Once I finally listened to all those that kept saying how ultra dangerous it was to sail at night in the Malaca strait. I pulled into a very large bay and anchored a full mile from shore.
Everything was fine till a squall came up. My anchor
began to drag, and about 100 Malaysian fishing
boats suddenly showed up all trying to race
into the same bay that was once empty. I had to stand there holding flashlights waving frantically at the boats so they would't hit me, restart the engine
, pull up anchor, and get out of dodge.
So much for being safer not sailing at night!