Monthly Archives: January 2012
Day Eight 11/01/12
Skipper is on deck early and feeling better. We are motoring down the channel in no time. We raise the main as we clear the channel markers, and soon have the headsail up. There are more curtains of rain heading … Continue reading
Day Seven 10/01/12
Bullets of wind have been sliding across the water all night, but our anchor held. I have had my rank lifted to first lieutenant today, Robert has come down with something and wants to rest. Aimee and I raise the … Continue reading
Day Six 09/01/12
Breakfast is around 7.30, muesli, yoghurt and grapefruit juice. The HF weather report crackles. Across the bay the swell is surging on the rocks. At dawn the solitary fishing boat that has been sharing our harbour weighed anchor, always a … Continue reading
Amazing Dolphin Photo from Escapade
Fellow Escapade crew member Brian Abbott took this amazing shot of Dolphins with his iphone off Tasman Island during the Melbourne Hobart Race. I had to share it with you!
Day Five 08/01/12
I spend the morning at work on the laptop, and we breakfast at 11.45. The boat is rocking on the mooring due to a slight swell in the bay, which means the seas outside would be fairly significant, and occasionally … Continue reading
Day Four 07/01/12
The day starts lazy, an extended sleep in ends with fresh meusli, yoghurt and stewed fruit at around 10.00. We are not going anywhere today as a stiff northerly is still blowing down the coast. Robert has a bottle of … Continue reading
Day Three 06/01/12
Wattlebirds are cackling in the forest as Escapade rides on her mooring. The ripples on her hull and the gentle rocking of the boat lulls me back to sleep, no-one surfaces until after 9am. We have a rope snubbing line … Continue reading
Day Two 05/01/12
Escapade happily swung all night on her anchor in winds that gusted to 25 knots, and we awoke to a pair of sea eagles gliding above the trees and a breakfast of Daci Sourdough with French strawberry jam and fresh … Continue reading
Day One 04/01/12
Escapade lies at the Elizabeth Street Jetty, in the centre of Hobart, beneath the buttress of Mount Wellington, and crowds of Hobartians promenading around the docks. The fleet have mostly sailed for home, and we are busying ourselves with last … Continue reading
Escapade – The sail back
Gentle reader, please accept my abject apologies for not writing sooner, but time has been in short supply. I returned from the desert in August to find that hungry termites had been eating my house, bringing forward the planned kitchen … Continue reading