Unfortunately our blog got hacked. I was able to retrieve some of the posts, but other I had typed directly into wordpress, and so I am without another copy. Rather than try and stretch my brain back that far into wishy washy land and try and manufacture those posts again our 2015 cruise will remain incomplete, stopped in mid flight, or should I say mid sail.
Having not been out yet to Border Island this was next on our list (along with Whitehaven beach and a rubbish clean up at Haslewood). We set off in the morning to go and discover this island passing up through Hook Passage to get to Border, which is an interesting part of water in terms of tidal flow and eddies. It took us most of the day to get out there and when we arrived all the moorings were full but there was still sufficient room to anchor outside of the protected zone and we found a spot not too deep at 12 metres.
Continue reading Border, Haslewood and Whitehaven
The weather forecast was showing a decent northerly coming and Airlie Beach is not the place for that. No protection and decent wave action equals you or other boats dragging. That ain’t fun. So where to? Well we hadn’t yet been north of Airlie so north it was. It was a cruise ship day at Airlie so the big white monstrosity was anchored off Pioneer point. We began tacking back and forth for awhile in light winds then succumbed to the motor (are we becoming motorsailors??????).
Continue reading Double Cone and Grassy Island
A little over a week after being in Airlie and a good 5 day weather window opened up to get out to the reef. Yeah! It was monday morning and off we sailed at around 9am to spend the night at Butterfly Bay (north Hook Island). This would allow for an easy 17nm trip the next day out to Bait reef, the closest in the group. Our passage was a mix of sailing, motorsailing and motoring, with the wind (well breeze) ending up on our nose. It was a pleasant day none the less and as usual it felt good to be heading back out to nature. Swearing we would never spend the night on one of those loud clunking public moorings again we decided upon a compromise as a trial (seeming moorings are sooooo much easier in these deep water parts and pulling up 30 metres of chain with no electric anchor winch). As long as the tide and wind would not be against each other we would try. I also created a mooring fender by tying my yoga mat around the beast (I told hubby I would use it my mat on this trip!!).
Continue reading Out to the Reef
So Radha busted out of Airlie the day I came into Hamilton. He spent the night at Henning Island and being glad to be out of Airlie Beach was wondering why he hadn’t gotten out sooner. To his credit though he was very busy working on his new collection and I was amazed and what he had created since I was away. We aren’t retired and work is part of our life, so we have to remember that sometimes, as far as always being on the go. And yes he spent the night on a mooring (which we said we wouldn’t do) but it didn’t cause him too much grief.
Continue reading Henning, Haslewood and Cid
It was still quite windy when we left Windy Bay and weren’t quite sure where we were actually heading to, so we decided to do a scenic sail. We went past Chalkies, then across to Whitehaven, both looked a little uncomfortable. Without stopping we headed North around the lumpy and rough top of Whitsundays Island, seeing if any anchorage there looked nicely protected. In the end we anchored at Marcona Inlet, Hook Island.
Continue reading Around Hook Island