Tuesday, 15 August 2017

Lady Musgrave

No much internet here, but with the phone dangling at the top of the mast, we can report that all is well.  We have been anchored in the lagoon at Lady Musgrave Island for about 5 days.  It's a large clear lagoon in 8 meters of water; one anchors by standing on the mizzen ( another excellent use of mizzen's) and calls out directions to the helmsperson to avoid shallow bommies.  There are many other boats here, and we joined up with the team from "molly' a 48 foot alloy cat and the kids played for a few days, and we shared fish and stories. We are waiting out a strong northerly before riding a small lull before a strong southerly arrives to get to somewhere more protected.  It's all about the weather, and I have massive respect for the days before Iphones up masts and daily weather from the coast guard.  stay tuned for an underwater video from Sylvie. M

Tuesday, 8 August 2017

Five best things about cruising, by Liss

1. You can wear any old thing. Or nothing at all. Those of you who know me well know that a report card about my general appearance might say, Could do better, needs to apply herself. On Pandion we encourage people to recycle their clothing several times and apply the Sniffer Test before putting them in the clothes bag, so for a few days (I'm being deliberately vague here) I don't even have to think about what to put on in the morning, I just put on the same stuff I wore the day before.
2. These awesome pegs. I would like to pay tribute to my Father-in-law (Henry the Lettuce Farmer) for the gift of these unblow-offable pegs. When one was dropped overboard we rescued it with all the urgency and intent of a Man Overboard.
3. The general deprivation. In the same way that squatting beside a smoky campfire stirring a pot of stew in the rain makes the food taste better, having a hot shower after a few days of birdy baths is utterly, utterly divine.
4. There are moments that always happen when I'm alone and without a camera in my hand that make me grateful to be alive. Leaving Rooney Point under the full moon I glanced out to sea and saw what looked like a phantom sailboat about half a kilometre away, steaming with no light. It turned out to be a pair of whales breaching in phosphorescent water, throwing up great sails of greenish light.
5. I love how much we're all using our bodies and how tired we are at the end of the day. When we were living on land and sleeping on a queen size inner spring mattress, Miles and I had deep misgivings about the bed in the aft cabin. It came (new!) with the boat 30 years ago, it's thin, narrow, and covers all manner of flattish items that don't fit anywhere else on board, like mozzie screens. Last night I was so knackered I could have happily slept on a crate of pineapples, so snuggling up in my little nook was like Sleepy-bye-bye Heaven.
* 5 best things about cruising are subject to change at any time.

One of those little places on the way, by Reminy

Lake McKenzie, by Reminy

We loved this freshwater lake in the middle of Fraser Island.

One of the differences

At 3am, newly awakened by the alarm to set off on passage, Miles sat up to screw down the hatch in our cabin in case of waves/spray/rain.
"I've been thinking about how to make some kind of tool to make gripping these dials easier, you know?" he said. "Like something to rotate them when your hands are wet or cold, or if someone's done them up too tight. I'm thinking some kind of arm with a clamp on one end, but I haven't figured it out yet."
"Wow," I said, sitting up. "I never think about stuff like that. I just think, yay I did it, or bugger, I can't do it."

The Thinker improving the salt water pump

Spot's Big Day Out, by Sylvie

The first time I tried to smuggle Spot into Mum's backpack she took him out. Little did she know I snuck him back in. Spot had a lovely time at Lake Mackenzie.

Wednesday, 2 August 2017

The Walk, by Malachy


Today we went for a walk to Lake Mackenzie on Frazer Island. Before we knew it we were climbing a very steep hill. There were about 30 false summits, but finally we reached the top.  We walked and walked until we came across a sign that said 3 hours and 30minutes to Lake Mackenzie, and then at last we reached a fence.  It was an electric dingo fence meant for keeping dingoes out, so you can probably guess how I felt, being on the SAME SIDE as the dingoes.  After a long time of walking on gravel we came to the dried up sandy forest and a really beautiful creek. I told Reminy to hold my heels while I drank but I forgot to take my cap off so it fell in.  It was about to disappear when Sylvie prodded it with her stick and it sunk.  I finally I fished it out but for a long time my head was underwater.  Then I got up and didn't even get my drink!  At last we got to the lake and I realised that I didn't bring my swimmers so I had to go in my underpants with a knot tied stylishly on one side because they were too loose.  The lake was clear, freshwater and really amazing.
p.s. We ended up walking 26 km there and back. Even Sylve.