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Urangan Harbour
Friday 20thMarch 2009
As per the usual, AR is given the last berth on the finger, way out on the end just sitting to the side of the main boat movement channel in and out of the harbour. I really don’t mind this spot; it is away from the sticky beaks in the marina, AR get to keep a slight rolling feeling which keeps my equilibrium in check and it is away from the sandflies which hide out under the walkways closer to the shoreline. I keep telling myself that it is not that far to walk each day and just think of the exercise that I am getting...!!
Two bays in from AR is ZIANNA ROSE, Bill and Val Wilson’s boat. Bill and Val were from Alice Springs; Bill had worked in the Power Station with MrJ many years ago. ZIANNA ROSE had also been in the same marina in Manly and is also doing the north trip this season so we will be crossing paths with them many more times. Another boat that I had recognizeD as having seen before, FORTUNA, was tied up at the same marina. Her owner had flown back to Perth and would be returning in early April.
Saturday morning, on foot, MrJ and I leave the marina to find the nearest local school where they hold the polling booths for everyone to cast their vote for the Queensland State elections. All the ticker-tape people are out the front, like street peddlers try to sell their wares. MrJ and I push on through as we have to put in an absentee vote and will be voting for an entirely different set of people. From the school we continue our walk further up the street to venture into a local shopping mall to get some fresh food supplies for the boat. With our bags loaded MrJ and I head back to the boat harbour.
During our week long stay I went for early morning walks along the esplanade and the beach front that faces Hervey bay. Many people were out and about on the beach, walking their dogs, walking for exercise e or just walking for fun. There were a few early morning people fishing of the long jetty that stretches for nearly a kilometre out into the bay. Some morning I would walk out there too. In these early hours it is very calm and peaceful with the glistening sun’s rays beginning to sparkle and stretch across the deep blue water of Hervey Bay.
On the Sunday Bill and Val invited us on board ZR for a cooked lunch and this is when I was introduced to The Shuttle Chef. The Shuttle Chef is a Thermal Cooker that Val had purchased from one of those Boating and Camping Shows. This cooker slowly cooks most things thermally – the first part of the cooking is done on the stovetop in a large billy like pot; this is the inside container, then this pot is transferred to the outside unit, sealed and left to thermally cook for several hours. It is using the same principal as an electric slow cooker but without the power. Great little invention; I had to have one....but had to wait until Bundaberg to find a camping shop that did sell the cooker.

Into Bundaberg
Monday 23rd April
It was 0700h when I let go AR’s lines and MrJ steered her out of Urangan Harbour. We were now heading for Bundy, where our Oz experience first started last year, 2008, in July when MrJ and I (with passenger Dusty on board) sailed into Oz from our gigantic Pacific crossing. The passage up to Bundy was a little choppy but we did get some sailing in, the wind being 15k most of the way. It was still the usual upset headache for me but I think I am just learning to live with this now.
As AR approaches the river entrance we can see the swirl of the water where the tide is sweeping out. With a little bit of surfing and a little bit of fishtailing, MrJ helms AR safely into the mouth of the Burnett River.
1500h I dropped the anchor in the river just off the Port Bundaberg Marina and AR sat while MrJ and I waited for a berth placing from the marina office. By now the wind was howling in from the SE at 18/20 something knots. MrJ rowed ashore, against the strong outgoing current; the motor was still on the rack and it was too hard in these condition to much about trying to pull the motor off the rack and secure it to the back of the dingy. I watched and waited, standing by the radio, keeping an eye on the anchor rode and a lookout for any shipping traffic on the river. Sometime later MrJ dingy’s back to AR; we have a berth......you guessed it.......on the end.....!!

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Inside Frazer Island

Great Sandy Straits
Monday 16th March, 0555h: The new day is throwing enough morning light for MrJ and me to set off once more. The wind is calm which enables MrJ to haul up the mainsail while AR is still at anchor. This done, it is my turn; I winched in the anchor then return to the Nav station to radio Coast Guard of our departure. MrJ steals AR quietly away from the anchorage at Inskip Point, out into the wider waterway of Wide Bay Harbour where we pull out the genoa. Under-sail now the morning is silent except for the distant sound of the awakening birds somewhere over on Fraser Island, the gentle breeze blowing through the sails and the whoosh sound of AR’s hull gliding through the calm waters. The wind is coming from the SW; changing between SW and SE as AR sails up into the waters of the Great Sandy Strait and begins to drop away to about 10kn. MrJ is forced to start the starboard engine to keep AR moving along................there goes my peace and quiet. No other boat is on the water this morning; AR has the entire waterway to herself for MrJ and I to watch the antics of the numerous sea turtles that pop their heads up all along the waterways, watch the birds sailing on the high air turbulent, say goodnight to Mr Moon as he sets over the western shore and to soak in the wonderful feelings this natural wonderland leaves you with.
14nm later MrJ turns AR in towards Garry’s anchorage. What’s that I have spotted close inshore not far from Fig Tree Creek, just south of the entrance into Garry’s? Hummm! A crocodile trap! The rumours and the media reports must have some truth to them or Marine Parks would not have put traps out. MrJ spots another trap on the northern side of Garry’s entrance. Hummm! MrJ and I have the whole place to ourselves; we can anchor anywhere we like, just take any spot, but would you believe it AR end up anchors only a couple of metres from where we set anchor the last time MrJ and I were in here. You get that sometimes!
Once we have set up camp; put the covers up, MrJ drops the new Redback dinghy and he rows us to the beach. Except for when MrJ took delivery of this dingy this is its first outing. The Redback rows very well, or is that...MrJ rows very well? Whichever the case I get to sit back and enjoy the ride until we hit the beach, then it is all pile our, into the shallow water to drag the dinghy onto the beach. That bit has not changed; this dinghy is much lighter and it is not such a struggle to drag it around. The scene is very surreal with AR being the only boat in the anchorage and us the only people on the beach. The beach has changed much more than we have seen in the past. There are many fallen large tree trunks and loads of other debris littered right along the beach front. Much of this debris are the trees that have been blown down from their sandy holdings along foreshore during the passing of the strong winds from Cyclone Hammish plus a pile-up of other debris that has been washed through the creeks during and after the storms. In a couple of more months some of this natural litter will get washed away with future storm and rain. The fierce sun’s rays are heating the day, combined with the humidity the air it has turned out very hot and sticky, which could produce a storm this evening. MrJ and I row back to AR and decide a swim would be refreshing, but just a quick dip today, me thinks, the vision of that croc trap is still fresh on my mind.
The day was coming to its end, we had had our afternoon light shower of rain and it was sit down quiet time onboard AR; a cold beer for MrJ and me with my soda water. First there was a definite noise, a deep long howling sound next MrJ and I saw them, two large well fed healthy looking orange/red dingos that had come out to the water’s edge and were making their way along the beach. This is not the first time we have seen dingos at Garry’s; first time was many years ago when MrJ and I had chartered MEE TOO out of Tin Can Bay and the second time was only a couple of months ago on one of our last visits. These dingos may be the same pair; most animals are territorial and will remain in the same area for years if left alone. MrJ and I have been privileged once again to watch such a beautiful animal in its natural habitat.

Wednesday 18th March, 0855h: The anchor is up, I have radioed through to Coast Guard Sandy Straits, MrJ heads AR away from Garry’s and we are heading towards the shallow of Sheridan Flats. The tide will be about half way in by the time we are crossing the shallows which gives us plenty of water under AR. Not so lucky for a couple of fellow in a fishing boat trying to get across through Cockburn Gutter or Boults Gutter just south of Stewart Island Flats; they were doing the Fred Flintstone trick, running the boat through. Or more like walking it through, no, pushing the boat. These fellows did eventually get their boat into deeper water but in the meantime gave MrJ and me a little light entertainment.
1325h; AR was anchored off North White Cliffs, 1nm south of the Kingfisher Bay Resort. The shore drops away very quickly into a deep anchorage of 12-14mt, but we are far enough away from the other boats anchored closer to Kingfisher. One other time MrJ and I anchored on the northern side of the Kingfisher jetty where the beach shoal out leaving a large part of the shoreline exposed and a great hike to drag your dinghy over. This time we thought that we could go ashore here where there was less beach exposed and walk the mile up to the resort. This we never got to do; the rain clouds rolled in and MrJ and I were boat bound for our stay at Kingfisher.
During the first afternoon of AR’s stay at this anchorage, an Australian Customs ship came into the Straits and they dropped their anchor about a mile south of us. A couple of hours after into the water dropped the Customs ship’s rubber-duckie with three officers on board. Off they went with a roar, at top speed then the next thing MrJ and I know is that we have Customs at our back door. Three officers, two males and one female, all neatly dressed in their well ironed navy blue overall, wanting to have a chat with us. The female officer, Trudy, recognized AR form the other day when MrJ had spoken to the Customs office in Bundaberg by phone regarding a bill which had been sent out. No problem mate, we’re okay! That after the entertainment was for MrJ and I to watch the Customs going from one boat to the next doing their rounds. The next day, during the drizzling rain no one came out and the Customs ship stay at its anchorage. After dark the Customs duckie entertain the crowds once more. MrJ and I could see the Nav light of a small craft speeding around the waterways; going this way than that way. One minute you saw the boats port light than the starboard light and sometime both, which meant that the boat was coming straight for AR. Next thing we see is a search light beam flash from the small boat and the boat is making a fast b-line for the beach not too far off AR’s bow. MrJ does the right thing he goes up forward to make sure that this little speedy boat is okay; he yells to them and is given the reply of, “we’re just doing some training”. It was the Customs people out on night training; what a laugh, we thought it was some mad idiot raging around.
All good things do have an end. The weather was not going to improve over the next few days; it was predicted to become worse. ALANA ROSE needed better shelter and we needed a place to go vote this Saturday. It was time for MrJ and me to take AR into Urangan Harbour for better shelter. AR left the cliffs at 0535 on Friday 20th, passing to the south side of the EU1 marker, keeping a straight line with the house with the green roof on shore, into the Urangan Marina and safely tied alongside by 0845h.
Next port of call will be Bundaberg and a well awaited meet up with Pacific cruising friends from the States, Chris and Maggie off CONTIGO.

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I've Been Here Before

2 Inskip
Sunday 15th March 0650h, MrJ and I let go the lines and slowly motored away from the marina. I moved AR upstream to enable her to face into the wind and thus letting MrJ hoist the mainsail before leaving the Mooloolaba River Harbour. This done, now MrJ took the helm, turning AR’s bow towards the river entrance while it was my job to radio the Coast Guard, letting them know of our departure, intended destination and ETA. Next job for me is to uncleat the mooring lines, coil them up, pull in the fenders and get everything stowed before AR gets to sea. Not going so well this time; MrJ has AR clearing the break-wall and heading into the rolling swell before I can get the fenders stowed – they are still tied to the side rail but lying on the side deck instead of hanging over the side. The fenders will just have to stay there; the 2m swell which AR is heading straight into, is too lumpy for me to stay up on the bow and I have to clamber back into the cockpit. Not a good start to this leg of our passage; I’m not feeling the best and my tummy has decided to pack it in. Sometimes I do get a little sea at the beginning of each trip, especially if AR has been sitting rather still in a marina for more than a couple of days. Sometimes it has something to do with my female hormone levels, other times it may be an elevated level of histamine in my body - for whatever reason?? – Thus giving me a rip roaring headache. For the histamine I take Phenergan, for the upset tummy I take a double dose of ginger tablets. Thank god the discomforts don’t last forever!
AR is not sailing as fast for this the Mooloolaba to Wide Bay Bar leg; this wind is not as strong, about 10kn if that and MrJ is forced to us a motor to help push us along. It is 1405h when AR is about 3-4nm south of Double Island Point; I radio Coast Guard Mooloolaba to notify them of our position and they take AR off their log. I have no success in contacting Coast Guard Tin Can Bay by radio; the radio skip must be elsewhere so my next choice is to phone them. This was at 1525 to let TCB know of our intention to cross the Wide bay Bar and I also asked them of the Bar condition for that day. If it was not good MrJ and I would either have to turn around, going back to Double Island Point to anchor or sail on to go over the top of Fraser Island. Neither are what we had in mind; it was all motors ahead for the Bar and keep my fingers and toes crossed that it be a pleasant crossing.
The wind picked up just MrJ was making his approach to the first Way Point; there are three Way Points for the Wide Bay Bar and the swell was at least 1.5m. The tide was in our favour; right on the change from low tide to high tide and would be flooding by the time AR had entered the Bar. There were frothy white peak swell breaking over the huge sandbar to our port side and the water in the channel was swirling around with great turbulence. Reminded me of the old TV/Radio add; “My mother’s got a Whirlpool”! Am I glad AR was coming in and not trying to go out! 1715: AR was safely anchored inside Inskip Point for a good night sleep; both MrJ and I could relax.

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On the Move Again

With an Unexpected stay in Mooloolaba

On The Move Again
Monday 2nd March 2009
Once more MrJ and I head AR out of Manly Harbour; on board we now have a new Redback dinghy and a Viking kayak. The first two nights at anchor are spent in Horseshoe bay, Peel Island: known as Teerk Roo Ra (Peel Island) National Park and Conservation Park where certain areas around Peel Island are protected for its natural environmental values such as corals, fish and dugong; mainly on the northern and western sides. Peel Island has a long history dating back through the 1800’s as a Quarantine station, an Asylum and a Leper Colony.
For visit this time, there are only a couple of other boats at anchor which is much nicer and I get to try out my new kayak. Goes really well; I made it to the beach and back, against the current with not much effort and even I did not disgrace myself getting in or out of the kayak. I think I’m clever.................................till the next time and the first tip-over!
Wednesday 4th March is not looking too good on the weather front. We need to be getting further north but where to hide out of the storm for the night? Tangalooma was not looking good! MrJ heads AR into Manly Harbour for a quick pickup of my new computer, which I have only just got up and running, (thanks for the delivery, Melinda) ,then we do a quick turn around and are heading up the Bay. Bribie Island has a southern anchorage; south end of Pumicestone Passage. The Pumicestone Passage is a narrow, shallow estuary with a meandering system of channels, sand banks and islands between Bribie Island and the mainland extending from Caloundra in the north to Deception Bay in the south. This anchorage looks okay for an overnight stay out of the north gale. Even if the wind is hard at least there should be no swell surge in the passage, (I hope!).
We motor-sail between St Helena and Mud Islands catching the wind on the eastern side; now we are sailing, both sail up and pumping along and doing nicely to catch the lead lines to cross the main shipping channel into the Brisbane River. Three ships in the channel and we are getting closer, doing about 9-10kn......flying. There are other motor boats in the same area, either in the channel or crossing.........just gotta get our timing right......................no worries......MrJ canes it and AR is across into safe water and on our way further north past Redcliff and onto Bribie. The weather is closing in as the day is getting on. The northern Bay is turning rough, but AR can handle this,; just as long as we do not get slowed down and make it all the way into Bribie in the daylight. No worries there too; we do make in the daylight; 1710h off Bongaree, but not the quite pleasant anchorage I was hoping for. ...............it’s a bit lumpy in this foul weather..................no worse than we have had before. MrJ and I have been told since that Bribie can be calm and peaceful in the right conditions.
Next morning, 0630h Thursday 5th March, MrJ and I are off and running again. The seas are a bit choppy, a 1.5m swell, 22kn of wind filling the sails. MrJ put the main up to first reef before leaving Bribie and the genoa is on quarter reef; we are still keeping a good 8-9.5kn run. Many ships are passing in the shipping lanes throughout the day. This is the usual for the shipping lanes especially of Caloundra. AR is well out of the lanes this time; much closer inshore, except for the mad dash across the shipping lane right outside of Caloundra entrance at around 0930h. No radio calls either.
The next leg north is just as speedy; the 25kn winds that we were experience off and north of Caloundra died away to a quite 15/18kn by the time AR had come round Point Cartwright. MrJ headed her towards the Mooloolaba Beach, between the Mooloolaba River entrance break-walls and into the river mouth. MrJ and I had AR tied up alongside and ready to put the cover up at 1045h. We had made extremely good time, four and a quarter hours, from Pumicestone Passage south Bribie to Mooloolaba Marina and it was a fantastic lively sail all the way. How great does that make one feel?
Unexpected Stay in Mooloolaba
Friday 6th March, What was to be an overnight stay at the Mooloolaba Marina extended out to eleven nights; not such a fast trip after all! There was a little Scotsman named Hamish bearing down on the coast and it looked as if he may be headed our way.
Friday and Saturday felt real calm with loads of sunshine and hardly a breeze; just what a perfect day at the beach would bring. By Sunday morning the storm clouds were forming and the wind had picked up to a decent 30kn. Great for the surf beach; a large swell and breaking wave starting to roll in onto the Mooloolaba Beach front which brought the keen boardies out in droves. Up the river, sitting on the outside of the marina fingers, AR was also starting to feel the effects of Hamish. MrJ and I put out more fenders, secured more line to AR, holding her tighter to the marina pontoon and took down all the covers.
Sunday morning Hamish, Category 5 cyclone, was now 225km northeast of Yeppoon and 310km north of Bundaberg, moving southeast at 14km/h with winds of up to 280 km/h being recorded. Evacuations on the mainland up north were put on hold as it was predicted that the cyclone was weakening and may not even cross the coast, but there was still a 5 per cent chance that Hamish would. No one really knew; who can predict what a cyclone will do? Hamish was still a threat to the coastal and island communities between Yeppoon and Hervey Bay.
Monday they were saying that Cyclone Hamish, located 290km east of Gladstone and 140km northeast of Sandy Cape, was to make landfall Tuesday between Bundaberg and Hervey Bay. Tourists, campers and fishermen evacuated Fraser Island in the fear that Hamish was headed for Sandy Cape and this is where it was expected to hover. The Great Sandy National Park, including Fraser Island and the Inskip Peninsular were closed, all four-wheel drive access had been banned, many guests at the Kingfisher Bay and Eurong resorts were evacuated amid steady rain and gusty winds, the barge services were being cancelled as of Monday, about 10,000 residents from a low-lying “danger zone” between Burrum Heads and River Heads had been told to get ready to get out and go stay with friends and family before local roads are cut. Airline flights were diverted. Airlie Beach was already being pounded by strong winds and heavy rain; evacuations were reported on several other islands, Lady Elliot, Heron, South Molle, Long and the Whitsunday Islands. On Hamilton Island, about 3,000 people were sheltering in the resort’s cyclone-proof hotel. The lucky rich! By Hamish was continuing to weaken off the central Queensland coast, but damaging winds associated with the storm cell and a storm surge of up to 2metres were still expected. Hamish could still change his mind!
So far there are three trawler men missing in waters off Rockhampton and another trawler in trouble off Fraser somewhere.
Tuesday morning, Hamish, Category 4 with wind gusts near its centre are as high as 250km/p/h, was situated approximately 215km northeast of Yeppoon and was moving southeast at 12km/p/h. A Cyclone Warning was extended south to Tewantin on the Sunshine Coast. Even though Hamish was remaining offshore he was still getting closer. Here in Mooloolaba, the wind was blowing anything from 30-40kn inside the river marina area. The wind blew like blazes, so what was the wind force like on the outside? I don’t know but I did go out on the break-wall several times and there were times when the wind was so strong that it was nearly blowing me backwards. The huge tubes of white foaming wave came rolling in round the point and onto the beach. Not only did I nearly get blown away but I was drenched in either salt spray or rain. Got some good photos though!
Wednesday Hamish was now a Category 3 storm about 275km east of Sandy Cape, near Hervey Bay. It combined with another weather system, generating 4m ocean swells and fierce winds of up to 85km/p/h. Meanwhile, the Port of Brisbane was on high alert where at least 10 smaller boats have broken free from moorings in the Brisbane River and Moreton Bay. Hamish is still wheeling some force in Mooloolaba and AR was staying put.
By Friday Hamish is being called “Ex-tropical cyclone Hamish”, still stays off the Queensland coast. Hamish is also now the blame for oil spill/containers overboard incident in Moreton Bay, which the Queensland Polies are calling “as possibly the worst environmental disaster the state has witnessed”. Local gossip has it that the ship dumped its load to avoid rolling in the high stormy sea conditions; it will take a lengthy enquiry to sort this one out. Thank goodness for all the hundreds of volunteers who have helped the Parks, Marine and Wildlife people with the huge clean up.
Meanwhile back in Mooloolaba the rains tumble down, AR’s cover are still off, she is getting drenched and MrJ and me are stuck inside for most of the second half of the week. Somewhere in the middle of all this and before and after the rain came, MrJ and I made up the shade covers for AR salon side windows and front hatches. We did get one fitted before the rain and the rest after.
Cherie lent us her car for the duration of our stay, thank you; she is recovering extremely well after her bowel cancer op. Lucky girl, they got it all, with no Chemo. Rick came and saw us a couple of times, good moral support in times of foul weather. Things were looking better!

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January in Moreton Bay

January in Moreton Bay
21/01/09 Thursday
Well AR made the passage from Mooloolaba through to Moreton Bay the very next day after getting into Mooloolaba. No mucking around this time; a good night’s sleep and off again, this time dropping anchor off Moreton Island at Tangalooma.
Going through the shipping lanes was not as daunting; dodging large ship just off Caloundra is becoming second nature to MrJ and me, especially when we take short cuts across the lanes and a big tanker is looming up in the distance. This tanker certainly sees us and we have seen him. A quick call comes across the airway of the HF radio; it is the Redcliff Coast Guard trying to attract our attention in regard to the said tanker – just in case we were in the way – we were not but you never know what other small boat get up to out here. I report our exact location – lat/long and they are happy. All panic stations for nothing, but it is good to see that someone is on their toes.
MrJ and I drop anchor at Tangalooma for the first night, just south of the old wrecks. It is school holiday time and there are several boats, sail and motor, anchored around the wrecks and along the shoreline plus a load of tourist enjoying the sandy beach and the cool waters. Some people are camped on shore, some are staying in the Resort and some have brought their cars or boats over to Moreton for their holiday fun. No sign of any Cruisers here!
The following morning brought rain clouds and a change in the wind direction, more from the N not NE. It is always fun waking up to a change in the weather when it is time to move on. MrJ and I have to don wet weather gear to pull in the covers and haul up the anchor.....................I’m the one out on the bow hauling up the anchor (but I do have an electric winch) and MrJ drives the boat. We both end up drenched!
Next port of call was Peel Island. MrJ did have ideas of going up the Brisbane River for a looksee at the Australia Day fireworks but we changed his mind after hearing from our friends Andy and Kathy, who were down at Peel for the weekend. MrJ and I have been told stories about staying up the Brisbane River and they were not very good......so Peel it was. That weekend, Australia Day Long Weekend, there would have at least 150 boats anchored in Horseshoe Bay, Peel Is.
Leaving Tangalooma at 0545 AR reached Peel , dropping anchor at 1010 on Friday 23rd Jan, plopped fair smack in the middle of Horseshoe Bay and by late afternoon we were surrounded by all these boats; mostly power boats. What a noise and wash did everyone make, coming in like flies settling onto a dinner plate and as the boats came in to anchor the occupants would leave there mother ships to dinghy, row or paddle to the long white sandy beach with all their families with play-toys abound. Just like Bondi Beach on a good day. Hey MrJ and I were not going to be left out, we too joined the maddening thong onshore, late each afternoon to frolic with our friends and par-take in the evening ‘sundowners” ritual. This was one place that MrJ and I did get to meet other cruisers from the Brisbane area; all waiting out for the right time in the season to migrate north once more. We were to catch up with these new found friend several more times with in the coming months stay around Moreton Bay. At sometime over the weekend the boat congestion became so bad that AR had to be relocated due to some friendly power boat person dropping his anchor not more the a few feet in front, just off AR’s bow..................not leaving us any swinging room................and it would be us that would hit them and them would be most upset..........................so we moved. MrJ and I rolled the covers partially back, hauled in our anchor, motored out to the back of the pack and dropped anchor once more....................out with the big boys................................a couple of large sailing vessels too big to be in any closer and we had a long length of chain on our anchor to be able drop in slightly deeper water. Ha, ha..........leave the rat-bags to the pack!
Monday morning we had had enough........up anchor again, this time leaving Peel Island behind to try and catch a good breeze to sail closer towards Manly Harbour. Not that MrJ and I were due in at Manly till Tuesday..............we both just felt the need to find another anchorage a little quieter before going back into a marina. By 1430 we had AR anchored on the western side of Green Is. The weather was changing bring in strong winds from the S/SE. Green is not a good place in such condition; leaving no protection from any prevail storms with come in from the south. AR is moving again.....................not too far away.....there is another island a couple of to the north, St Helena, and this is where we settle for the night.........tucked in tight behind the islands jetty with four or five other yachts. Bit different to 150 boats! St Helena is a National Park Island; used to be one of the old Leper colonies, not so many years ago. Now the island has been turned into a National Park for all to enjoy.
Tuesday morning MrJ and I turned AR towards Manly Boat Harbour, East Coast Marina and marina life for the next month or so. Not to our liking...................... but it happens!

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