Sunday 24 January 2016

Sailing around Australia; Straya Day

Jumpinpin Bar, South Stradbroke Ilsand, Gold Coast


We are proudly flying the flag. WA flag too.

25/1/2016 Straya day

Here we are spending Australia Day 2016 aboard our catamaran Easy Tiger at the Jumpinpin Bar near the Gold Coast Queensland.

Of the 200 or so boats anchored between us and the horizon, I think at least 3/4s of them are flying the Australian flag, as we are. Just to be different we are also flying the West Australian flag too, which is attracting many a quizzical look.

What a terrific day to celebrate our good fortune of being born in country that has so much freedom. We have the freedom to take opportunities that are presented, freedom to earn money and the freedom to use that money to buy a pleasure boat if we so choose.

Then we still have the freedom to use that boat in any way we choose to. Like taking off from our home port and sailing around our continent. We also have the freedom to choose taking our big power boat to Jumpinpin for the Straya day weekend, where we anchor up nice and close to someone elses sailing catamaran, then we have the freedom to crank the stereo so the whole anchorage can listen to the soothing sounds of Jimmy Barnes.

Of course what good would that freedom be if you couldn’t  shout and swear a bit especially when the little kids are swimming at the beach no more than 50 metres from where you anchored your big power boat.

The best part, is that we are all here to celebrate living in a country where we are free to have our mates bring their big power boat over and tie it on to the side of ours, then while jimmy barnes is shouting about working hard for a living on our boat, we can have drinking, burping a weeing over the side competitions on their boat.

Then when we are all drunk enough, we are free to jump off  the roof of our boat into the current that is so strong one of our drunk mates has to come pick us up in the dinghy. We are free to be so drunk that we can’t climb into the dinghy and we get towed back to the boat.

By this time we are free to be really drunk and obnoxious so when someone suggests we move our big power boats further down stream we think that is a good idea. Naturally, we have the freedom to roar off in our power boats at such a speed that all those little yachts and catamarans are rolled violently from side to side, cos hey, they are free to rock and roll too.


Not that I am saying this happened, mind you. I am just saying that we are free to do and behave like this if we choose, while so many others are just trying to live, or spend days trying to find their next meal. That’s why I celebrate Straya Day.

A few of the many boats anchored around us.

Full moon at Jumpinpin past night

A few photos I took while on a visit to North Stradbroke Island with Paul and Jenny off  "MY RUBY"






Thursday 21 January 2016

Sailing Around Australia; Our First Tangalooma Tale

Deanbilla, North Stradbroke Island, Queensland

Our first  Tangalooma Tale

Yesterday, we took Easy Tiger on her second voyage form Brisbane to Tangalooma. I am pleased to say it went off without a hitch, unlike our first trip.

Not many know the story, but when we first became owners of Easy Tiger, our first trip was from the RQYS to Tangalooma on Moreton Island, about 15 nautical miles from Brisbane.

Tangalooma is where the Queensland government dumped some wrecks of barges and dredges that had been littering the river. They took them over to Tangalooma and put them parallel with the beach, hoping to make a breakwater from the wind and the currents. The breakwater idea failed, but it is now a good snorkeling , diving and boating spot.

We arrived in Brisbane, with our daughter Bree and her boyfriend at the time, Clinton. We were very excited to be spending our first week on “our” boat, Easy Tiger.

Our guy, Ken, that was helping us look after Easy Tiger had parked it in the VIP pens right in front of the restaurant and bars at the Royal Queensland Yacht Squadron.

I must point out at this time that my sailing experience up until this point consisted of 4 days on a yacht while doing my competent crew certificate. 

The four of us sprang out of the taxi and ran down the jetty, leaping aboard our boat. Our luggage was stowed quick time and we went over the boat with a fine tooth comb, trying to remember everything from our inspection, lift out and test sail a couple of months earlier.

The day went by in a flash with the girls going shopping and the guys, checking everything out, then deciding that we would go for a look see in the dinghy.

In my haste, I grabbed the dinghy rope in both hands, and let the clutch go before I had the rope around the winch. The weight of the dinghy sent it crashing in the water, pulling the rope through my hands very quickly. This caused a serious burn that blistered within seconds in the both of my palms.

For the rest of the week I was doing everything by using fingertips only.

The girls arrived back from the shops and by the time all the provisions were stowed, it was time for dinner. Leanne had bought some meat for the barbecue and set about plugging the barbecue gas line in. The bayonet was quite stiff, so she took a step back to give the gas bayonet a good push, but she stepped back too far.

Into the water she tumbled, much to the mirth of the considerable crowd now gathered in the RQYS bar.

The next morning we set off for our trip to Tangalooma. We had been going for a few hours and were feeling quite pleased that we had left the mooring pen, got out of the busy marina and around St Helena Island without any mishaps. Even with me steering by fingertips and heavily bandaged hands.

As we approached Moreton Island the need to tack or something like that became more obvious to me. As in my training , I announced to everyone that we would prepare to tack.

Leanne was fishing and carried on with that. Bree was sitting on a chair reading a book and carried on with that. Clinton was inside getting something to eat. So I prepared to tack, by myself.

Preparation to tack on Easy Tiger involves bringing the traveller to the centre of the boat. Unfortunately, the previous owners must have got a special price on blue rope, because our dinghy lift rope, traveller rope and the main sheet, were all blue.

In my preparation to tack I managed to undo the dinghy haul up rope, causing it to once again allow the dinghy to free fall into the water. In a state of shock I called to the crew, “oh shit, the dinghies in the water”. To which they responded by carrying on doing what they were doing.

I needed to get a response and some help quickly to tack, as we were now travelling straight towards a beach at about 8 knots with the dinghy, which was now upside down, bobbing along behind us. All I could do then was yell “F…..g man overboard, crew”.

Leanne, alerted to the urgency of the situation took the helm and fired up the motors, Clinton helped me winch the traveller over and around went Easy Tiger. We managed to furl the head sail to slow the boat. Once we were slowed, Clinton and I hauled the dinghy in and managed to get it back into position.

We motored gingerly the last couple of miles to Tangalooma.

Bree and Clinton were keen divers. As we arrived, they had their scuba gear on and jumped in. They hadn’t been gone long, when Bree surfaced and was yelling for help. Without further ado, Leanne and I dropped the dinghy and jumped in. Amazingly the dinghy motor started and we raced off to help our daughter who was finding the current too strong.

In our haste to get to her aid, Leanne and I had jumped into the opposite side for operating the dinghy. I was wondering why the throttle controller seemed quite awkward, even though I could only use my fingertips.

Bree grabbed the front of the dinghy as we got to her, but thinking I was reducing the revs, I gave it full power and we lurched forward, going straight over the top of our beloved daughter.

Leanne was screaming, I was shouting and fortunately, behind us Bree bobbed up all ok and was soon shouting as well. Then, Clinton surfaced and began shouting at Bree for not letting him know she was going to the surface, and Bree was shouting at him for shouting at her.

We got the two shouting divers back to Easy Tiger and again set off in the dinghy, this time the right way around. We needed to practice. We went to have a look at the wrecks, but got too close. A wave picked up the dinghy and as it went through, the dinghy crashed down onto part of the wreck, temporarily stranding us on the barnacle infested rusty steel hulk. Now we were shouting at each other again.

Another wave came through and picked us up, so while there was water underneath us I gunned the engine and we reversed away from the obstacle.

Leanne demanded to be taken to shore, She had to get on some dry land to sit and think. I put the dinghy into gear.

As the dinghy started to go forward the whole thing started shaking violently. We shook and shuddered our way to shore with Leanne shouting at me that we had managed to wreck our new dinghy in one day. She had me convinced.

At shore while Leanne went for some personal time in the shade, I inspected the dinghy. I found the painter, or the rope that we tie the dinghy to Easy Tiger with, which of course was blue, was too long. It had gone right under the dinghy and wrapped itself around the propeller, causing the awful vibration.

Luckily for my sail in aspirations, the rest of the week was a delight. We really took to boat ownership from then on.

We do look back at our first Tangalooma trip with fond memories of the “learning experiences” we had those first 2 days.That being, rope burns really hurt, you can't stand on water, you shouldn't have all your ropes the same colour and it is actually really hard to kill a dinghy.

We have had a few hiccups and “happenings” since then, one in particular that we are going the gold coast next week to have repaired.


When Leanne insisted that we go back to Tangalooma again this week, I was understandably a little cautious. Fortunately our trip was event free.


Tuesday 12 January 2016

Sailing Around Australia; Best Wishes

East Coast Marina, Manly, Brisbane

12th January 2016  

Best Wishes

I think Christmas and new years compliments, greetings and best wishes for the new year are just about done. It’s now the 12th of January so I think it’s time to dispense with the seasons greetings. If there is possibly anyone we missed during the festive season, then happy new-year and best wishes to you too.

Thinking of all the best wishes that we received and that we sent for the new-year, got me thinking. What if we were actually granted three wishes for our sailing around Australia adventure? What would we use them for?

I am pretty sure that we would wish for good health first and foremost.

We have kept very good health on our sailing adventure so far, except Leanne has been suffering from very dry eyes for the last six months. Her eyes are most affected by wind and bright light so sailing hasn’t been a whole lot of fun for her. She has been having treatment while we’ve been based in Brisbane, so hopefully the problem will soon be fixed.

We also would extend the wish of health to our family and loved ones. 2015 had us feeling very blessed we are ok. Sadly, a much loved extended family member was struck down with motor neuron disease, another had open heart surgery (at 80 years of age), my dad lost all independence courtesy of another stroke and my mum has been suffering a debilitating liver problem.

Even our sailing buddies have had a horrible cancer scare.

These loved ones had a terrible year. Proof that no one really knows when health issues will strike. Without sounding uncaring, Leanne and I use these peoples health issues as sort of motivation. If we had sat back and waited for the “right” time or until we were ready to retire, we may not have been physically able to do it.

The second wish is that we have enough money to continue our sailing adventure for another year.

Money, for me, is like oxygen, you can’t do much without it.

The end of 2015 has seen share market woes and a lot of investments and therefore peoples incomes knocked.  Almost all the fellow sailors we have met along the way are retired and about 5 to 7 years older than us with many relying on their super for income.  I hope things are ok for all of them, if we were the only ones out there it wouldn't be as enjoyable.

We rely on rent income that is contracted for another year and dividends from a business we are partners in. I can read the writing on the wall and can see our business finding the going pretty tough this year.  But Leanne and I are fit and healthy and quite capable of doing a lot of different things, so if it comes to that we will go and get wwww……k. (the W word is unmentionable on board Easy Tiger).

The third wish I would use is all about enjoying the moment.

There is no doubt that we are restless souls. We want to experience a number of things before our time is up, but there is a saying, “The past is gone, the future hasn’t happened yet, so be in the present”.

It is so easy to get caught up in wondering where we will be at the end of the year, or where we will live once we are done sailing, or who we are going to sail with next month, that we actually miss the interesting things and the opportunity right where we are.

For example, had the weather allowed us to use Bundaberg as an overnight stop only, as we intended, we would have missed the turtle centre at Mon Repos. That turned out to be a real highlight. It was where we saw huge loggerhead turtles crawl up the sand to lay their eggs on the exact same beach where they hatched twenty or more years before.

I must say it is also hard not to feel a bit, well, guilty, to be living our fantastic adventure as our friends and family work through the hardship of fly in fly out jobs, suffer  job also financial loss.

We do realize that we can’t control others fortunes though and if we were at home with 9-5 jobs, our friends and family would still have there ups and downs no matter how much we wished they didn’t have to.

So with the festive season done, this week we will take down the Christmas lights, dust off our sails and head out into the wide blue yonder once more.

We are hopeful of health wealth and content, but more importantly we want to inspire all to throw caution to the wind, get up, get out and stop dreaming, start doing, because you will never know what’s around the corner.