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
Tag: Writing
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
Mooloolaba to Double Island Point
Phew! What a day. The wind was up and down for the entire ten hours of sailing and as there were two other boats heading in the same direction apparently we needed to go even faster than usual! That necessitated multiple sail changes, jibes, sail trims, hand steering and earnest discussion. (We came second if Continue reading
Wednesday’s a washing day!
That strong wind warning persisted into today and may well be hanging around tomorrow as well. There was only one thing for it and that was have a day full of domestic chores. With an August westerly ripping through the sheets had dried in no time. Once Roobi was shipshape again it was down to Continue reading
Strong wind warning?
Being moored in the Brisbane River was so much more interesting than I thought it would be. We spent two nights at North Shore which is on the Comslie Reach of the river. Between the City Cats, the rowers, the trawler men, the aircraft, the Gateway Bridge and the pelicans I had plenty to line Continue reading
The Bridge, the Jewel and Celebrity Chefs.
We were up with the sparrows and dolphins to catch the rising tide up Brisbane River. The sunrise and moonset were gentle and golden. Motoring up the river brought back so many memories. I spent many hours as a child hanging around the river waiting for Dad’s ship to dock, endless hours running around oil Continue reading