The hotness. The island with two volcanoes. The flies…
weather
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Complacency Combust-a-Tron
“We’ve got a couple of choices,” said M, as we sat on the sand at Bayview yesterday afternoon. “The weather is pretty much going to be ballistic for the next week, which means we’ll have to stay in Pittwater, or…” “Or?” “Or we can leave early in the morning before the ballistic really kicks in […]
Yamba to Coffs Harbour
If Yamba hadn’t been getting hotter and more mosquitoey, it would have been harder to leave than it was. We had a final morning of Bush School in Iluka on the 13th of February and said goodbye to our friends – all of whom we hope to see again sometime before May. That day the […]
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Grey Gold Coast
Our first day here, anchored with 52 other boats in Bum’s Bay, was sunshiney and gorgeous. And then the past five days have brought an EPIC weather system that has included more rain than we have previously encountered, high winds (though we are well protected from them) and crazy seas. If I had organised a […]
Little victories.
I delight in the fact that Queensland does not have daylight saving. I do not delight in waking up with the sun at a quarter past five every morning, but I’m learning to cope. But today, even at that early hour, I could tell that the day was going to be a hot one. Fact: […]
City City City
Moored in Brisbane we are in a perfect position – to my right I can see the botanic gardens, to my left is a restaurant, the cliffs and a walkway. Each time we have stood in a city street and wondered where the library… the bookshop… the supermarket is, someone has stopped and asked if […]
Coffs Harbour to Yamba
Hand-steering, after a few months of relying on Hoo-Ray the Autopilot, was actually pretty cool. A bit more work, but much more concentration involved, and that felt good. M and I did shifts as we sailed the 35nm toward Yamba. The last time we went there was in July 2005. We are vigilant at all […]
Reality bites. Weather takes a downturn.
At 5.30pm today I was leaning over a fast running creek filling up a 10 litre bottle of water and rinsing a bucket of salty clothes. It was the first time that we had been able to leave the boat all day without getting soaked by rain or pummelled by hail. Here I am… All […]
Hobart to Gentleman’s Corner to Dover
This is my fellow early riser. The shoe-refusing waif that loves her one-on-one time in the mornings before the others are up. We head into the city to the supermarket and the library and she is so happy to be the sole object of my attention. Bunny always comes too… We left at midday, and […]
Canoe Bay to Port Arthur. I need port.
From an aesthetic point of view it was completely ridiculous to leave Canoe Bay. The solitude, the scenery, the protection from the weather… M actually confessed to feeling sad because he thought he had peaked too early in our adventure – would their be a better anchorage than this? However, mundane things such as food, […]