Above the shifting eucalyptus there is boundless blue. I peg the washing out. Clothes and tea towels are clean. Clean. The kind of clean only achieved by a two hour front loader wash cycle. Clothes are generally washed in suspect coin laundries – maximum cycle time: 34 minutes, if you’re lucky. The alternative is submersion […]
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Brisbane
A brief stopover in Brisbane was what was planned – long enough to catch up with the Almost-Bus-Dwelling-Cousin and get a sail fixed. However, the aforementioned cousin texted me just after we’d gone over the Wide Bay bar – there was some work for me in Brisbane – so 24 hours later, we were motor […]
Black sand, hot river, a search party and an interesting ride home.
Our second last day on Tanna. Over on the other side of the bay was not somewhere I had been – a beach of coral and sand, with a restaurant hut 100 metres from the shoreline. Although we’d previously decided we wouldn’t need a guide to walk to the John Frum village the next bay […]
Catching up. And I need a holiday.
In circumstances such as this – when I have neglected the blog for an unreasonable amount of time – it is easiest to do two things. 1) Write in point form 2) Include lots of photos as evidence of busyness Thus; • after the Isle of Pines we spent some quality time in Baie du […]
Pittwater Guests
On the second last day of February I recieved a text message from one half of some of our BEST FRIENDS EVER. He asked how long we planned to be in Sydney, and were we sailing any further south. I said ‘about four weeks or so’ and ‘no’. By the end of that day we […]
Visitations from relations… Zoe turns ten.
The Mothership and T returned to Bella Luna for a repeat performance in early January. I think they were slightly disappointed there was no sailing involved in their boat-stay, but the weather was a bit dodgy and we are kind of stuck between the Yamba bar and the Harwood Bridge. An hour before their arrival […]
Z-Mow’s cousin comes to stay.
Poor Small Z has been struggling with the fact that Z-Mow is really gone. We hoped so much she would somehow magically reappear; rescued from a lost and found or discovered hiding out in an op-shop. I had (in retrospect) suggested I could make her another cat far too early in the piece. She had […]
Yeppoon – Cape Capricorn – Lady Musgrave – 1770 – Bundaberg: the Mothership and T sign on for a week at sea.
After returning from flitting around the globe, the Mothership and T were keen to go and stay with friends of theirs who have a holiday house in Bargara (hi Kaye!)- right near Bundaberg. The Mothership had nana-yearning to see Small DB for her seventh birthday… By the time we were on Middle Percy Island M […]
Further adventures with the Mothership & T
This post could have started in many different ways – but right at this moment M and I are suffused with and beguiled by serenity. The Smalls are ashore in a motel with the Mothership and T – we got back aboard half an hour ago, walked in, both inhaled the lack of questions, bickering […]
Tweed Heads to Moreton Island
Not until half an hour before we dropped anchor did we know for sure that we would make it to Moreton Island. We wouldn’t have been so keen to stop there if my cousin (who until a year or so ago, lived with her family in the lighthouse accommodation there) hadn’t been there on a […]