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Cruising articles previously published in Asian Marine:
| Krabi and Phang Nga: Cruising The Hong |
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We first heard this word �hong� from a cruising friend two years ago. We were sailing north towards the West Coast of Thailand for the first time. �Don�t miss the hong at Koh Muk,� he�d said and marked our chart with a cross on the west coast of a small island half way between Langkawi and Phuket. �What�s a hong?� we�d asked. �The word is Thai for �room.� You�ll see why when you get there,� was the only explanation. �Take your dinghy at mid to low tide and head for the mooring buoy. You�ll see a cave entrance at water level. Go in and follow the tunnel through.� Well, that certainly stirred our curiosity. Koh Muk was put on the itinerary. (with illustrations, photos and text by Bridget O'Loughlin. |

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| Whitsundays, Australia�s Top Cruising Destination |
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The cruising grounds for the yachts are the world renown Whitsunday Islands just off the Queensland coast on Latitude 20� south. The Whitsundays consist of more than one hundred islands and islets, and are all part of an unspoiled World Heritage Marine Park. The base for the fleet is Able Point Marina at Airlie Beach, a 12-hour drive north of Brisbane or an 8-hour drive south of Cairns. The closest airport is at Proserpine, 20 minutes away � or out in the islands at Hamilton, where there is a transfer to Airlie. by Phil Vidal. |

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| Pangkor & Lumut: Malaysia's best kept cruising secret | |
It was February 1879 and dusk was falling over the Dindings - or Pangkor Island group, as it is known today. A motor launch had just dropped anchor in the lee of the main island, and on board, an intrepid traveler and writer, Englishwoman Isabella Bird, penned these lines:
�The sun was low and the great heat past, the breeze had died away, and in the dewy stillness the largest of the islands looked unspeakably lovely as it lay in the golden light between us and the sun, forest-covered to its steep summit, its rocky promontories running out into calm, deep, green water, and forming almost landlocked bays, margined by shores of white coral sand backed by dense groves of coco-palms whose curving shadows lay dark upon the glassy sea... Peace brooded over the quiet shores, heavy aromatic odours of night-blooming plants wrapped us round, the sun sank suddenly, the air became cool, it was a dream of tropic beauty.� (with illustrations, photos and text by Bridget O'Loughlin. |

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