Tucked in the top of Platypus Bay on the western shores of Fraser Island we found the humpback kindergarten today and the lessons seemed to be tail based. Whale calves the size of dolphins, closely chaperoned by their giant mothers and aunts, were learning the art of tail slamming, tail stands and graceful re-entries. Some Continue reading
Tag: Safe Harbour
Hurry up and wait…
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
Time to cast off again
What a busy couple of weeks we’ve had! Between Melbourne and the RWA Conference, watching the whales play in Hervey Bay, helping Captain Alana celebrate her wedding in Port Douglas, catching up with friends in Cairns (love playing with their menagerie of animals) and getting the good news from the accountant in Cairns that the Continue reading
Brisbane’s all grown up
After four weeks of being of no-fixed abode it felt a little weird flying back into Brisbane yesterday and realising it’s not home anymore. I found myself looking at it through a slightly different lens as I drove around and ticked off the jobs I needed to do. I’d booked a hotel down at Kangaroo Continue reading
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
A bit of this and a bit of that
Once I’d watched the sun rise this morning, we decided to look for an anchorage further north towards the start of the Sheridan Flats, an area in the Sandy Strait which needs to be crossed at high or rising tide, to give us a good start tomorrow. There were a couple of places that looked 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