin, but a visit to Aru Island was like a jump back in time to the stone age. The island is split in two by a deep, high side channel with only one village I recall
. They had a jetty of sorts, poles in the ground so steep we nearly touched our hull
on one side, and had heaps on the other. Most of the village came down and squatted, peered in our windows, and watched us eat. In the morning they "herded" a white lady towards us along the flats. We thought a missionary until we saw she was albino and thought it was time to go as their was quite a crowd and the lady seemed distressed. That would have been 1976 and we had our two sons on board, aged 5 and 6.