We slipped out of The Great Sandy Strait marina before the sun had done more than warm the horizon. By the time we’d hoisted the sails the first kisses of sunlight glinted on Roobi’s rigging. It’s a time of day that always makes me smile.
With the wind forecast to be northerly we knew we’d have an uphill battle later in the day so we made good speed with the night breeze coming off the land for the first few hours. It all went downhill from there, but hey, we’re on the water and heading north.
Vessels returning from Hamilton Island race week were steaming south with spinnakers and headsails filled, doing twice the speed we were managing. Kind of made us envious, but then we know the south-easterlies are on their way and tomorrow will be a different day.
Mid-afternoon we tacked out from Bagara only to realise as we tacked back in again that we were going nowhere. Time for the motors and that meant time for the breadmaker… Let’s hope it tastes better than it looks!
Perhaps I have some way to go in the bread making department...
We’re in the Burnett River now, after arriving in the dark, and have anchored very close to where we spent almost a week when we did this trip two and a half years ago. About 20,000 words of Safe Harbour were written in this river and that’s why the setting for Darcy and Noah’s story was the Bundaberg region.
The wind shift is forecast for early morning so no doubt we’ll be awake before sunrise again. Tomorrow’s plan is to make 1770 or Pancake Creek. We’ll see… At least we’ll have fresh bread for breakfast!
Although a Bundy Rum wouldn’t go astray right now…
Our track is the green line and we were trying to get to the yellow circle...
Glorious sunset over Bagara with the smoke from a fire adding menace
They said hi back, Kerrie 🙂
Say hi to Darcy and Noah for me 🙂