2 June to 4 June 08- Crossing the Gulf of Carpentaria
We left Seisia at 7.30 with a forecast of 15-20 knots southeast. Well, the first day and night we experienced only a 10 knot breeze so we motored a few hours. At times the tide slowed us down and the seas got confused. It was hot during the night, clouds blanketed out the stars and there was no moon anyway. The breeze picked up on the third day and we were glad to arrive in Gove harbour near the aboriginal town of Nhulunbuy. Our crossing seemed to be quite easy, although it did not feel that way.
Gove/Nhulunbuy
A very clean and friendly town. We hitched a ride into town and did some shopping. A phone call to our daughter revealed some relatives of her boyfriend and we managed to get hold of some very lovely people who took us out to the golf club for dinner. Small world! They even drove us to the service station with our jerry cans. Perkins wharf would only fill boat tanks and were booked out for the next four days.
The Gove Yacht Club is still operating, although it is more a pub than a yacht club. The food is good and beer is cold. It was nice to sit outside the club and chat to fellow cruisers. Laundry and hot shower were a bonus. Beware of the sandflies!
7 June to 10 June
We left Gove at lunchtime only to make it to Elisabeth Bay, 27 miles to the north. At Cape Wilberforce we experienced some turbulent water where two different currents meet. We were glad to make it through the passage between the cape and the little island next to it. Soon we anchored in a beautiful, calm bay to enjoy a sunset on the catamaran “Spindrift” in the company of Barry, Silvia and Phil. Off early the next day for a 34 mile run to Guruliya Bay on Raragala Island, which is part of the Wessel Islands. We needed to go through the “Hole in the Wall” just after high tide. Our timing was perfect and we went trough the 64 meter wide and 2 mile long passage with 2-3 knots current, slow enough to enjoy the beautiful scenery. Anchored just 6 miles south of the H.i.t.W. we had enough time to go ashore and explore nature.
Next day a 39 mile sail in fresh wind took us to Refuge Bay on Elcho Island. Again some turbulences around Stevens Island made us wish we were there at a slack tide. Michael took lots of photos of “Spindrift” sailing past us right in the middle of the wild water while I tried to control Jemimah and got washed by a wave from behind. Refuge Bay is a large bay and we needed to go right down 2 miles against the wind to find protection. For the first time since leaving Gove we saw people on the beach. The next day “Jemimah” left before “Spindrift” for the short trip to Galiwin’ku, 25 miles further south on Elcho Is. “Spindrift” finally caught up as we were near the anchorage. We did not see the crocodile next to us as we were approaching the anchorage.
Galiwin’ku is a “Dry” community. Visitors are welcome and we were greeted by a bunch of happy children who were splashing in shallow water. They hopped into ”Spindrifts” dinghy and wanted a ride first. We were greeted by many people walking past us and shown the way to the supermarket. From the outside it looked like a shed but the inside was fully air-conditioned and very well stocked but expensive. Unfortunately the art centre only opens Sundays. We were surprised to find the Internet on Board worked due to a Telstra G3 tower on the Island. We were also warned that the petrol in the dinghi may disappear. But there were no problems, and we are glad that we visited.
Maybe we even get to see a crocodile on our way to Darwin!
On another note, please feel free to add your comments to the blog. We are not really sure if anybody reads this. Hello, anyone out there?
Until next time, take care!
Rosi & Mike
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Saturday, May 31, 2008
Around the Top
Sunday 18 May
A slow sail got us from Cairns to the Low Isles along some of the most beautiful coastal scenery. Surprisingly we found 9 yachts at anchor. Half of them were on the Darwin/Kupang Rally list. The fridge is still working ok, but we noticed some issues with our house batteries. It seems we will have to do something about them before we leave Australia.
Monday 19 May
We left just before sunrise for Hope Island and soon were followed by all others and quickly overtaken by some. This time we took a little pass between the two neighbouring reefs arriving at low tide. It was easy to find our way into the half lagoon dodging some coral heads. At high tide of course the sandbanks and reef were no longer exposed and we put up with the chop.
Tuesday 20 May – Thursday 22 May
This was probably our best sailing so far. Both sails up, beam reach, around 14 knots wind. No wonder we averaged 6 knots. But we still arrived at Lizard Island after dark, due to our late start. We wanted enough sunlight to see all potential coral hazards on our way out of Hope Island. On our way we easily passed the boat that passed us late the day before. When we talked to him later, his comment was “you left us for dead”. I couldn’t have put it nicer myself. 10 miles before Lizard a Securetay call came through about some kind of bombing exercise taking place within 5 miles of Lizard. Soon an Australian Warship past us and we watched some nice display of bombing taken place northwest of us.
The following morning, we moved a bit closer to the beach. Arriving at night make us just a little bit more careful, and we stayed out further than normal. About a dozen boats were anchored here. We were just contemplating what to do on this beautiful day when a dinghy came past, informing us that a group of cruisers would walk to Coconut Beach at nine. Would we like to come? Of course we would!
It was a nice walk with a lot of nice people, and we talked all the way. When I thought we had reached our destination, the fun really started. We had to climb over a rather steep ridge, and the other side looked like bare rock. But there was a way, and for the steepest part there were some ropes to hang on to. In our rush to join the group, I had packed the wine instead of the water. The white shiraz in a spring water bottle looks the same as water mixed with Ribina. But others shared theirs, so we survived without getting drunk.
The beach really had coconut trees, and provided the usual scenery of windward beaches: Beautiful sand, and rubbish at the high water mark. Plastic bottles, thongs (never a matching pair), even a plastic chair. The children in the group found some Nautilus shells, more items for the on-board collection. Some people opened coconuts to taste, even some green ones for the milk (very nice) and the soft flesh. We were back at the boat about 2pm.
Drinks on the beach, and more talk about issues and future plans. This was a very pleasant day. Our plan was to scale Cook’s Look on the following day, this time we took water, and we needed it. It was close to two hours up a rather steep hill, and from our heart rate we could tell that our fitness has suffered considerably. But it was worth it, and we wrote our names in the book at the summit. We met some people who stayed at the resort, younger and fitter than us. The way down was a lot easier, and we finally saw a goanna. It was Lizard Island after all. On the last rock, I slipped, and the Admiral called out in German: “Not on the last few metres!”. This resulted in a couple sitting on the beach addressing us in German. Well, you never know who you meet.
We also had to sample the reef, but we were rather too exhausted. Our snorkelling lasted only for an hour, mainly to cool us down after the walk. Drinks on the beach, more talk, and temporary good-byes to those who chose to stay a bit longer.
Friday 23 May
A long and mostly uninteresting sail (72 miles) past Cape Melville to Bathurst Bay, only interrupted by our first significant fishing success. We caught a Spanish Mackerel on a trolling lure. It was just over legal size (75 cm). The fish landed in the cockpit, leapt and fought with great agility trying to spit out the lure. All between my feet. Within seconds there was blood all over and the fish was still well alive. I realised the autopilot wasn’t even switched on. So I climbed on top of the bench and continued steering while Mike killed our dinner. The slaughter and filleting made an ever bigger mess and it took Mike over one hour to clean up. But the fish was excellent tasting and very fresh of course.
Saturday 24 May
Another long sail (75 miles) with arrival at Morris Island, a coral reef with a tiny cay on it, after dark. The wind freshened during the late afternoon to over 20 knots, and we had a beam swell. It was not pleasant and very tiring. The only remarkable event was the attack of the flying fish. We saw some jumping (flying) about 4m high and 10m in distance. One of them attacked me, but was foiled by the lifeline. Three scales marked the spot where contact was made. Now I know why we need the lifelines!
When we arrived, there were already another three boats anchored, and that helped us to find a protected spot. We skipped dinner and went straight to bed, we were just exhausted.
Sunday 25 May – Friday 30 May
The forecast does not sound nice, there is a strong wind warning for Torres Straight to Cooktown. We decided to move a bit closer to the next destination and sailed 20 miles to Night Island. This is also protected from East and Southeast winds, so we should have another peaceful night. The wind appears to calm down in the mornings, and freshens by mid-morning and easing of at late afternoon. So behind Night Is we stayed 2 nights (hence the name). We are considering to ignore the forecast and sail short legs of about 40 miles. This should get us to Portland Roads tomorrow, and Cape Grenville the day after. Hopefully then the forecast will be less than the current 25-30 knots.
Well, it was again 20-25 knots, and we moved to Portland Roads. It consists of a handful of houses and a telephone box. I took my change, and all was fine until I tried to speak. The microphone did not work, and my dollar stayed in there as well. We did not even see one crocodile, although there was an interesting warning sign. It said basically that launching a dinghy is close to suicide. The Admiral was rather worried. I talked to another cruiser, and he confirmed that he had seen crocodiles on the beach where we had parked our dinghy. Another close shave for us!
The sail to Margaret Bay was fast and uncomfortable. Gusts got up to 30 knots, and that makes it hard not to spill the drink. But we are another 45 miles closer to the top.
Our next stop was Bushy Islet, due to the fact that we could not make it to the Escape river before dark. For the first time we felt the outgoing tide to be a disadvantage. When we got there at low tide a was very calm but soon the big sandbank disappeared and the rolling started. The good thing is that we are now less than 40 Miles from Cape York, and tomorrow we will leave the Coral Sea behind us.
Saturday 31 May and 1st June
Off at sunrise we sailed slowly in light winds. Outgoing tide slowing us again. But that was ok because we needed to get to the Albany Passage not before low tide. According to the cruising guide it should be at 2 pm. We were spot on getting there after catching a spotty Mackerel to slowly make our way through pushing 3 knots tide. But the good thing was we could enjoy the scenery a bit longer. One comment was “This passage is nicer than Nara Inlets. 2nd after Hinchinbrook Channel”. Due to the tide being wrong that afternoon we anchored around the corner 3 miles short of Cape York. We were just sitting down with a coffee when the AIS receiver went off with the message: Dangerous vessel approaching. We pressed the button and saw a red triangle racing through the passage. Soon another Navy ship went past us within 0,3 of a mile and we had this beautiful place all for ourselves. On Sunday morning we had the tide in our favour and left with a very light breeze. So we were pushed by the tide around Australia under a cloudless sky. After rounding the breeze picked up a little and the tide picked up a lot. Soon we were doing nearly 12 knots speed over ground. So we zipped past Possession Island before we could even see it properly. High tide got us into Seisia. Nice palm fringed beaches. Turquoise water and a very hot day.(32 degree). If it weren’t for the crocodiles, a swim would be on the menu.
The weather forecast for the crossing of the Gulf looks good. The winds should be light due to the high being slow.
I’m not sure about internet access in Gove. We’ll update again when we get an opportunity.
Until then
Take care
Rosi & Mike
A slow sail got us from Cairns to the Low Isles along some of the most beautiful coastal scenery. Surprisingly we found 9 yachts at anchor. Half of them were on the Darwin/Kupang Rally list. The fridge is still working ok, but we noticed some issues with our house batteries. It seems we will have to do something about them before we leave Australia.
Monday 19 May
We left just before sunrise for Hope Island and soon were followed by all others and quickly overtaken by some. This time we took a little pass between the two neighbouring reefs arriving at low tide. It was easy to find our way into the half lagoon dodging some coral heads. At high tide of course the sandbanks and reef were no longer exposed and we put up with the chop.
Tuesday 20 May – Thursday 22 May
This was probably our best sailing so far. Both sails up, beam reach, around 14 knots wind. No wonder we averaged 6 knots. But we still arrived at Lizard Island after dark, due to our late start. We wanted enough sunlight to see all potential coral hazards on our way out of Hope Island. On our way we easily passed the boat that passed us late the day before. When we talked to him later, his comment was “you left us for dead”. I couldn’t have put it nicer myself. 10 miles before Lizard a Securetay call came through about some kind of bombing exercise taking place within 5 miles of Lizard. Soon an Australian Warship past us and we watched some nice display of bombing taken place northwest of us.
The following morning, we moved a bit closer to the beach. Arriving at night make us just a little bit more careful, and we stayed out further than normal. About a dozen boats were anchored here. We were just contemplating what to do on this beautiful day when a dinghy came past, informing us that a group of cruisers would walk to Coconut Beach at nine. Would we like to come? Of course we would!
It was a nice walk with a lot of nice people, and we talked all the way. When I thought we had reached our destination, the fun really started. We had to climb over a rather steep ridge, and the other side looked like bare rock. But there was a way, and for the steepest part there were some ropes to hang on to. In our rush to join the group, I had packed the wine instead of the water. The white shiraz in a spring water bottle looks the same as water mixed with Ribina. But others shared theirs, so we survived without getting drunk.
The beach really had coconut trees, and provided the usual scenery of windward beaches: Beautiful sand, and rubbish at the high water mark. Plastic bottles, thongs (never a matching pair), even a plastic chair. The children in the group found some Nautilus shells, more items for the on-board collection. Some people opened coconuts to taste, even some green ones for the milk (very nice) and the soft flesh. We were back at the boat about 2pm.
Drinks on the beach, and more talk about issues and future plans. This was a very pleasant day. Our plan was to scale Cook’s Look on the following day, this time we took water, and we needed it. It was close to two hours up a rather steep hill, and from our heart rate we could tell that our fitness has suffered considerably. But it was worth it, and we wrote our names in the book at the summit. We met some people who stayed at the resort, younger and fitter than us. The way down was a lot easier, and we finally saw a goanna. It was Lizard Island after all. On the last rock, I slipped, and the Admiral called out in German: “Not on the last few metres!”. This resulted in a couple sitting on the beach addressing us in German. Well, you never know who you meet.
We also had to sample the reef, but we were rather too exhausted. Our snorkelling lasted only for an hour, mainly to cool us down after the walk. Drinks on the beach, more talk, and temporary good-byes to those who chose to stay a bit longer.
Friday 23 May
A long and mostly uninteresting sail (72 miles) past Cape Melville to Bathurst Bay, only interrupted by our first significant fishing success. We caught a Spanish Mackerel on a trolling lure. It was just over legal size (75 cm). The fish landed in the cockpit, leapt and fought with great agility trying to spit out the lure. All between my feet. Within seconds there was blood all over and the fish was still well alive. I realised the autopilot wasn’t even switched on. So I climbed on top of the bench and continued steering while Mike killed our dinner. The slaughter and filleting made an ever bigger mess and it took Mike over one hour to clean up. But the fish was excellent tasting and very fresh of course.
Saturday 24 May
Another long sail (75 miles) with arrival at Morris Island, a coral reef with a tiny cay on it, after dark. The wind freshened during the late afternoon to over 20 knots, and we had a beam swell. It was not pleasant and very tiring. The only remarkable event was the attack of the flying fish. We saw some jumping (flying) about 4m high and 10m in distance. One of them attacked me, but was foiled by the lifeline. Three scales marked the spot where contact was made. Now I know why we need the lifelines!
When we arrived, there were already another three boats anchored, and that helped us to find a protected spot. We skipped dinner and went straight to bed, we were just exhausted.
Sunday 25 May – Friday 30 May
The forecast does not sound nice, there is a strong wind warning for Torres Straight to Cooktown. We decided to move a bit closer to the next destination and sailed 20 miles to Night Island. This is also protected from East and Southeast winds, so we should have another peaceful night. The wind appears to calm down in the mornings, and freshens by mid-morning and easing of at late afternoon. So behind Night Is we stayed 2 nights (hence the name). We are considering to ignore the forecast and sail short legs of about 40 miles. This should get us to Portland Roads tomorrow, and Cape Grenville the day after. Hopefully then the forecast will be less than the current 25-30 knots.
Well, it was again 20-25 knots, and we moved to Portland Roads. It consists of a handful of houses and a telephone box. I took my change, and all was fine until I tried to speak. The microphone did not work, and my dollar stayed in there as well. We did not even see one crocodile, although there was an interesting warning sign. It said basically that launching a dinghy is close to suicide. The Admiral was rather worried. I talked to another cruiser, and he confirmed that he had seen crocodiles on the beach where we had parked our dinghy. Another close shave for us!
The sail to Margaret Bay was fast and uncomfortable. Gusts got up to 30 knots, and that makes it hard not to spill the drink. But we are another 45 miles closer to the top.
Our next stop was Bushy Islet, due to the fact that we could not make it to the Escape river before dark. For the first time we felt the outgoing tide to be a disadvantage. When we got there at low tide a was very calm but soon the big sandbank disappeared and the rolling started. The good thing is that we are now less than 40 Miles from Cape York, and tomorrow we will leave the Coral Sea behind us.
Saturday 31 May and 1st June
Off at sunrise we sailed slowly in light winds. Outgoing tide slowing us again. But that was ok because we needed to get to the Albany Passage not before low tide. According to the cruising guide it should be at 2 pm. We were spot on getting there after catching a spotty Mackerel to slowly make our way through pushing 3 knots tide. But the good thing was we could enjoy the scenery a bit longer. One comment was “This passage is nicer than Nara Inlets. 2nd after Hinchinbrook Channel”. Due to the tide being wrong that afternoon we anchored around the corner 3 miles short of Cape York. We were just sitting down with a coffee when the AIS receiver went off with the message: Dangerous vessel approaching. We pressed the button and saw a red triangle racing through the passage. Soon another Navy ship went past us within 0,3 of a mile and we had this beautiful place all for ourselves. On Sunday morning we had the tide in our favour and left with a very light breeze. So we were pushed by the tide around Australia under a cloudless sky. After rounding the breeze picked up a little and the tide picked up a lot. Soon we were doing nearly 12 knots speed over ground. So we zipped past Possession Island before we could even see it properly. High tide got us into Seisia. Nice palm fringed beaches. Turquoise water and a very hot day.(32 degree). If it weren’t for the crocodiles, a swim would be on the menu.
The weather forecast for the crossing of the Gulf looks good. The winds should be light due to the high being slow.
I’m not sure about internet access in Gove. We’ll update again when we get an opportunity.
Until then
Take care
Rosi & Mike
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Townsville to Cairns
Wednesday 14 May
Finally everything seems to be ok. The mechanic worked until 7pm last night, and the fridge is cooling again. The Admiral did the shopping while he worked, and we are ready for the trip to Cairns. At first light (5:30 am) we left Townsville for Hinchinbrook, and made it to Haycock Island in the channel by 5pm. This is a very nice and calm anchorage, like being on a lake.
At 4:37 pm on that day, Alex (third grandchild, first grandson) was born. A good reason to invite the other boats in the anchorage (Mishiwa, Sahula, Kayitsiz) over for drinks and nibblies. Nice to celebrate in such an impressive environment.
Thursday 15 May
A short trip got us through the channel to Dunk Island. The clouds over Hinchinbrook were below the peaks, it was like a different world. We should have more time, maybe on our next trip. We walked around Dunk Island to find the Artists Gallery, but all appeared to be gone after cyclone Larry. No artists, nothing on display. We walked on to Coconut Beach, and we really found coconuts. We took one back to the boat, it seemed ok. The proof will be later when we open it completely.
There were two other boats at Dunk, from Sweden and Norway. The first one is going via Broome to South Africa, the other one to Indonesia.
Friday 16 May
A long trip from Dunk Island to Fitzroy Island. We used the MPS all the way, but if there is not enough wind, we are slow. The two other boats were rather fast, about a knot more than us. We found our way into the anchorage just after dark without problems, there was also a nice moon to help us. It was good to have leftovers from the previous day for dinner, that made the cooking fast and easy.
Saturday 17 May
As there is no wind, we have to motor into Cairns. We decided after much deliberation and consultation to go into Marlin Marina in Cairns, and that was a good thing. The marina charged $37.52 for the night (cheaper than all the others so far), and is right in the heart of the city. On our first shopping expedition we found Rusty’s Market, with lots of fruit and vegie stalls. All fresh and cheap, it was unbelievable. There is no such market in Brisbane. We will live very healthy for the next month if we eat all that. On top of that, we found a Woolies for the rest of the provisions. We again bought lots.
On board, we tried to stow it all away. We definitely would be lost without the second fridge, everything is packed to the rim. A second walk got us some beer and wine. Then, after a refreshing shower, we went out to sample the city nightlife. Who knows when we can do that again. We found a nice Thai restaurant, which claimed to have the best Thai food in town. We believe anything when we are hungry. The food was very nice, and we then walked through the night markets for a Sarong and ice cream.
We heard on the news about violent storms and strong winds in Brisbane. Well, we have about 5-10 knots here, and the same change is predicted at 15-20 knots here. Things are a bit slower up here.
We enjoyed our stay in Cairns. The marina is close to everything, lots of things to see and do. It has a touch of Gold Coast with everything for the tourist, but much nicer than Airlie. Probably worth another two days if we had the time.
The next weeks will take us away from civilisation. We plan to give Port Douglas and Cooktown a miss, so the next town may be Bamaga, Gove, or Darwin. There will be some phone coverage, but I have my doubts about internet. Our next entry may be a while.
Take Care
Rosi & Mike
JEMIMAH
Finally everything seems to be ok. The mechanic worked until 7pm last night, and the fridge is cooling again. The Admiral did the shopping while he worked, and we are ready for the trip to Cairns. At first light (5:30 am) we left Townsville for Hinchinbrook, and made it to Haycock Island in the channel by 5pm. This is a very nice and calm anchorage, like being on a lake.
At 4:37 pm on that day, Alex (third grandchild, first grandson) was born. A good reason to invite the other boats in the anchorage (Mishiwa, Sahula, Kayitsiz) over for drinks and nibblies. Nice to celebrate in such an impressive environment.
Thursday 15 May
A short trip got us through the channel to Dunk Island. The clouds over Hinchinbrook were below the peaks, it was like a different world. We should have more time, maybe on our next trip. We walked around Dunk Island to find the Artists Gallery, but all appeared to be gone after cyclone Larry. No artists, nothing on display. We walked on to Coconut Beach, and we really found coconuts. We took one back to the boat, it seemed ok. The proof will be later when we open it completely.
There were two other boats at Dunk, from Sweden and Norway. The first one is going via Broome to South Africa, the other one to Indonesia.
Friday 16 May
A long trip from Dunk Island to Fitzroy Island. We used the MPS all the way, but if there is not enough wind, we are slow. The two other boats were rather fast, about a knot more than us. We found our way into the anchorage just after dark without problems, there was also a nice moon to help us. It was good to have leftovers from the previous day for dinner, that made the cooking fast and easy.
Saturday 17 May
As there is no wind, we have to motor into Cairns. We decided after much deliberation and consultation to go into Marlin Marina in Cairns, and that was a good thing. The marina charged $37.52 for the night (cheaper than all the others so far), and is right in the heart of the city. On our first shopping expedition we found Rusty’s Market, with lots of fruit and vegie stalls. All fresh and cheap, it was unbelievable. There is no such market in Brisbane. We will live very healthy for the next month if we eat all that. On top of that, we found a Woolies for the rest of the provisions. We again bought lots.
On board, we tried to stow it all away. We definitely would be lost without the second fridge, everything is packed to the rim. A second walk got us some beer and wine. Then, after a refreshing shower, we went out to sample the city nightlife. Who knows when we can do that again. We found a nice Thai restaurant, which claimed to have the best Thai food in town. We believe anything when we are hungry. The food was very nice, and we then walked through the night markets for a Sarong and ice cream.
We heard on the news about violent storms and strong winds in Brisbane. Well, we have about 5-10 knots here, and the same change is predicted at 15-20 knots here. Things are a bit slower up here.
We enjoyed our stay in Cairns. The marina is close to everything, lots of things to see and do. It has a touch of Gold Coast with everything for the tourist, but much nicer than Airlie. Probably worth another two days if we had the time.
The next weeks will take us away from civilisation. We plan to give Port Douglas and Cooktown a miss, so the next town may be Bamaga, Gove, or Darwin. There will be some phone coverage, but I have my doubts about internet. Our next entry may be a while.
Take Care
Rosi & Mike
JEMIMAH
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Waiting in Townsville
Wednesday 30 April to Friday 2 May
The winds are back with 15-20 knots southeast and we left at high tide in the morning. Luckily it was not low tide, we would not have been able to back out of our berth. It took as 3 easy day sails to Townsville, sailing through the Gloucester passage and stopping in the afternoons at Cape Edgecumbe and Cape Upstart .
Townsville 3 May to 13 May
We managed to find a fridge mechanic (apparently the is only one in town who knows his job). Unfortunately he was in Brisbane when we rang so we had to wait for him to return to Townsville and wait another day for the spare part to arrive from Brisbane as well. In the meantime we explored the city with visits to the museums and long walks along the strand esplanade. We met up with our German friends who migrated to Australia only one year ago. Its nice so see them settled and happy in their new country. For 3 days we escaped to beautiful Magnetic Island where we met a few boats all part of the rally.
It is no good when things break down. If we have that many difficulties here in Australia to have something rather simple fixed, how will it be further on? This will be one of the great challenges ahead. On we go!
Take Care
Rosi & Mike
JEMIMAH
The winds are back with 15-20 knots southeast and we left at high tide in the morning. Luckily it was not low tide, we would not have been able to back out of our berth. It took as 3 easy day sails to Townsville, sailing through the Gloucester passage and stopping in the afternoons at Cape Edgecumbe and Cape Upstart .
Townsville 3 May to 13 May
We managed to find a fridge mechanic (apparently the is only one in town who knows his job). Unfortunately he was in Brisbane when we rang so we had to wait for him to return to Townsville and wait another day for the spare part to arrive from Brisbane as well. In the meantime we explored the city with visits to the museums and long walks along the strand esplanade. We met up with our German friends who migrated to Australia only one year ago. Its nice so see them settled and happy in their new country. For 3 days we escaped to beautiful Magnetic Island where we met a few boats all part of the rally.
It is no good when things break down. If we have that many difficulties here in Australia to have something rather simple fixed, how will it be further on? This will be one of the great challenges ahead. On we go!
Take Care
Rosi & Mike
JEMIMAH
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Whitsunday Holidays
Thursday 24 April
Some steady motoring got us through Fitzalan and Solway Passages to Whitehaven. We are still not used to how close all those things are. Just five hours from Airlie to the other end of the Whitsundays!
The first thing we noticed were the turtles. There seemed to be lots of them, all trying to find out who exactly was in that red boat. The beach itself was quite nice, although I thought the sand at Lake McKenzie on Fraser is even whiter. The weather was not favourable for sailing, but we rested comfortably at anchor. The forecast for the next few days is for North-Easterlies at two knots, gusting to three. This enables us to stay in exposed anchorages without any worries.
Friday 25 April
The Admiral’s birthday, and the fine weather was quite appropriate for the occasion. We were also out of telephone and internet range. All those phone calls and emails have to wait until the weekend brings us closer to civilisation.
After a short beach walk, we continued on to Border Island for snorkelling. Fortunately we were able to grab one of the reef protection moorings. We have our wetsuits for stinger protection, and also for warmth. After all, the water only has 25 degrees.
Then the first mishap occurred: The Admiral lost her footing on entering the dinghy, slipped, and as she held on to the lifeline, hurt her shoulder. This took her out of action for the day. Not nice!
The second mishap was that our fridge felt a certain lack of gas, and decided to run continuously in a vain attempt to maintain the required temperature. Fortunately the bottle of bubbly was cold enough to make the celebration memorable. By that time we had reached a mooring at Manta Ray Bay, at the top of Hook Island. The fish were plentiful and enjoyed our bread, among them a rather large Maori Wrasse. The calm conditions enabled us to stay the night at the mooring.
Cooking that night was also interesting, me being the Admiral’s right hand. Nothing new really, but I learnt a lot that night. Maybe one day I can also create such a lovely dinner.
Saturday 26 April
There was still a lot of snorkelling to be done. The Admiral was restricted to fish feeding duty from the cockpit; her right wing was not yet good enough. I hope I’ll manage to post those photos!
Next door to Manta Ray Bay is Pinnacle Bay, also with coral and fish. It is strange to hear the sound of fish feeding off the coral, I could hear how hard it is. Over lunch we motored over to Hayman, to Blue Pearl Bay. Another mooring, and another very calm night. I did snorkel around the whole bay, and there were plenty of fish and coral. I am rather exhausted from all that hard work.
Sunday 27 April
We left early for a short motor to Langford Reef were we used one of the reef protection buoys again. Anchoring in 5 meters of water over the reef we could already see all the beautiful corals and fish from the cockpit. We both snorkelled for hours (the Admiral with one arm and going a bit in circles). Unfortunately we had to vacate our mooring after 2 hours and continued to Nara Inlet at Hook Island.
Nara is very spectacular. We ventured right to the end near a waterfall (no water coming down at all) and were the only boat in this magnificent fjord. We found the small beach and the track to the aboriginal caves and continued the track a bit further to a lookout where we could see JEMIMAH. Later on Nara Inlet filled with lots of boat including a cruise ship.
Monday 28 April
A nonworking fridge meant we had to find a mechanic so we motored back to Arlie via South Molle Island (still only 2 knots gusting to 3) where we anchored in Bauer Bay and went ashore. The resort looked deserted. South Molle Is is a national park with excellent walking tracks. The walk up to Spion Kop was worth the effort and we had a packed lunch at the observation deck overlooking the Whitsunday Passage and Molle channel.
Tuesday 29 April
The fridge mechanic’s diagnosis was as follows: “Your fridge is out of gas”. We knew that already. “ It’s got a leak somewhere”. We figured that out ourselves too. “Its propobly the connection to the compressor”. Well, how do you know that without testing the pressure? “You need a new compressor, this one is no good.” Well, our fridge and compressor are only 3 years old. Not trusting this guy we decided to leave any future repair until Townsville. A second opinion is needed. That afternoon during a short stroll to Cannonvale (2 hours one way ) we discovered a Batteries shop and ended up buying one of these magnificent portable 12 volt fridges (Waco CF50). Now the beer is cold again.
Overall Impressions of the Whitsundays
The place is nice. Beautiful fish and coral, nice landscape, lots of moorings and protected anchorages. I can understand why people charter here.
Airlie Beach is nice but expensive. Cannonvale is cheaper, worth the walk. Our only meal in Airlie was at the sailing club, dinner for two under $40, schooner for $4.40, and Lemon Lime & Bitter for $1.50. Cheaper than the RQ!
Groceries in Cannonvale are even cheaper than Brisbane. One more indication that profit drives pricing decisions. Some comparisons: Stinger suit in Airlie: $95. Same thing in Cannonvale: $54. Diesel prices are also interesting: Marina $1.82, Airlie $1.69, Cannonvale $1.56. I only went to the Airlie servo once to get 60 litres in jerrycans on our trolley.
It was great to have a break from our rush north. Now I must get those photos on to the blog…
Take care
Rosi & Mike
Some steady motoring got us through Fitzalan and Solway Passages to Whitehaven. We are still not used to how close all those things are. Just five hours from Airlie to the other end of the Whitsundays!
The first thing we noticed were the turtles. There seemed to be lots of them, all trying to find out who exactly was in that red boat. The beach itself was quite nice, although I thought the sand at Lake McKenzie on Fraser is even whiter. The weather was not favourable for sailing, but we rested comfortably at anchor. The forecast for the next few days is for North-Easterlies at two knots, gusting to three. This enables us to stay in exposed anchorages without any worries.
Friday 25 April
The Admiral’s birthday, and the fine weather was quite appropriate for the occasion. We were also out of telephone and internet range. All those phone calls and emails have to wait until the weekend brings us closer to civilisation.
After a short beach walk, we continued on to Border Island for snorkelling. Fortunately we were able to grab one of the reef protection moorings. We have our wetsuits for stinger protection, and also for warmth. After all, the water only has 25 degrees.
Then the first mishap occurred: The Admiral lost her footing on entering the dinghy, slipped, and as she held on to the lifeline, hurt her shoulder. This took her out of action for the day. Not nice!
The second mishap was that our fridge felt a certain lack of gas, and decided to run continuously in a vain attempt to maintain the required temperature. Fortunately the bottle of bubbly was cold enough to make the celebration memorable. By that time we had reached a mooring at Manta Ray Bay, at the top of Hook Island. The fish were plentiful and enjoyed our bread, among them a rather large Maori Wrasse. The calm conditions enabled us to stay the night at the mooring.
Cooking that night was also interesting, me being the Admiral’s right hand. Nothing new really, but I learnt a lot that night. Maybe one day I can also create such a lovely dinner.
Saturday 26 April
There was still a lot of snorkelling to be done. The Admiral was restricted to fish feeding duty from the cockpit; her right wing was not yet good enough. I hope I’ll manage to post those photos!
Next door to Manta Ray Bay is Pinnacle Bay, also with coral and fish. It is strange to hear the sound of fish feeding off the coral, I could hear how hard it is. Over lunch we motored over to Hayman, to Blue Pearl Bay. Another mooring, and another very calm night. I did snorkel around the whole bay, and there were plenty of fish and coral. I am rather exhausted from all that hard work.
Sunday 27 April
We left early for a short motor to Langford Reef were we used one of the reef protection buoys again. Anchoring in 5 meters of water over the reef we could already see all the beautiful corals and fish from the cockpit. We both snorkelled for hours (the Admiral with one arm and going a bit in circles). Unfortunately we had to vacate our mooring after 2 hours and continued to Nara Inlet at Hook Island.
Nara is very spectacular. We ventured right to the end near a waterfall (no water coming down at all) and were the only boat in this magnificent fjord. We found the small beach and the track to the aboriginal caves and continued the track a bit further to a lookout where we could see JEMIMAH. Later on Nara Inlet filled with lots of boat including a cruise ship.
Monday 28 April
A nonworking fridge meant we had to find a mechanic so we motored back to Arlie via South Molle Island (still only 2 knots gusting to 3) where we anchored in Bauer Bay and went ashore. The resort looked deserted. South Molle Is is a national park with excellent walking tracks. The walk up to Spion Kop was worth the effort and we had a packed lunch at the observation deck overlooking the Whitsunday Passage and Molle channel.
Tuesday 29 April
The fridge mechanic’s diagnosis was as follows: “Your fridge is out of gas”. We knew that already. “ It’s got a leak somewhere”. We figured that out ourselves too. “Its propobly the connection to the compressor”. Well, how do you know that without testing the pressure? “You need a new compressor, this one is no good.” Well, our fridge and compressor are only 3 years old. Not trusting this guy we decided to leave any future repair until Townsville. A second opinion is needed. That afternoon during a short stroll to Cannonvale (2 hours one way ) we discovered a Batteries shop and ended up buying one of these magnificent portable 12 volt fridges (Waco CF50). Now the beer is cold again.
Overall Impressions of the Whitsundays
The place is nice. Beautiful fish and coral, nice landscape, lots of moorings and protected anchorages. I can understand why people charter here.
Airlie Beach is nice but expensive. Cannonvale is cheaper, worth the walk. Our only meal in Airlie was at the sailing club, dinner for two under $40, schooner for $4.40, and Lemon Lime & Bitter for $1.50. Cheaper than the RQ!
Groceries in Cannonvale are even cheaper than Brisbane. One more indication that profit drives pricing decisions. Some comparisons: Stinger suit in Airlie: $95. Same thing in Cannonvale: $54. Diesel prices are also interesting: Marina $1.82, Airlie $1.69, Cannonvale $1.56. I only went to the Airlie servo once to get 60 litres in jerrycans on our trolley.
It was great to have a break from our rush north. Now I must get those photos on to the blog…
Take care
Rosi & Mike
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Finally in the Whitsundays!
Hello again, this time from the Whitsundays!
We finally made it. But the weather was not playing its part this time…
Sunday 13 April
We left Great Keppel with some regret, as we did not go ashore to check out island prices. We had heard from VMC that the wind would increase soon, and we wanted to be close to the Whitsundays. The day got us up to Island Head Creek, passing Cape Manifold on the way. We commemorated briefly the spot where Two To Go capsized some time ago, and where probably my wedding ring found its new home. Fortunately there were no serious war games on, and we were not bothered by the military. Island Head Creek is a lot larger than we thought, and it would have been a calm anchorage. But there was that destination…
Monday 14 April
During our travel, we discussed our options, as the wind increase was predicted for Tuesday evening. We could continue overnight (and fall asleep some time), we could continue Tuesday (and risk being blown away), or stay in the Percy Islands. We decided to stay at South Percy.
Bad choice. The swell came around the corner, and we were rocking continuously. The wind blew hard enough to prevent us from going ashore, and it continued to do so until Monday 21 April. We didn’t even leave something in the A-frame hut on Middle Percy!
The time at South Percy was not nice. With the benefit of hindsight, we should have stayed at Island Head Creek, as we knew the forecast. Another lesson learnt, with about six million others to come.
Monday 21 April
Finally under way, with a bit of apprehension about the swell that had built up over the last week of 30+ knot winds. But it was ok, apart from the wind direction. Jemimah just does not like the wind from behind. Again we arrived in darkness, against our plans. With the help of the moon and the chartplotter, we found a nice spot in Refuge Bay on Scawfell. We had the most restful sleep after a week of rocking and unexplained noises!
Tuesday 22 April
We slept a bit longer this time. It was so nice! And the next leg would be a short one to Shaw Island, the first of the Whitsundays. The wind was ok, 15 knots from aft quarter. Not ideal, but it kept us going. For the first time, we experienced the power of the tides here. But we found a nice spot, with some bullets over Shaw Peak (over 400m high), and had even some success with fishing. The Admiral caught two, and we had fresh dinner! It’s a sign of things to come.
Wednesday 23 April
The first sail through the Whitsundays. We went past Hamilton and saw those eddies created by the tide. Another new experience! And more was to come: The Admiral thought that with enough distance from Moreton Bay, those red Stradbroke ferries could no longer get her. Wrong! They sent their plane, and we had to take evasive action in front of the runway at Hamilton. The recommended distance is 300m, we had at least double that, but a plane with its lights and noise is rather scary.
We survived, and enquired about fuel and water at Hamilton. The fuel pump did not work, and to take on water, we had to tie up for $14 per hour. Needless to say, we gave it a miss and continued to Shute Harbour. This was full of tourist boats with no option to get water easily. The soft option was to go to Abel Point Marina at Airlie. We could even go shopping, and our watertanks are full again. Now for the hard part: Diesel is $1.81 per litre, and I would like to get 90 litres. Well, the Fitzroy experience taught us to be careful.
After that, it’s off to Whitehaven, and preparations for the Admiral’s birthday tomorrow.
We’ll be back here next week. By then, I will hopefully have worked out how to put pictures on. I’ll try now, but…
Take care!
We finally made it. But the weather was not playing its part this time…
Sunday 13 April
We left Great Keppel with some regret, as we did not go ashore to check out island prices. We had heard from VMC that the wind would increase soon, and we wanted to be close to the Whitsundays. The day got us up to Island Head Creek, passing Cape Manifold on the way. We commemorated briefly the spot where Two To Go capsized some time ago, and where probably my wedding ring found its new home. Fortunately there were no serious war games on, and we were not bothered by the military. Island Head Creek is a lot larger than we thought, and it would have been a calm anchorage. But there was that destination…
Monday 14 April
During our travel, we discussed our options, as the wind increase was predicted for Tuesday evening. We could continue overnight (and fall asleep some time), we could continue Tuesday (and risk being blown away), or stay in the Percy Islands. We decided to stay at South Percy.
Bad choice. The swell came around the corner, and we were rocking continuously. The wind blew hard enough to prevent us from going ashore, and it continued to do so until Monday 21 April. We didn’t even leave something in the A-frame hut on Middle Percy!
The time at South Percy was not nice. With the benefit of hindsight, we should have stayed at Island Head Creek, as we knew the forecast. Another lesson learnt, with about six million others to come.
Monday 21 April
Finally under way, with a bit of apprehension about the swell that had built up over the last week of 30+ knot winds. But it was ok, apart from the wind direction. Jemimah just does not like the wind from behind. Again we arrived in darkness, against our plans. With the help of the moon and the chartplotter, we found a nice spot in Refuge Bay on Scawfell. We had the most restful sleep after a week of rocking and unexplained noises!
Tuesday 22 April
We slept a bit longer this time. It was so nice! And the next leg would be a short one to Shaw Island, the first of the Whitsundays. The wind was ok, 15 knots from aft quarter. Not ideal, but it kept us going. For the first time, we experienced the power of the tides here. But we found a nice spot, with some bullets over Shaw Peak (over 400m high), and had even some success with fishing. The Admiral caught two, and we had fresh dinner! It’s a sign of things to come.
Wednesday 23 April
The first sail through the Whitsundays. We went past Hamilton and saw those eddies created by the tide. Another new experience! And more was to come: The Admiral thought that with enough distance from Moreton Bay, those red Stradbroke ferries could no longer get her. Wrong! They sent their plane, and we had to take evasive action in front of the runway at Hamilton. The recommended distance is 300m, we had at least double that, but a plane with its lights and noise is rather scary.
We survived, and enquired about fuel and water at Hamilton. The fuel pump did not work, and to take on water, we had to tie up for $14 per hour. Needless to say, we gave it a miss and continued to Shute Harbour. This was full of tourist boats with no option to get water easily. The soft option was to go to Abel Point Marina at Airlie. We could even go shopping, and our watertanks are full again. Now for the hard part: Diesel is $1.81 per litre, and I would like to get 90 litres. Well, the Fitzroy experience taught us to be careful.
After that, it’s off to Whitehaven, and preparations for the Admiral’s birthday tomorrow.
We’ll be back here next week. By then, I will hopefully have worked out how to put pictures on. I’ll try now, but…
Take care!
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