The Smalls and I spent the day (Tuesday 22 October 2019) pretending Jean’s house was ours. Washing clothes, baking a lemon and yoghurt cake and making chocolate chip biscuits. (Oh it is excellent to have an oven!) I diligently fried the many zucchini I’d bought on sale into fritters. Tidied our bedroom, had a bath, …
We’ve been in Coffs Harbour for over ten days, anchored out on the south side of the jetty because we’re too cheap to pay $380 a week at the marina. We literally can’t leave – despite having plane tickets to fly out of Sydney on September 14th. Why? The wind. It insists on blowing from …
M was very keen to head to Lady Musgrave. There will be no ‘but’ in this sentence – suffice to say, when he checks out what the weather is going to be doing, he looks at the wind and the swell, not the sun and predicted precipitation. Our second day at Lady Musgrave Island was …
I appear to be increasingly weather intolerant. As I type I can feel the slightest sprinkle of rain being blown through the hatch behind me which is opened less than an inch. It is as if some malevolent force has moved a pocket of weather from Melbourne and deposited it upon me. The past four …
The difficulties inherent in boat life are most apparent in inclement weather. For a while it is nice to be in a cosy cabin with a cup of tea and the rain pounding on the hatches, but after a while the positive aspects of my brain are flattened by a lack of sunlight and grey …
