Rock a bye baby.

... on the tree top.

In our case, at The Basin.

Yesterday, we farewelled our neighbours and went to the basin for a change of scenery, prior to heading back to Sydney. As expected we had a lovely time swimming in the lagoon, and dining in the sunset with the wallabies and goannas.

As evening closed in, we settled the kids, and Xave and I commented on pleasant it was to be gently rocked to sleep.

FAMOUS LAST WORDS.

We retired at 10pm, and that's when it all turned curly. The north-easterly swell built up, the wind dropped off, the current turned us side on to the swell, and well, lets put it this way, actually, if you like, lets do a little experiment:

1. Lie down on your back.
2. Now, roll to the right so that you are on your right hand side.
3. Now, roll back the other way to finish on your left hand side.
4. Repeat steps 2 & 3
5. Continue for 4 HOURS!

By 1am, Xave & I felt so delirious, that we dropped the mooring, and motored back to Palm Beach, where Xave promptly fell asleep in the calm water, and I, ironically, lay in bed completely wired from the excitement.

Ho hum.