How many people get to live their dreams? I am..........!

This is my story from the time when Capt'n John and I first decided to sail around the big block, to circumnavigate this great land of ours, AUSTRALIA.


Sunday, 2 September 2012

Shag Islet Party


Gloucester Passage SICYC Rendezvous (Shagger's Do) August 2012 - Shag Islet Party
How many boast? ------------- How many Shaggers?
 
The Partys Begin
We arive for the lunch party on Shag Islet
and what would a party be without a cake?          thnx Liz.
 
Island take-over
Shaggers on the island
we brought in our supplies
boiled the billy
sang a few songs
 had a grand time..........happy birthday Susan
and then hopped in our boats and went home

Tuesday, 28 August 2012

Gloucester Passage SICYC Rendezvous (Shagger's Do) August 2012 - part1



Gloucester Passage SICYC Rendezvous (Shagger's Do) August 2012 - part1
Cruising Shagger Boats all at the SICYC Rendezvous
Once again I am doing this posting in photos with very little scribing. All my time has been taken up with either taking photos or editing photos and no time to write. But you what they say - "Every picture tells a story"- so I am expressing my story in pictures.
Shag Island in the late afternoon
 
Sunday 19th  MrJ and I arrived in Gloucester Passage to drop anchor off the Montes Reef Resort and not too far away from Shag Island.
Our first Sunset in Gloucester Passage
 
You can't really see the little Croc on WOW's dinghy bow
 
 
Monday 20th It rained all day but cleared up in the late afternoon. Raewyn and Martin off WOW came over for sundowners and ended up staying for dinner.
 


 
Tuesday 21stWe took a stroll along the beach where we met other Shaggers.

We took lots of photos

and then watched a blood red sunset across the sea.
Wednesday 22nd  bought a colourful sunrise
and lots of hard work setting things up.......
 
while others went off and enjoyed the warm sunshine
but at the end of the day there is always Sundowners with friends.
Thursday 23rd brings another new day............
with a ladies tennis morning
just look at that ball-girl go....!!!
In the evening we had the Shaggers Meet & Greet welcome Sundowners and first party night.
 
 
 

 


  





and then we shared a sunset
 
Friday, Saturday and Sunday will have to be another posting - there are just so many great photos!


Tuesday, 21 August 2012

Sail Across to Gloucester Passage in Photos


Sunday 19th August 2112
Sail Across to Gloucester Passage in Photos
Cold, windy and a beam on sea
20'03.713S 148'26.724E - Gloucester Passage
Just a couple of pics from our sail across to Gloucester Passage on Sunday. MrJ has done a little movie of our sail which I'm sure he would have put on his blog.
Doing 7 to 8.5knts all the way with the tide going with us and we even reefed the sails.
What a hoot of a ride!
the weather turns sour
the seas kick up
but the rain holds off
a beam on sea
and AR is hooting along
into the passage
a safe anchorage awaits
AR now lies at anchor in the Gloucester Passage, just off Montes Resort, with several other boats and many more to come for the SICYC Rendezvous (Shagger's Do) next weekend.

Monday, 20 August 2012

Whales, Reef, Sunrises and Sunsets - Anchored in Line Reef


Sunday 19th August 2012
Anchored in Line Reef
19’43.586S 149’10.693E
Cool nights, warm sunny days
Morning anchored in Line Reef
MrJ and I have been anchored in Line Reef with the closest other boat being some 6n/m away at Bait Reef. We were all alone!
Morning anchored off Black Island
Looking at Stonehaven from Black Island
Friday 17th – We had another lazy morning and not due to any hangover or illness only because we can. It maybe a Friday to most people but to us every day is a Sunday! MrJ and I were out of bed at the usual hour, just before sun-up, sat around with a cup of tea to watch the sunrise, played on the computers for a sometime while we had a leisurely breakfast and another cup of tea. Or was that two or three more cups of tea?

Whale off Hayman Island



Wahles in the shipping channel





Mother and calf

It was then that we decided to sail out to the reef; the weather was kind and the seas were calm so off we went. Just as we were motoring out the Southern Passage between Hook and Hayman Islands a whale was coming in. We slowed but the whale went down. MrJ and I put up the main and genoa once we had come out of the passage and had passed a couple of other cats, one being friends in San Souci, and then up popped a couple of more whales. It was a mother and calf this time, right in close to the top end of Hayman Island and heading straight for San Souci. They saw the whales and stopped to watch and let them pass. What a treat!


A whale and a tail
MrJ and I kept going, heading for the reefs, Bait, Barb, Hook, Hardy’s and Line Reefs. We were heading for the anchorage at Line Reef which is 30n/m out from the top of Hook Island. Most boats head for Bait Reef for pristine diving on excellent drop-offs and they can take one of the few mooring buoys. As MrJ and I do not dive we leave this special place for others that do and go to where the bottom is shallow enough for us to anchor without damaging the reef. The big tourist’s boats, the Wave Breaker and such, head for inside Hardy’s Reef where there are commercial dive platforms, a helipad and overnight accommodation. All geared up for the paying tourists!
Whale at Bait reef
Fantasy World in Hardy's Reef
There isn’t much wind so we are motor sailing out to the reef and on our way out MrJ and I see more whales, mothers and calves, playing and splashing in the shipping channel. There are five boats moored up on Bait reef and another one waiting just out to sea. As we bring AR around the southern side of Bait Reef and in the passage between Bait and Barb Reef we encounter more whales playing and splashing along the fringe of Bait Reef. MrJ stops the boat while we watch the antics. We dare not go in closer for a better look for fear of scaring the whales or more so of hitting the reef. What a fabulous display the mother and calf put on!
A wahle in the channel between Line and Hardy's Reef
It was one hour after mid-day when MrJ brought AR through the coral scattered waters off Line Reef with me standing up on the saloon roof being forward spotted for bombies.  The “good book” and the chart plotters show the depths in metres, anything from 2 – 5mts at datum, the paper chart is in fathoms showing anything from 2 – 5fathoms at datum. We were slowly moving in waters of 12 – 9.5mtrs and anchored in about 9mts of water two hours before low tide. Now if my calculations are right: 9mtrs divided by 1.9 = 4.73fathoms, so maybe the guide book and the chart plotters are WRONG. It would not be the first time!
Looking across Line Reef at water level
It does take a couple of goes to set our wonderful Rocna anchor, no fault of the anchor, just us trying to find the sand patches and not the coral rubble. I am not happy unless the anchor is holding fast in goo firm ground. The first thing MrJ and I did once we were settled into our anchorage was to drop the dinghy to take a look over the reef as the tide was receding exposing parts here and there.
bits of the reef
little fish swim by
The water was not as still as we would have liked due to tide and a slight breeze so we had to contend with a faster drift over the coral then first intended, but I did get to see some of the beautiful sights of small fishes and coloured coral.

Back on board AR MrJ and I relaxed in the quiet of the late afternoon, watching a whale in the passage into Hardy’s Reef. Before that the Wave Breaker left the reef platform, so did a couple of helicopters and then it was quiet again.









Just me and MrJ, the whales and the sunset over an empty sea!










Sunrise on the reef



Saturday 18th – The night at Lines Reef was pleasant enough to sleep with a blanket on and no doona and to wake, feeling refreshed, before dawn to a brilliant sunrise with only us and the birds to see and enjoy. As the golden glow of the sun rose over an empty sea, the warm rays began to heat up the morning.







Me and my sunrise
Whales in the reef channel


With the coming of the morning came a couple of fishing boats heading for the outer reef and once more the whales, playing and splashing in the morning light.






fishing boat in the reef channel
It was one of those nothing kinda days where you just seem to while the hours away with doing nothing. No not really; I think I spent most of my morning, after a late breakfast, playing with photo editing and writing notes. Amazing how much time this takes up and before you know it half the day is gone. So what do you do next? Well take a nana nap on the bow deck of course!
Afternoon on the reef
While lazing up on the bow deck I could see out over the brilliant still water for what seemed like miles and miles; just miles and miles of nothing, nothing but still calm sea, bold blue sky, the occasional bird but not a whale in sight. Maybe they have started their trek south, back to the cold lands of the Antarctica.
The afternoon sun hangs low in the sky
In the late afternoon MrJ and I lazed around in the cockpit reading our books while watching the day come to a close across a still sea and a golden sunset with streak smoke haze across patchy sky.

Another day ends on the reef
Sunday 19th August 2012
ingMy day starts with the sun rising over the reef
I woke up to a cloudy sunrise and whales in the distance. Maybe it was the ones from Saturday or maybe it was new whales travelling south through the reef.



MrJ rolled the covers, prepared AR for our sail across to Gloucester Island some 50n/m to the SW and then had a cooked breakfast before we set off.
A large rock with live coral caught on the anchor












As I pulled up the anchor there was a large rock with live coral attached, caught on the  good old Rocna anchor. I had to get MrJ to dislodge it before we could set off. Maybe there should be acouple of mooring buoys at Line Reef too.






MrJ motored slowly back out of Line Reef across the coral and sand patches. He followed the path that we came in on just to be sure of no bombies or shallow surprises. Once clear of the reef we set the sail and were on our way; on our way to Gloucester Passage, the last of our anchorages in the Whitsunday Islands.