Thursday
10th May 2012
One
Night in the Marina23’09.646 E – 150’47.249 S
Warm, sunny, wind SE 10/15
Up at
the usual time, round 0530/0600hrs, I do my Yoga exercise in the cockpit while
MrJ answers his email and writes his blog. Brett and Deb off Swanning Around
call past in their dinghy to say hello (we have met them down the track
somewhere). They tell us to keep a eye out for Brett’s dad on SASHA B, he is in
the marina and will be back out and about in a couple of days.
An easy
breakfast of oats, fruit and yoghurt before rolling up the covers, starting the
engines, pulling up the anchor and then setting sail with genoa on a ¾ rising
tide for the Keppel Bay Marina at Roslyn Bay. The shallow seaway between the
islands and the mainland is a bit lively this morning. The tide is coming in,
running in a WSW direction and the 12knt wind and 0.5mt swell are pushing from
the SE against the tide. We see another catamaran coming towards us from the
marina and its bows are dipping into the sea and I know that we are doing the
same.
The marina entrance with Double Head as a backdrop |
Walking down the marina finger |
By 1600hrs
I am stuffed and a coffee and a sit down. Just after this Mark off Perfect
Solution pulls alongside in his dinghy with a friendly hello, a big grin and a
tray of fresh Spanish mackerel fillets that he has caught that morning. I
welcome him on board and I am not going to knock back the fresh fish; he does
this to us every time we see him and that may only be once a year and he never
forgets us as friends and we will always be his friends – and that is not
because of the fish – it is because he is a decent feller and can tell us the most
interesting thing, stories, yarns and is a walking book of information. We met
Mark a few years back while AR was our on the hard stand in Mackay Harbour;
Mark had his boat out too and we have been good friends ever since.
Now MrJ
and I end up at the marina cafe again for a steak, salad and chips dinner.
Banana Beef the locals call it; the beef is raised in the area and very nice; melt
in your mouth. After dinner we stroll back along our finger and see the light
on in the boat Charon so MrJ knocks on the hull.
Richard is home alone as Wendy has already flown back home
but will be back in a week. We are invited on board for a glass of wine which
leads in to two or three and lots of cheerful conversation. Charon is a beautifully
crafted wooden boat from Hobart Tasmania; you can smell the richness in her
timbers and there is a fantastic ambience in the glow of the night lighting. We
hope to catch up with Richard when we get back to the marina on Sunday.
Now it is a late night again as MrJ and I finish our stroll
down the finger to our berth, to our boat ALANA ROSE and into bed.
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