No private islands or luxury resorts here, in Derawan it’s rustic chalets built under the trees on the seashore, tasty home-cooking, Bintang beer, locally-grown pineapples, papayas, coconuts and mangoes, sand between your toes and no reason to dress up because all you ever need is beach clothes and flip flops.
This remote place (the kind you seldom hear about and never see) has one of the scariest entrances we have ever sailed into.
It seems we have a few boat repairs ahead of us in this beautiful, tropical paradise. Nothing new there, then!
We hoped the next destination would make the hard slog since leaving Sabah worth all the effort. Just one more anchorage before we get there…