Typical waterscape
and again...
Cottage Point Kiosk
Cottage Point Inn
Canoedling
Helmsfeet
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Sunday, September 26, 2010
and then there was none.
I am talking about communication devices.
No phone.
No internet.
No Tara on catch up tv.
is this some kind of joke?
But I made it. I made it through the 'black hole', and I have lived to tell the tale.
We have spent the last few days chugging peacefully up Cowan Creek through the KRG Chase NP, our anchorages have included America Bay, Hallets Beach (one of the few spots the kids have been able to go to shore) where they were rewarded with a massive Monitor lizard, Smiths Creek, and now Pinta Bay, off Jerusalem Bay. We took the dinghy to Cottage Point Kiosk yesterday for 'treats' and Coopers. I loved that kiosk, which belongs to a bloke from Anglesea. Cooks was given some burnt toast to feed the fish below the balcony. She ate most of it - (hope they didn't get it out of the bin).
We also putted past Cottage Point Inn - the restaurant whom I communicated with earlier on in the year about possible work. With nowhere to moor our yacht, it would be impossible to work there. Cottage Point, has no public moorings - all club or private -which is disappointing, as I liked the feel of it.
We did manage a staccato phone call from my sis Em yesterday with the surprise that they are coming to visit - tomorrow!
Em was trying to keep it a secret, and ferociously following the blog to find out where we are, but of course with no internet coverage, she had to let the cat out of the bag and ask.
HOORAY!!!! The kids, Xave & I are very very excited.
but I can't finish this post without commenting on the AFL - a tie. That is a pisser! Love it.
trying to upload pics, but I don't think there's enough signal strength, will do it anon.
No phone.
No internet.
No Tara on catch up tv.
is this some kind of joke?
But I made it. I made it through the 'black hole', and I have lived to tell the tale.
We have spent the last few days chugging peacefully up Cowan Creek through the KRG Chase NP, our anchorages have included America Bay, Hallets Beach (one of the few spots the kids have been able to go to shore) where they were rewarded with a massive Monitor lizard, Smiths Creek, and now Pinta Bay, off Jerusalem Bay. We took the dinghy to Cottage Point Kiosk yesterday for 'treats' and Coopers. I loved that kiosk, which belongs to a bloke from Anglesea. Cooks was given some burnt toast to feed the fish below the balcony. She ate most of it - (hope they didn't get it out of the bin).
We also putted past Cottage Point Inn - the restaurant whom I communicated with earlier on in the year about possible work. With nowhere to moor our yacht, it would be impossible to work there. Cottage Point, has no public moorings - all club or private -which is disappointing, as I liked the feel of it.
We did manage a staccato phone call from my sis Em yesterday with the surprise that they are coming to visit - tomorrow!
Em was trying to keep it a secret, and ferociously following the blog to find out where we are, but of course with no internet coverage, she had to let the cat out of the bag and ask.
HOORAY!!!! The kids, Xave & I are very very excited.
but I can't finish this post without commenting on the AFL - a tie. That is a pisser! Love it.
trying to upload pics, but I don't think there's enough signal strength, will do it anon.
Friday, September 24, 2010
One bar of internet coverage and heading further up stream…
We've had a mixed bag of sweets for the week, beginning with me having a quite alarming MOTHER of all meltdowns, as a result of missing my family and friends, and ending in a contented dinner aboard Awaitea with GUESTS. Yes GUESTS! Can you imagine?
Reality check:
Al needs socialisation. (and a cafe on her own every 4th day).
Roo needs kids to wrestle with (Cooks is no match for Roo, she is far too strong).
Cooks needs boys to flirt with.
and Xave needs a wife who is NOT a bunny boiler, and of course a bit more of the obvious….
So with all that in mind, we've adjusted our lifestyle to suit.
My cousin Jules became our very first visitor on board Awaitea, and we spent a lovely day cruising - I even pulled a couple of ropes, I mean sheets - around Scotland Island and Morning Bay. It was lovely to have someone new to share our day with, and Jules is such easy company!
We've had a day at Taronga Zoo, which the kids of course enjoyed - I was too busy marvelling at the view to notice the animals.
I went for a 30 minute 'run' which took 2 hours by the time I'd stopped at a cafe on the way home to skull a latte, and dribble the last mouthful all down my singlet - classy - drop in at the local Palm Beach Kinder and chat to the kinder teacher about guilt (and casual kinder days, of which there aren't any) - she did however tell me which parks to stalk at what time on which days for a bit of 4 yr old wrestle mania, thanks Kerryn, Then dropped by to check on mail at the local yacht sails office and managed to talk their ears off etc etc until I finally returned to the boat.
Xave was glad I'd gotten my 'fix'.
We then headed off to the other side of Pitty to rendezvous with our mate Simon whom we'd not seen since Queenscliff Harbour, in America Bay - a very quiet and still anchorage, with steep bushy hills all around, and oysters threatening to cut our dinghy to shreds if we dared to take her ashore…. thankfully we have a tender for our tender, in the form of our canoe, so we made it ashore to explore a bit, and try to climb up to the waterfall - slippery rocks and little feet did not go well together, but we managed to scramble around a bit nevertheless. Having just visited the reptile enclosure at the zoo, I was slightly paranoid about snakes, and nearly jumped out of my natives when I spied a skink. Pathetic.
Last night, Simon and his young crew, joined us for dinner, which I prepared - keeping the charade going as perfect wifey - and it was again, good to have some company aboard Awaitea. Cooks was so thrilled to see Simon again, that at once, she took him by the hand and suggested they play mummies and daddies. Simon suggested it was a game better left for Al & Xave. I'll be telling that one at your 21st young lady, she then proceeded to have about 5 costume changes for the boys throughout the evening - she's certainly ticked her 'need' off for the week...
Simon's nephew Jake thrilling the kids.
which he had to repeat due to Roo stating: Gee Mum, we'll have to see THAT again.
Today has dawned bright and sunny. There is not a breath of wind, the water is like glass, we've just said goodbye to the boys who have just putted by on their way to the Goldy, and we're preparing to head up the creek towards Cottage Point.
and I've done my research…. there IS a cafe there.
TICK.
Reality check:
Al needs socialisation. (and a cafe on her own every 4th day).
Roo needs kids to wrestle with (Cooks is no match for Roo, she is far too strong).
Cooks needs boys to flirt with.
and Xave needs a wife who is NOT a bunny boiler, and of course a bit more of the obvious….
So with all that in mind, we've adjusted our lifestyle to suit.
My cousin Jules became our very first visitor on board Awaitea, and we spent a lovely day cruising - I even pulled a couple of ropes, I mean sheets - around Scotland Island and Morning Bay. It was lovely to have someone new to share our day with, and Jules is such easy company!
We've had a day at Taronga Zoo, which the kids of course enjoyed - I was too busy marvelling at the view to notice the animals.
I went for a 30 minute 'run' which took 2 hours by the time I'd stopped at a cafe on the way home to skull a latte, and dribble the last mouthful all down my singlet - classy - drop in at the local Palm Beach Kinder and chat to the kinder teacher about guilt (and casual kinder days, of which there aren't any) - she did however tell me which parks to stalk at what time on which days for a bit of 4 yr old wrestle mania, thanks Kerryn, Then dropped by to check on mail at the local yacht sails office and managed to talk their ears off etc etc until I finally returned to the boat.
Xave was glad I'd gotten my 'fix'.
We then headed off to the other side of Pitty to rendezvous with our mate Simon whom we'd not seen since Queenscliff Harbour, in America Bay - a very quiet and still anchorage, with steep bushy hills all around, and oysters threatening to cut our dinghy to shreds if we dared to take her ashore…. thankfully we have a tender for our tender, in the form of our canoe, so we made it ashore to explore a bit, and try to climb up to the waterfall - slippery rocks and little feet did not go well together, but we managed to scramble around a bit nevertheless. Having just visited the reptile enclosure at the zoo, I was slightly paranoid about snakes, and nearly jumped out of my natives when I spied a skink. Pathetic.
Last night, Simon and his young crew, joined us for dinner, which I prepared - keeping the charade going as perfect wifey - and it was again, good to have some company aboard Awaitea. Cooks was so thrilled to see Simon again, that at once, she took him by the hand and suggested they play mummies and daddies. Simon suggested it was a game better left for Al & Xave. I'll be telling that one at your 21st young lady, she then proceeded to have about 5 costume changes for the boys throughout the evening - she's certainly ticked her 'need' off for the week...
Simon's nephew Jake thrilling the kids.
which he had to repeat due to Roo stating: Gee Mum, we'll have to see THAT again.
Today has dawned bright and sunny. There is not a breath of wind, the water is like glass, we've just said goodbye to the boys who have just putted by on their way to the Goldy, and we're preparing to head up the creek towards Cottage Point.
and I've done my research…. there IS a cafe there.
TICK.
Monday, September 20, 2010
There's an autopilot in my closet...
There's an autopilot in my closet, there are Mi Goreng noodles next to my thongs and I can't turn around without shoving my arse in someone's face.
Struggling.
Struggling.
Saturday, September 18, 2010
The Captain's Log.
After much cajoling (is that what you call it?) I have managed to convince Xavier to write about the sail up...
Captain's Log (written by Xavier)
We finally left Queenscliff at 3.30pm. We headed out through the rip to be faced with a moderate sea and a short, choppy wave as well. We buried Awaitea's nose half a dozen times and got a fair bit of water over the deck. Most of us felt well however, if not just a little queazy. One crew member however was a bit green and promptly departed the cockpit for the easier movement of his bunk. We were underway.
As evening approached, we popped up the headsail and the main, and with the engine turning over at 1400 rpm, we managed a respectable 7 knots. We sailed throughout the night and arrived 15 hours later at Wilson's Prom at dawn and were rewarded with a beautiful morning.
Our next objective was to get around Gabo Island while we had a good weather window. The wind dropped out and if there was a puff, it was right on our nose, so we stowed the sails and were content to motor. We motored at 7.5 knots, 1750 rpm through the oil rigs and across 'the paddock'. The oil rigs were lit up like Christmas trees, and with fine weather, navigation was easy, as was the company.
Meals were attended to and we kept watch on a rotating 3 hour roster. We rounded Gabo Island some 40 hours after departure without incident, and made it into Eden 5 hours later. In Eden, we took on 400 ltrs of fuel which gave us a fuel consumption of just over 8 lts an hour. We also took the opportunity to stretch our legs. The consensus was to push on though and make it to Ulladulla before we would have a well earned day in port. Again, light breezes on the nose the whole way, no sailing, just motoring, but plenty of whales and dolphins kept us company along the way.
Ulladulla was an easy, safe, snug little harbour. Even though we had 30 knot northerlies forecast, nothing eventuated, and after retiring early, I decided at 12.30am that we had a good chance to get to Sydney by the next evening. We motored again with the forecast of gale force winds from the north. As we neared Port Hacking, the skies were starting to look a bit ominous, and the decision was made to pull in to Port Hacking rather than push on to Pittwater. As we were about to tie up at the RMYC dock, we got hit with those forecast winds and it made out docking a little bit more difficult. Once Awaitea was safely tied, we all hopped off and enjoyed a well earned beer in the club, then back to the boat for a feast of freshly caught stripy tuna.
Early the next morning, it was a short 40 mile trip up to Pittwater. Initially with a choppy sea and following wind, it took a while for the boat to find some rhythm and balance on the helm. By the time we passed Sydney Heads, both the sea and the breeze were very pleasant and we had a following sea and swell all the way into Pittwater. We finally tied up, on the inside of Palm Beach, in an idyllic spot and perfect day.
A great thanks to Alan, Steve, Adam & Damian, without whom the journey would not have been possible. Xavier
Captain's Log (written by Xavier)
We finally left Queenscliff at 3.30pm. We headed out through the rip to be faced with a moderate sea and a short, choppy wave as well. We buried Awaitea's nose half a dozen times and got a fair bit of water over the deck. Most of us felt well however, if not just a little queazy. One crew member however was a bit green and promptly departed the cockpit for the easier movement of his bunk. We were underway.
As evening approached, we popped up the headsail and the main, and with the engine turning over at 1400 rpm, we managed a respectable 7 knots. We sailed throughout the night and arrived 15 hours later at Wilson's Prom at dawn and were rewarded with a beautiful morning.
Our next objective was to get around Gabo Island while we had a good weather window. The wind dropped out and if there was a puff, it was right on our nose, so we stowed the sails and were content to motor. We motored at 7.5 knots, 1750 rpm through the oil rigs and across 'the paddock'. The oil rigs were lit up like Christmas trees, and with fine weather, navigation was easy, as was the company.
Meals were attended to and we kept watch on a rotating 3 hour roster. We rounded Gabo Island some 40 hours after departure without incident, and made it into Eden 5 hours later. In Eden, we took on 400 ltrs of fuel which gave us a fuel consumption of just over 8 lts an hour. We also took the opportunity to stretch our legs. The consensus was to push on though and make it to Ulladulla before we would have a well earned day in port. Again, light breezes on the nose the whole way, no sailing, just motoring, but plenty of whales and dolphins kept us company along the way.
Ulladulla was an easy, safe, snug little harbour. Even though we had 30 knot northerlies forecast, nothing eventuated, and after retiring early, I decided at 12.30am that we had a good chance to get to Sydney by the next evening. We motored again with the forecast of gale force winds from the north. As we neared Port Hacking, the skies were starting to look a bit ominous, and the decision was made to pull in to Port Hacking rather than push on to Pittwater. As we were about to tie up at the RMYC dock, we got hit with those forecast winds and it made out docking a little bit more difficult. Once Awaitea was safely tied, we all hopped off and enjoyed a well earned beer in the club, then back to the boat for a feast of freshly caught stripy tuna.
Early the next morning, it was a short 40 mile trip up to Pittwater. Initially with a choppy sea and following wind, it took a while for the boat to find some rhythm and balance on the helm. By the time we passed Sydney Heads, both the sea and the breeze were very pleasant and we had a following sea and swell all the way into Pittwater. We finally tied up, on the inside of Palm Beach, in an idyllic spot and perfect day.
A great thanks to Alan, Steve, Adam & Damian, without whom the journey would not have been possible. Xavier
Thursday, September 16, 2010
The practicalities of life afloat.
So far, we've had 5 days with just the 4 of us. 5 days bobbing up and down on a mooring - no escape other than donning spray jackets and canoeing to shore, or wrangling with the dinghy.
It's weird.
Weird not to be able to step off the boat and sneak off for a latte. Instead, if I want to have a [coffee], I either have to turn on the generator to boil the kettle, or wait 35 mins for the 12 volt kettle to boil. Perhaps an even better option is to break out the portable gas stove and heat the water in a saucepan - far quicker.... (Be sure to think about this when you next flick the switch on your spunky stainless kettle).
Washing is another issue - as we never quite decided about how to wash our clothes, we handwash our 'smalls' - takes me back to my backpacking days - or go to the laundromat. Having not used a laundromat since the um, 80's, I nearly FELL OVER with shock at the price (could have been the drunken sailor legs again tho'). That said, there are apparently more laundries per square metre in Syd's northern beaches than everywhere else in the world put together. It seems the locals don't like to do their own washing. How lovely for them.... We are lucky to have the car parked nearby on land (at least we think it's still there) for said laundry excursions...
Cooking is great - mostly use the microwave, portable gas stove, and BBQ on deck. We DO have to have the generator on to use the microwave however, so it does get a bit noisy inside.
Our shower is fab! Great pressure, and very hot. That said, as we have limited water,
we get wet.
turn off water.
lather up.
turn on water.
rinse off.
turn off water.
I spose it's the equivalent of stage... 10?
I'm slowly getting 'boaty'. I actually tied a 'thimble' onto a rope using a 'scaffold' knot! How clever does that sound? We also ventured out on the yacht, just the 4 of us, today for the first time.
We are moored tonight in The Basin, on the edge of Ku-ring-gai Chase NP, There are wallabies grazing in the grassy area, and a huge lagoon which is cut off by a sandbar during low tide. We are on a mooring which apparently you can just 'pick up', but as they belong to other people, if they happen to come by and need it, then you move. Pretty relaxed arrangement. These ones are free. We plan to stay here for a few days (or until our water runs out), and will make the most of the bushwalks - or at least as much as Roo & Cooks allow us to...
following are a couple of happy snaps. x
Making superhero capes out of left over shower curtains.
It's weird.
Weird not to be able to step off the boat and sneak off for a latte. Instead, if I want to have a [coffee], I either have to turn on the generator to boil the kettle, or wait 35 mins for the 12 volt kettle to boil. Perhaps an even better option is to break out the portable gas stove and heat the water in a saucepan - far quicker.... (Be sure to think about this when you next flick the switch on your spunky stainless kettle).
Washing is another issue - as we never quite decided about how to wash our clothes, we handwash our 'smalls' - takes me back to my backpacking days - or go to the laundromat. Having not used a laundromat since the um, 80's, I nearly FELL OVER with shock at the price (could have been the drunken sailor legs again tho'). That said, there are apparently more laundries per square metre in Syd's northern beaches than everywhere else in the world put together. It seems the locals don't like to do their own washing. How lovely for them.... We are lucky to have the car parked nearby on land (at least we think it's still there) for said laundry excursions...
Cooking is great - mostly use the microwave, portable gas stove, and BBQ on deck. We DO have to have the generator on to use the microwave however, so it does get a bit noisy inside.
Our shower is fab! Great pressure, and very hot. That said, as we have limited water,
we get wet.
turn off water.
lather up.
turn on water.
rinse off.
turn off water.
I spose it's the equivalent of stage... 10?
I'm slowly getting 'boaty'. I actually tied a 'thimble' onto a rope using a 'scaffold' knot! How clever does that sound? We also ventured out on the yacht, just the 4 of us, today for the first time.
We are moored tonight in The Basin, on the edge of Ku-ring-gai Chase NP, There are wallabies grazing in the grassy area, and a huge lagoon which is cut off by a sandbar during low tide. We are on a mooring which apparently you can just 'pick up', but as they belong to other people, if they happen to come by and need it, then you move. Pretty relaxed arrangement. These ones are free. We plan to stay here for a few days (or until our water runs out), and will make the most of the bushwalks - or at least as much as Roo & Cooks allow us to...
following are a couple of happy snaps. x
Making superhero capes out of left over shower curtains.
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Roo's pearls.
Roo's pearls of wisdom:
Me: what's that in the water?
Roo: it's a bob.
Me: a what?
Roo: it's just a bob mum.
It was a buoy.
(Roo knows perhaps a little too well the joke about what you call a man with no arms and no legs in the ocean).
Palm Beach shopping list:
1. white shorts
2. polo top
3. docksiders
4. cap.
As you can imagine, we're fitting right in. (!)
2. polo top
3. docksiders
4. cap.
As you can imagine, we're fitting right in. (!)
Saturday, September 11, 2010
5 days & a thousand kilometres.
Off the prom.
Dolphins riding the bow wave.
Gabo Island.
See that black dot?.... it's a whale.
I told Xave that he needs to write a post about the sail up.
He said no. Man of many words, my husband....
My Aunt Monica (who thankfully joined me on the drive up), the kids & I arrived in Pittwater after leaving Port Hacking early this morning. The day was SUBLIME. We found a brilliant park in Mona Vale which had been recommended to us by a kinder mum, Jeanette - THANKS - and spent a lazy couple of hours soaking up the sunshine.
We had 3 crew flying back to Avalon this evening, so a shuttle bus was ordered for 3.15 in order to make the flight. Only problem was, we weren't quite sure where or when Xave etc were going to pull up. The sail into PIttwater was taking a bit longer than anticipated. Eventually they tied up to the most perfect anchorage in Palm Beach at about 2.45. Was a bit touch and go, but all worked out in the end.
Palm Beach anchorage is beautiful. Within 2 minutes of arriving, Roo was already kicking around with another boy on the beach whom he'd confidently started up a conversation with. Cooks preferring the company of all her 'babies' and 'Stevelee' aboard Awaitea. After our final farewells to our last remaining crew member Steve, we started up the engine - oh wait, no we didn't - we'd blown a fuse and of course didn't have a spare, so were towed to a mooring where we plan to stay for a few days.
The adventure has well and truly begun.
Palm Beach Anchorage
Palm Beach
Kids mesmerised watching some locals gutting their haul.
Xave & 'Stevelee'
Our sincerest thanks to our 5 crew members and friends, who safely got us to Sydney - Alan, Steve, Damian, Adam & Mon - without your generosity of time & skill, who know's where we'd be.
Friday, September 10, 2010
Sydney.
It's not cold anymore.
The plants have big green leaves on them, & there are little green and yellow ferries chugging by...
This afternoon we were reunited with Awaitea and the boys at the RMYC in Cronulla. Climbing aboard, I was pleasantly surprised... I half expected to find a tangle of bags and man farts, but the yacht was as clean as a whistle.
Cleaner than I keep it. not that that's saying much.
The sailors encountered whales, seals, dolphins, & mermaids.
The drivers encountered road rage.
Tonight was all about beers in the bar and sashimi made from freshly caught tuna. Tomorrow will be the final leg of the delivery. It is too, too exciting....
The plants have big green leaves on them, & there are little green and yellow ferries chugging by...
This afternoon we were reunited with Awaitea and the boys at the RMYC in Cronulla. Climbing aboard, I was pleasantly surprised... I half expected to find a tangle of bags and man farts, but the yacht was as clean as a whistle.
Cleaner than I keep it. not that that's saying much.
The sailors encountered whales, seals, dolphins, & mermaids.
The drivers encountered road rage.
Tonight was all about beers in the bar and sashimi made from freshly caught tuna. Tomorrow will be the final leg of the delivery. It is too, too exciting....
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Change.
Change affects us all in different ways:
I crave it, then struggle with it.
Roo gets his undies off and struts.
and Cooks does lovely artwork.
In dark blue marker.
All over Granny's. White. Mercedes.
I crave it, then struggle with it.
Roo gets his undies off and struts.
and Cooks does lovely artwork.
In dark blue marker.
All over Granny's. White. Mercedes.
Monday, September 6, 2010
Finally.
Newly repaired sail goes back on track.
My sister Sam, holding on very tightly to an excitable Roo & Cooks.
A nervous farewell.
Thanks for having us Queenscliff Harbour.
Shippety doo dah.
Being rock and rolled.
May not be wanting dinner....
I can't quite believe it, but the adventure has begun.
Xave, Alan, Steve, Adam & Damian set sail this arvo.
A handful of loved ones watched them go through the rip.
After watching that, the galley and all it's equipment is probably now in the saloon. Seriously rough.
Safely through the other side, we watched them head off into the late afternoon.
Smooth sailing.
and please don't forget to call!!!
and on a brighter note.....
all things going well, the boys will still be able to leave today...
Fair winds and following seas boys. x
Fair winds and following seas boys. x
Sleepless in Queenscliff - take 2.
Another shit night.
We were woken this time at 2am, by the howling wind, and then, a peculiar cracking sort of noise - the wind had snuck into the middle of our furled headsail, and bit by bit, coaxed the sail out (bribed with what, I have NO IDEA) - you need to have a bit more stickability young headsail...).
Anyway, the result was the middle third of the sail had filled with wind, creating a 'parachute' effect. As we were tied to a pontoon, the vibrations from the force, shook us ALL awake, as did the whip cracking sort of noise.
As clever as my children are, they DID NOT sleep through this little ripper.
So, long story short, kids were transported to Granny's house at 4am due to fear of not quite knowing what would ensue, whilst Xave, Jim from the yacht next to ours, and periodically me, sail wrangled for 2 hours in the driving rain and wind with gusts so strong that I was 'unfooted' several times.
The sail was eventually 'semi-contained' at 5.30am. Enough to be able to retire anyway. I went back to Granny's to look after the kids, and Xave went to sleep.
Happy Father's Day.
* HUGE thanks to Jim for helping us through the night. Greatly appreciated.
The next afternoon, after the wind finally relaxed it's hold, we managed to untangle the headsail, only to find that it had indeed been damaged with a couple of small chafing holes near the base. Also, the metal 'tang' (whatever that is), is also nearly worn through, and instead of being round it has stretched to oval. So instead of making the most of the better weather and setting sail at 4.30am, the sail will have to come down this morning and be taken to the sailmaker to be repaired, and the welder will have to repair the 'tang'. (whatever that is).
Can you imagine what happened next?.
well,
yesterday,
I cracked the shits.
I lost the plot.
I flipped my lid
& I dropped my bundle.
(emabarrassingly, some of this was in public).
post script.
It is NOT easy to live on a yacht. Don't for one minute think that it is.
Maybe in the Med or the Carribbean on a 150ft crewed fancy pants something or other it is, but not on ours.
It is constant checking, constant retying of knots, constant everything.
Friday, September 3, 2010
Cannonballs...
Something is going on at Fort Queenscliff. Cannons keep firing.
Either that or we're being invaded. Waiting to see the cannonballs whistling past, feel like a REAL pirate gal now! Arrrgh.
Either that or we're being invaded. Waiting to see the cannonballs whistling past, feel like a REAL pirate gal now! Arrrgh.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Birds Eye.
As we left the harbour for a sail last Saturday, friends from the neighbouring yacht, took a couple of snaps from the observation tower. Great to get a different view... Thanks to Jim & Kerry.
Every kid's dream?
Roo & Cookie have been spoilt rotten by Ann, Rob & Sophie of 'Lix' at Queenscliff harbour.
As we are nearing the end of our stay at the harbour, yesterday, they received an invitation.....
They were collected at 2pm sharp...
.
Our enormous thanks to Ann, Rob & Sophie, for always treating the kids with warmth & friendliness.
They will miss you very much, and NOT just because of the freckles...
As we are nearing the end of our stay at the harbour, yesterday, they received an invitation.....
They were collected at 2pm sharp...
.
Our enormous thanks to Ann, Rob & Sophie, for always treating the kids with warmth & friendliness.
They will miss you very much, and NOT just because of the freckles...
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