Natasza Caban, S/V Tanasza Polska Vila, Vanuatu to Port Moresby, Papua New Guinea Tuesday, 10/9/07 Light wind from the stern, I’m going 4 knots, the sun is shining, there are little clouds, small waves, my furler (the one I have repaired in Vanuatu) is working beautifully, my position at 1500 UCT is 13º 56’ S, 158º 44’ E I saw a ship. From the distance it did not appear to be very big. It was going in opposite direction but stopped by. My first thought was scary - what if they are pirates? So I nervously started to think about how to escape on TANASZA but frankly, with hardly any wind and a small engine I would not make more than 6 knots and there was no plan B, whatsoever. I switched my UHF on, just in case. It turned out to be a fishing boat. The Captain could not speak English, not that my Japanese is any good, but I counted on hearing words like "sashimi" - anyone can understand that, right? Commotion started. I looked through everything on Tanasza in...