Much as we’ve absolutely loved and cherished our time with Nick and Sally in Cairns, it’s time to leave – our pockets are empty, our waistlines are bigger, and there’s not a spare corner in the boat for any more food, fuel or trading goods!
Continue reading “We Gotta Get Outta This Place!”Man, it’s been a busy few weeks getting north and prepping the boat in Cairns, so this is a re-cap of the remainder of our trip up the Queensland coast….
We flip the bird to the machiavellian mooring buoy as we leave Pancake Creek, and head off on our trek northwards. Next stop Great Keppel Island.
Continue reading “Capricornia”
“Bump” is actually far too genteel a word. It’s more like Ka-Boom, Ka-Thump, Ka-Rash. But I’m getting ahead of myself…
Continue reading “Things That Go Bump In The Night”
Whomever decided to call it ‘The Sunshine Coast’ were obviously having a laugh at our expense. Since we’ve been here we’ve had clouds (big dark ones), and lots and LOTS of wet stuff, but no sign of that large yellow thing in the sky. Ain’t no sunshine here, sunshine.
Continue reading “Ain’t No Sunshine”
The distance from Myora Anchorage on North Stradbroke to Tangalooma on Moreton Island isn’t far as the crow flies, about 16NM, but in order to get there we have to wend our way through the sandpit known as Moreton Bay. In all it adds another 9 NM to our journey but there’s no option if we don’t want to become another Tangalooma wreck.
Continue reading “Crossing The Bar”