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SUNDAY 8th
AUGUST 2010
Another beautifull morning in Paradise ,
Australia, but chiiiiily.
Here in Stonehaven bay , Hook Island, there were 24
boats anchored for the night, and lots of parties on various boats,
Mary had an early morning swim, despite the threat
of jelly fish.
10.00hrs We slipped the moorings and motored
over the 2 miles to Langford Island and picked up another public
mooring,
this little Island was covered with small green
trees and had a 1/2 mile sandy spit running SE from one corner, the sand was
just a beautifull
golden colour, but not as nice as " Whitehaven Bay
" which had if you can remember, had beautifull white sand, so fine it was
like iceing suger, Langford Isl. also had a great selection of coral
reefs for diving and snorkeling. and the surrounding waters were so crystal
clear.......
We only scraped the ass of the rib once as Niall
and Skipper rushed ashore with the emergancy medical bag to rescue Mary who had
a 6" long open wound she recieved in the
water, Shark or coral, we will never tell,
The wound was so deep , that skipper nearly
nearly collapsed again, ( Last time this happened was when he saw " Fats"
in the emergancy unit
at the hospital in the cook Islands, with his newly
acquired " Cook Island Tatoo ")
We rushed Mary back to the boat, where Niall and
Aileen cleaned up the horrific wound and proceeded to sew up the wound with
surgical tape.............Ohhhhhh my gawd,
Can they be considered Surgeon's now.
Later, after all the fuss died down, and Mary was
relaxing on the deck with her leg in a sling hanging from the boom, skipper and
Niall
continued and finished installing the SSB radio
control unit in the Nav Station, and then proceed to look into the Generator
again,
So now , we have returned to being ordinary
electronics engineers, and we agonised over the possible causes of this engine
failing
to operate. For 2 hours we hummed and hawed,
we looked at every sq,inch of the flywheel looking for the magnet that controls
the MPU,
but failed to see the friggin thing, It was like
looking up the elephants hole again wondering if we could see or solve
something.
If it wasent so serious, it would be
comical, oh feck , bleedin boats, but we love them.
14.00hrs, We slipped the moorings once again and
headed for " Butterfly Bay" just another 2 miles away, and on the northern side
of Hook Island,
It took an hour to get there as the current against
us was very strong, but then the weather was just beautifull, and butterfly bay
was everything
we expected. High tree covered hills surounding the
horse shoe bay and torquise waters,
The bay had lots of Turtles, who regularly came to
the surface and waved at us,,,
We picked up a moorings, ( good job we arrieved
when we did as 10 mins later all the moorings were occupied, )
30 mins. later we had a visit from two couples from
a catamaran close bye, They were enquiring about our ensign and it turned
out that one of the women ( Noleen ) was from Synge street in Dublin and
has lived in Australia since 1974, we had to invite them on board for a few
drops of vino, and end our own " Off the drink "
promise ......... promises are just made to be broken ... We had a good laugh
with them for an hour or so...
18.30 hrs, Aileen ( yes Aileen ) did the
dinner, and as only Aileen will do, got out the cookery books and followed the
instructions to the inch,
She did " Pommes Lyonnaise" with Austrian
Cabbage and sour cream and other stuff, plus steaks cooked to
order.
However, as we have no generator at present, and
the boys were busy doing other things, she completly flayed the
batteries
with the cooker in preparing this wonderfull
feast,
Yeah , it was excellent, and again as it was so
chilly, we ate in the " Royal Saloon " and had some catching up to do on the
wine,
Oh ! I forgot to mention, Niall and Skipper
repalaced the hinges on the fwd, toilet hatch, long over due,,
Later, skipper did the blog, and we all had an
early night,
No cards, no games, no DVD's ................. just
the scratchers, ZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzz
ZZZZZZZZZZZ
Thats if for now,
Signed :- Stephen
Hyde ( Skipper )
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