To Rudy Maas
Beez Neez now Chy Whella
Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Sat 30 Apr 2016 22:57
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To Rudy
Maas
   This morning we popped in for coffee
with Peta and Oscar. It was very sadly ‘farewell’
time. At lunch time the tide rose and Beez fought the almost
overwhelming Velcro effect of our hosts jetty. the first task was to nip round
the corner to the fuel dock in the next marina. Bear made an
effort to smile, we both shrugged and had to get on with it. A very
wonderful time here in Sanctuary Cove but.........this circumnavigation of hours
demands us move on.
 After fuelling up we had to pass by –
oh - Beez bucked and reared and fought for her head, the second she saw the dock she had wanted to stay on.
  All of a sudden a big tour ferry
wanted to overtake us, a big cruiser and smaller weekend traffic bring
concentration to the fore.
 We had to turn left at the green and
into a vast area.
 Maritime Rescue was trying to
fight a stuck lady, took a while but before it was
out of sight we saw success.
  Another entrance, this time with a ‘Boaties
Welcome’ sign, Australia certainly knows how to make boaties feel safe,
monitored, provide great weather, information websites, anchorages and services.
A very friendly bunch.
 A working
girl ready for work after the long weekend.
 A very bright
houseboat.
 On our next left some chaps were sunbathing.
 A lovely open area, a well marked
channel, but only good for us at high tide. There was a bit of a wiggle through
Jacobs Well Shoals with notices at each end saying ‘less than a metre at low
tide’. We had nearly a metre under us so all was well. Then over two and above
the rest of the way.
 We passed Jacobs
Well Volunteer Marine Rescue.
 Behind us.
   Some Jacobs Well
residents.
  Loved this girl – her three chairs set up
as lookouts-cum-fishing stools.
  Trendy and traditional
houseboats.
 On through Jacobs
Well mooring field, then a right turn, we still had an hour
of daylight so instead of overnighting here we pressed
on.
  Over on the left a lady who looks as
if she has been there for some time, over on the
right – at first glance OK but closer, not
seaworthy.
 Things are all
ripped and raggedy.
 Our last uh-oh of the day and the saddest lady of all, a little further and we were in
the mooring field.
 We picked a couple
of nice ladies to park near, picked up a Department of Transport buoy,
thirteen and a half miles completed and settled to watch the sunset.
   ALL IN ALL VERY HARD TO GET
GOING FROM PETA AND OSCAR’S
A GOOD START TO OUR JOURNEY
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