(Coffin Bay, South Australia)
26/3/2014 Bad names, Nice Places.
We are preparing to leave Coffin Bay today to continue our sailing
around Australia adventures. Coffin Bay is at the end of a long winding channel
that should be followed, as the surrounding bays and waterway are quite
shallow.
Also there is a 2 metre tide so we leave on an outgoing tide so that
the current will be behind us and help push us along.
Urchin have felt the effects of these currents while they have been
tied to a swing mooring further into the channel than us. They have been in
serious trouble of getting dizzy each afternoon as the tidal currents and the
wind have literally pushed their boat around in circles.
I realised this morning that I had not taken a single photo of
Coffin Bay. It is a very pretty place with more than 20 boats of various sizes
and shapes moored in the very narrow bay. The shores are lined with holiday
houses that are also various shapes and sizes. Trees surround many of the
houses, so it gives a fairly lush look to the landscape.
To my defense it has been reasonably overcast and wintery since we
have been here so the light hasn’t been too good for photography.
We were told that King George Whiting abound in these waters. So
Leanne and I loaded up our dingy with buckets, bait, fishing lines and all
sorts of fishing tools and gadgets. We donned our life jackets and headed a
couple of miles out into the bay.
After anchoring right on the edge of the weed and sand following the
local’s instructions, we tried here, there and there and there. One lucky
whiting barely size was all we had to show for three hours of our time and
about 5 litres of dinghy fuel. I say it was la lucky fish, because Leanne
couldn’t see the point of filleting one little fish so she threw it back.
That’s right, Leanne threw one back!
After bobbing up and down in our little dinghy and having Oyster
farm and other fishing boats roar past us throwing us about, I was very glad to
pull up anchor and head back to Easy Tiger.
Yesterday we walked up to the Coffin Bay industrial area and
marveled at all the oyster farm sheds. I had thought that it was one big
conglomerate that does the oysters here, but was surprised to see many small
businesses involved.
We bought 6dozen straight off a boat that had just arrived in from
the farm. Leanne put her culinary skills in to play and we had a dozen Natural,
a dozen Kilpatrick and a dozen fried in beer batter for tea. Superb.
Over the next three days we will complete a major section of our
sailing around Australia adventure by arriving in Port Lincoln and leaving the
Great Australian Bight. It will take us three or for days to get to Port
Lincoln and that will mean having to pass some really badly named places like
Misery Cove, Avoid bay and Cape Catastrophe, as well as Thistle Island.
All being well we will anchor at Memory Cove on Friday night, which
will leave us a reasonable day sail to Lincoln on Saturday.
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