We are in the Arabian Sea. Awake to Maersk Kuantan on port. It's clear, the first such day since entering the Red Sea, so useful for pirates and not so good for us. Better to have additional protection from mist and waves. Much as usual on the bridge.
By afternoon, the sea state - and it's not easy to see so high above the water (and in low resolution photos) - is rough to very rough. This is bad for pirates and good for us, because, with small motorboats, it's difficult for boarding. However, an attack in worse conditions has occurred.
At 1500, we pass a westbound convoy of ten slow vessels, escorted by two warships. Large protected convoys such as this have not been seen since the Second World War. At twelve miles not a great picture, but like a newsreel of the Royal Canadian Navy in the Battle of the Atlantic. I confess to a slight tingle while watching from Amber's wheelhouse.
