Life doesn’t always play by the rules. We’re still in Hervey Bay, despite having the perfect weather pattern to sail north, because we’re waiting for new rope that should have arrived on Friday (at the latest), but according to Australia Post’s tracking system is currently in Sydney! Bit of shame as it was trying to Continue reading
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Thanks to the Hervey Bay whales!
Sunrise photos with a difference!
The change of weather whipped through at about 9.30 last night complete with thunder, lightening and the patter of rain. In the space of an hour the Susan River went from a washing machine to a bath tub. In the middle of the line of storms I realised I could hear running water – inside Continue reading
Strong wind warning and stronger tides…
So apparently I slept like a log and Capt G was awake half the night listening to the wind! I can’t remember sleeping, but perhaps I did 🙂 Whatever the case we woke to a calmer sea but stronger winds. After a robust discussion about the merits of hiding from the forecast winds or staying Continue reading
Where was Hornblower when we needed him?
Lying in bed this morning we debated for five minutes whether we were listening to heavy dew or light rain dripping on the decks. It was still dark, but the only thing I could see through the hatch above us was the anchor light at the top of our mast. Where were the stars? Turns Continue reading
Chill out time
It was a leisurely day aboard Roobinesque. We went for paddle. We went for a walk and discussed the size of the dingo paw prints in the sand. The track from the campsite at Snout Point is well defined, but we can’t find any information on where it actually ends up. The campsite also doesn’t Continue reading
Crossing the Bar
Yesterday had a bit of everything. Sunrise was sublime and with only one other yacht anchored in the huge bay we felt as though we were a million miles from civilization. Then the dropping tide brought with it the revving of engines as Rainbow Beach turned into an eight-lane highway for dirt bikes and four-wheel Continue reading
Just hangin’ on the chain
A strong wind warning was still in place today so we stayed hangin’ on the anchor chain for the day, dancing in the wind and the tide. Funniest moment was GW hooking the rubber ducky with his lure in his attempts to catch dinner as we spun in a wild gust. (We ate pasta instead, Continue reading
Sécurité, sécurité, strong wind warning.
I knew that wind this morning was strong enough to blow a dog off its chain. We left the safety of Pelican Bay and headed north under storm sails – two handkerchiefs wouldn’t have looked out of place up our mast! Roo Bin Esque lifted her skirts and scooted along in the gusty winds and Continue reading