Madagascar was an unintended stop, made to avoid severe weather, that turned out to be a highlite. We spent a few days in a remote anchorage protected by an uninhabited island. There was one local boat in the area when we arrived and they sailed up to us looking for alcohol. The next morning at 5AM there appeared to be 100 local fisherman in the anchorage, all on hand made outriggers with sails made from stitched together rice sacks. We took the dinghy over to the island we anchored off and got this pic of Painkiller in the anchorage.

After we dropped anchor this boat sailed up to us.

There was a language issue but eventually we realized they wanted alcohol, and when they realized we didn’t have any they sailed off, the helmsman trimming with his teeth.

We bought sardines from this fisherman who came right up to our swim steps.

This fisherman showed us a fish in the first seconds of the video, we motioned that we wanted it, so he wrapped up his sail and came to our boat, but something went wrong in the translation, and he sailed away before we could buy the fish.