To Scaw Fell

Beez Neez
Skipper and First Mate Millard (Big Bear and Pepe)
Wed 25 May 2016 22:57
To Scaw Fell Island
 
 
 
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Dawn.
 
All ready to leave in the dark at five fifteen for our sixty three mile journey to Scaw Fell. Up came the anchor, no lumpy stuff to worry about – deep (thirty odd metres) for the whole way. A never-happened-before was entering zero for the first two entries in the log book for wind speed, motoring then.............
 
 
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We won a game each at backgammon and Bear led all the way in Upword – I snuck a win much to his chagrin. At half past four we could see all of Scaw Fell with a couple of hours to go.
 
 
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A very craggy coast. Up close the rocks were extraordinary.
 
 
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Up close the colours were tiger stripes.
 
 
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The afternoon sky.
 
 
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Our final corner before the bay.
 
 
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Huge, now to find a shallow place to anchor.
 
 
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On Bear’s IPad there was a cheeky bommie noted, the little green ball above our position in the pale blue. Settled in four and a half metres.
 
 
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Our neighbours.
 
 
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St Bee’s, tomorrows short hop.
 
 
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We ate supper in complete silence, after the fruit bats and loud chirping birds went to bed we had utter silence. The surface of the bay was smooth and sunset was a pleasant business. What a lovely place, rightly named Refuge Bay. And a perfectly serene sunset.
 
 
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ALL IN ALL A VERY PLEASANT DAY
                    GREAT TO BE IN THE WHITSUNDAYS