The low-pressure system we'd hoped would move on decided to stick around, ignoring the forecast. This meant some tactical maneuvering: hugging the coast whenever a lull in the wind allowed us to make progress. The Wessel Islands provided a safe haven for a couple of days, their anchorages offering excellent holding ground. Speaking of close calls, our neighbors in Darwin shared a chilling story from their own journey through the Java Sea. One pitch-black night, they spotted a strange blinking red light that they struggled to identify. It can be tricky on a moving platform like a yacht to track small blinking lights. Neither of them could understand what it was, and one of them, understandably cautious, pulled the engine controls into neutral while they tried to figure it out. They said literally immediately after the boat started slowing down, a wall of steel passed in front of them traveling at about 12 knots and disappeared into the darkness with no AIS or any other lights except...