26/04/2026
Charted seas, Uncharted moments: PIRATES IN THE INDIAN OCEAN.
Some dangers offshore are part of the job; Weather. Breakdowns. Fatigue. Bad watchkeeping. Human error.
You expect those. You prepare for them.
But some threats arrive differently — quietly, persistently, and with intent. We were delivering a 67ft Supercat catamaran from port Alfred Bay, South Africa, to Thailand. It was a serious Indian Ocean crossing. Big miles. Long stretches. Lean crew. No room for mistakes.
There were only two of us on board: Myself and my first mate Conrad Bennett. a lean crew changes everything.
On a fully crewed vessel, pressure is shared. There are more eyes on the horizon, more hands available, and more flexibility when something shifts. On a two-person delivery, there is no spare capacity. Fatigue hits harder. Watchkeeping becomes relentless. Every decision carries more weight, because nobody else is waiting in the wings.
By the time we were well into the Indian Ocean passage on the route toward Sri Lanka we were deep into the offshore rhythm — sail changes, engine checks, weather, routing, rest, repeat.
Just the boat, the sea, and the miles slipping by beneath the hulls.
Then, just after midnight, something changed. A contact appeared on the radar. At first, that was all it was — a vessel somewhere in the dark. But the longer I watched it, the less I liked what I was seeing!
Its movement didn’t make sense. Its track didn’t feel incidental.
It wasn’t crossing. It wasn’t passing. It was following.
That is a feeling anyone with enough sea time knows well — when instinct gets there before logic does. You don’t have proof yet.
You just feel the atmosphere change. The sea is still dark.
The boat is still moving. Nothing has happened.
But your mind is already calculating.
Distance.
Bearing.
Relative speed.
Visibility.
Options.
Intent.
And then the realisation lands: You are no longer just making a passage. You may be managing a threat.
At 030 hrs, the vessel increased speed and moved ahead of us.
At first light, I could see them on the horizon — and on the radar — making a beeline for us.
We were under sail, averaging around 6 knots with a large Code Zero up heading directly toward them. I started the engines as the gap began to close.
This is the part people never see in the glossy version of offshore life. No soundtrack. No cinematic build-up. No heroic speeches.
Just a hard, fast mental shift from seamanship to survival.
As they closed to within roughly 200 metres, I made the move.
I fell off the wind and pushed the boat hard — sail and engine together. The Supercat responded immediately. Our speed climbed to 15 knots.
They dropped in behind us, but they could only make around 9 knots. And that was the difference.
The boat lifted and ran. The gap started to open.
For about five minutes, they stayed with us in pursuit.
Then, slowly, they backed off. That was the encounter.
No boarding. No confrontation. No dramatic ending. But make no mistake — it was serious.
With only two people aboard, there was no room for hesitation, confusion, or theatrics. We both had to be fully switched on.
We changed our posture. We changed how we presented ourselves. We made sure we did not look uncertain, unaware, or easy prey.
Because moments like that often come down to one question:
Does this vessel look vulnerable
At sea, that question can become dangerous very quickly.
So the objective was never panic. It was never aggression.
It was never bravado. It was to make the wrong people doubt their read of us. To look alert. To look controlled. To look like a problem.
That matters.
Especially when there are only two of you aboard, deep into an Indian Ocean crossing, a long way from help. Those are the moments that define offshore command.
Not when everything is going smoothly. Not when the plan is working. But when the pattern breaks, the risk sharpens, and you have to make the right call quickly, calmly, and without noise.
That day, the real test wasn’t just boat handling. It was reading intent early. It was staying psychologically steady.
It was acting decisively before the situation could fully form.
Fortunately, we stayed ahead of it. We outsmarted the approach and got clear.
But it stayed with me. Because the greatest threat offshore is not always the sea and about 3 days later, a boat was found drifting out in the ocean with no crew aboard and all equipment removed.
Sometimes it is being watched by someone to decide whether you are weak. That passage reinforced something I have always believed.
Good seamanship is not just about sails, engines and navigation.
It is awareness. It is threat recognition. It is decision-making under pressure. It is the ability to project when the stakes suddenly change.
That delivery — to Thailand, crossing the Indian Ocean on a Supercat67 — was a reminder that the real offshore story begins where the tidy passage plan ends.
Because what happens between departure and safe arrival is often the part nobody talks about.
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