Wednesday, 26 August 2020

Whitsunday Island Wanderings July - August 2020



Capt Teza and Onie
Capt Teza and his Wench

Whitsunday Island Wanderings

For those who may be new readers to our sailing blogs, they are not written as such of a ships log with information on apparent wind, speed over water, compass bearings and so forth.  The blogs are a narrative of thoughts and feelings, funny stories of Mishaps, Mischief and Mayhem, sights, sounds, smells, experiences that amazed and amused us on our journey north. Living our life with gratitude, travelling the coast, navigating the coastal waters of Australia on a yacht no bigger than a double garage. Living life slow.


Our passages and destinations are dictated by weather and sea conditions which can be frustrating at times because although we may be at a beautiful anchorage one day and want to explore more, the next day can be uncomfortable and dangerous to stay longer.  Finding suitable anchorages for wind, tide, swell, and weather conditions has the constant attention of Capt Teza to ensure we are safe and comfortable. Neither one of us fair very well with no sleep on rolling anchorages, most uncomfortable and with the additional responsibility of anchor watches.

After leaving Gladstone (last blog),we went to Port Clinton, Great Keppel islands and Yepoon, met up with some friends from the mountain the Durand’s and Leesa and Alan from the Sunshine Coast who happened to be holidaying in the region

Judy and Jon Meet up at Keppels

We also got to meet fellow sailing members of Cruising Queensland group, for lively conversations and exchanging information. We fly the burgees of our memberships “Women Who Sail Australia, Percy Island Yacht Club and Shaggers Yacht Club”.

We had pre organised to get new clears on our dodger completed at Roslyn Bay Marina as zippers had deteriorated and no longer worked to give us a watertight cover over the cockpit.

Weather although sunny during the day was very cold at night and I was suffering with RA attacks and regulating body temperature primarily due to low iron count and unfavorable white cell count. I was also very stressed at this time worrying about a few things back home, family and friends, which all added to having continuing RA Attacks.  My only relief was the dreaded drugs I must take and the comfort of hot water bottle, the 12-volt electric heated travel rug from Aldi, and practicing mindfulness. Understanding, empathy and kindness to yourself and others is a mind set that helps with wellness. Letting go of things I can't change or fix is a challenge for me.

Capt Teza was keen to get me into warmer conditions to ease my discomfort, so we cut short our time at the Keppel Islands.

Port Clinton and Percy Island

I have written in the past many blogs on Percy Islands and you will find them in the history sections of our blog library.  For this part of the passage a video on our SV Sens de la Vie UTube Channel  https://youtu.be/q4CBBJkBjSU


 We left the Percy Islands, reluctantly, as I would have liked to stay at least 10 days here as it is one of my favourite Islands. 

Sunsets 

We made passage to Scawfell Island as bad weather was predicted.  We had a good sail but the seas were building and even in the protected “harbour” of Scawfell Island it was blowing 30knots, (which is about 55klm per hour in land speed measurements) and we spun on anchor all night. This resulted on us making another long day passage to Shaw Island where we sat out the big blow for a couple of days. We made our first tank of 200+lts of water on the way with our new water maker which all worked brilliantly.

Some days can be quite arduous and long, our love of ocean travelling, the light on the waves, dolphins, sea birds and spotting whales navigating and working the sails keeps us busy. As we are now in the Whitsundays, so many little islands and rocky outcrops make the journey interesting. 

 

 In my minds eye I see so much more.

Ancient faces emerge from the colors, shapes and shadows of rocky Headlands and small rocky island atolls. Sailing slowly and intimately past this beautiful coastline, our island home.

Menacing faces to ward us from coming nearer appear in my mind’s eye, welcoming smiles enticing our ship to come closer, a child asleep, a sea widow’s saddened expression, longingly looking out to sea for her lover to return.  Visual apparitions borne from imagination. Letting the mind drift, daydreaming, and seeing the natural land and sea scapes in light, shade and colour, reimagining them into pictures in your mind of a different form. 

Preparing food is a balancing act on a wobble board and I am constantly bruising myself losing my footing.  It’s a challenge, however, we do eat well, small meals often.  Some dishes are prepared the night before or are fork meals or soups that are prepared prior to departure and have in the freezer.



From Shaw Island we wandered around the Whitsundays, 
spent time at Airlie picking up a pre-ordered delivery of a new generator, portable solar blanket and a fancy battery load tester to add value to our existing power systems and  back up to any power needs, power emergency or redundancy ………..well that’s the Captains explanation…………………….my reasoning for all this equipment is maybe I can blow dry my hair, charge up my computer and camera gear and use my stick blender.

Terry also had a dental appointment in Airlie, and I had to get my blood tests done (regular thing so Dr and specialists can monitor my health whilst I am travelling)

Some highlights of Whitsundays

As you can see from the chart plotter we did do alot of exploring



A girl sometimes has to be on her own and FISH.

Maccona Inlet is a favourite, a quieter anchorage normally no charter boats as the entry to the inlet looks tricky.  Known as a shark nursery it is a peaceful well sheltered anchorage, with fishing and foraging for oysters.

Blowing a gale when we crossed over from Airlie to go to Stonehaven.  It was a cracker of a sail doing 8 to 10 knots in big swells.  After two failed attempts to pick up a public mooring buoy bouncing up and down on the bow sprit in a heavy swell at Stonehaven we tried to anchor. Gusts and swell were not favourable, it was not comfortable or safe, so we up anchor.

We provided sundowner entertainment for everyone else sitting on moorings at Stonehaven, as we swore and cursed at each other.  Investment in “Marriage Saving Devices” which essentially are blue tooth microphones and speakers, like they have in bike helmets, as soon as I get to a major city electronic store. Its exceedingly difficult to give hand gestures whilst holding a boat hook, grappling the large ropes attached to these public moorings. 


Looking out for bommies and instructing pathways through reefs with hand gestures indicating a little to port or starboard and “FFS” slow down is another challenge.  The Capt is 44 ft away with engine and wind noise, we both struggle in communications, instructions get lost in translation, interpretive dance moves misunderstood and perhaps some swearing and yelling.

Beautiful Nara, walks up to sacred sites and cave paintings, great fishing and totally protected.  Whilst the water looks blue and inviting swimming is at your risk.  


Unfortunately, due to the number of boats in this area sharks have become accustomed to food scraps being thrown overboard at these busy anchorages. Absolutely, no swimming off the back of your boat.  is also a shark nursery and young sharks are curious and full of bravado. They will bite to find out what you are, particularly in waters of low visibility. A nip or bite from any shark can be life changing or indeed fatal.

Hazelwood Island opposite to Whitehaven Beach: I did my first dip and dive since leaving home. It was late in the afternoon, overcast so Terry was lookout in the dingy as I drift dived over reef going with the current, video footage was difficult to capture the array of good soft corals and fish as the current was running fast around the headland fringing reef.

  


Tried out my wet suit for the first time, I have never bothered to have one of these before, using only stinger suits, cold water never a problem, till now.   I love having a wet suit, you stay so much warmer and are better protected from coral or rock cuts and scrapes.  Although I must say getting my curves into a sausage tube is an exercise in contorting my body and shoving my curves and boobs into restrictive spaces,  hilarious and exhausting……………………………getting out of it requires assistance. Capt Teza, is only too keen to volunteer.

Sailing into Shute Harbour we just dropped our sails but it was busy

Weather was closing in, a few wet days predicted, back to Shaw Island for protections.

Highlight was watching a mum and baby dugong feeding next to our boat.  By day three we all smelt like “wet dog” and wet fur seem to be stuck on everything.  With weather clearing over the main islands of Whitsundays, and making contact with a Qld Cruising member, we made passage to Gulnare Inlet.

We have never been into Gulnare inlet as it is very shallow and you have to do a zig zag through 2 reefs that block the entrance but with careful navigation by Capt Terry we got in without hitting bottom and found a good hole.

There are no beaches or shore landings in Gulnare and the inlet goes for miles into Whitsunday Island with mangrove lined creeks.

  Absolutely loved exploring these mangroves and have fallen in love with the mangrove habitats.  

There are over 30 species of mangroves in Australia and whilst most of you, like myself, vision mangroves as muddy flats lining creeks, in outer islands without main land runoffs , Gulnare Inlet had clear waters and mangroves were growing out of rocky foreshores. 


The roots of the mangroves and reflections are uniquely beautiful. 

The Mangrove trees seemed to be tip toeing over the water holding their leafy skirts up.



You may be thinking what happens to Floss (deckie dog) …………sometimes she goes for a ride with us on the tender but in these very protected areas of the Whitsundays she does not go to shore.

  It is prohibited.  By the time we departed from wandering around the islands and outer reefs , Floss  had not been to shore to leave messages or smell messages for 16 days.


Floss is trained to do her business at the bow where we have a wash down pump and hose.  She does fret when left alone on the boat and we normally put her down below with some music and a treat.  She settles after about 10 mins and we do not leave her any more than 2 hours.  We have tried to leave her on the deck, but she howls and barks if she can see us in the distance on the tender without her. It is a little bit restrictive to do land activities having the dog on board in these areas, but she has provided us with good company and funny dog moments.


We went back to Stonehaven and picked up a mooring with no issue in calmer conditions.

With weather conditions looking favourable to be out on the outer reefs, we went to Bait Reef a very popular tourist reef, for a short couple of hours to do some diving on the bommies and then headed to Hook reef which is more isolated and zoned for fishing . At Bait reef whales went past the outside of the lagoon as we were snorkelling.

This is what you call a glass out

It is quite scary and requires a good deal of concentration as you make your way into reef lagoons in the middle of the ocean.  With good visibility of the water it can be very hard to judge how deep you are as you glide over reefs; they are so visible in every detail but can be up to 12 metres below you (hence the reason for the intercom ear muffs on my shopping list).

 

I am getting more experience at judging water colour changes, we are not novices or new to traversing reefs but all the same, it’s always an adrenaline rush when you come into waters that you have not been before.  It relies on making a judgement call on bow lookout and the good navigation skills of Capt Teza. 



 But once anchored in a sandy spot between the reef structures that give protection from the sea swells its an incredible and amazing experience.  Like being in a crystal-clear pond watching fish swim under your boat, rays and turtles and all manner of sea life. 


The coral, both hard and soft, are more vivid and extensive.  The Great Barrier Reef is so huge, many lifetimes would be required to explore it all.

 

It is a “wonder of the world” and we all have a responsibility to look after this living sea structure by not doing harm. 


I am always amazed at how many tankers and carrier ships that are traversing between the mainland and reef.  Australia has great shipping pilots that board these tankers and bring them into harbours safely. Shortcuts in safety of cargo and ensuring the ship complies with our Australian biohazard regulations, and that the ship is in good safe working conditions, requires constant attention by authorities.

Terry and I fish responsibly, we don't take more than we can eat. 


After spending a couple of nights out to sea on the reef, winds picked up and we headed back to islands for safe anchorage visiting Blue Pearl Bay on Hayman Island, Langford Reef, Cid Harbor and Nara Inlet.


Its time to get Floss to dog friendly mainland shores. 

Moving further North we headed to Gloucester Island where we relaxed and took Floss to shore for walks.

We will head for Bowen for a couple of days, fuel up before we make our way out of the Whitsunday Region and the start of our passage making adventures in Far North Queensland Waters.

Have made some short videos on Whitsundays using go pro app and posting on Facebook.............just putting together further footage I trust that you will enjoy

We are very fortunate and grateful to have these experiences that we have dreamed and planned for many years for our retirement. We remain flexible and realize that nothing in life is guaranteed ...................... we just make the very best of everyday.

 

 

 

Wednesday, 1 July 2020

The Promise of Pancakes at Pancake Creek went Pirouetting out the Port Hole.




It was certainly very hectic prior to our departure with closing up the home and preparing our property for sale inspections. Storage of vehicles, rehousing animals, checking fencing for the cattle, shutting down fridges, packing. storing and securing personal items and all manner of tasks that are involved in closing your home and property for an extended period.
We were both very tired getting the yacht prepared, provisioned, and sorted before we embarked from our dock on the Gold Coast.
Agreeing, that that a gentle start to our passage making was required to give us an “ exhale” moment to let this new sailing lifestyle settle upon us. 
Sens de La Vie is our new home as we travel the Australia coast exploring its beauty and experiencing life upon the sea.
Covid 19 Restrictions prevented us from our usual “All Welcomed” hospitality with family and friends, celebrating our departure. This weighed heavily on the hearts for both of us, as we are very social people who love the company of our family and friends who care and support us in friendship and love.
A promise to all that I will continue to write of our experience in Blogs as I have done over the past 6 years with our casual cruising on the eastern Seaboard. 
In my mind, I thought that the Blogs would be about once a month to keep everyone updated but, alas, in true style of “The Smiths” - calamity, chaos and mayhem reigns supreme in our eventful life.


 We both giggled last night of our circumstances that lead us to be at the dock in the Port of Gladstone on an unscheduled port of call in our passage.
“Sens de la Vie” translated in English is “the Meaning of Life”.  Capt Terry and our adult daughters, (bilge rats) have a left of centre dark humour, who love the quirky stories of Douglas Adams (Life the Universe and Everything) and are fans of the comedy team of “Monty Python”.
We thought perhaps our yacht needs a footnote inscribed at its stern “Always look on the bright side of life……….. Da Dee Da………Dee Daaaa Dee Da Dee Da”.



After leaving home port we made passage to Moreton Bay south of Tangalooma, it was wet and cold and we both froze.  Visioning warmer weather and waters the thought of packing thermals was an oversight and I suffered dearly with RA attacks over the next week.
Leesa and our dogs having a catch up
We had a good run through to Mooloolaba catching up with fellow Yachtie Mike Middleton on the yacht Isabella making passage to Brisbane with both yachts coming to a stop in the middle of the ocean for a quick chat. Docked and fuelled at Mooloolaba and a quick catch up with another friend and then departed at 11pm to catch the tide at first light across Wide Bay Bar.  



The night sail was vision difficult with no moon and freezing conditions capped it off. Capt Terry did a very long shift so I could rest and keep warm. as both hands were crippled in hand braces from an RA Attack.
I am Freezing
After 4am I went on Helm for a short period, the new communications and navigation equipment is working well and the auto pilot keeps to course without dropping out which makes long passages easier, not requiring to be on the helm all the time.  
No difficulty crossing Wide Bay Bar and dropped anchor in Tin Can Bay, to catch up with fellow sailors Pat and Marg MacDonnell who reside in this township. Stayed 2 nights, launched the new PolyCraft tender and we exhaled.


The next morning we left to traverse the Sheridan Flats in favourable tides.  It was very cold and I was nervous going through these sandbanks as we have been stuck before with our keel.  Heeling over, stuck on terra firma with waters under the hull disappearing, freaks me out as yachts are not designed to have a foot on earth. 
My new strategy for difficult passages that makes me anxious is “Nervous Baking”, which Capt Terry is most delighted as he gets to eat the results.
Nervous Baking Apple Pie
We anchored just South of Kingfisher Bay resort at South White Cliffs and enjoyed just resting up and exploring the historic wrecks up the creeks and caught fish. I finally got to stow away some of our gear in an orderly manner and tidy up the cabins.  Floss our deckhand dog is settling in to her new life on board.
Fishing Off Fraser Island 





Capt Teza Relaxing 
Cocktails and Sunsets......................but its not always this pleasant
We made our leap to Bundaburg under sail most of the way, but sea conditions were lumpy, the cold wind chilling us to the bone.  Blowing half a gale when we arrived into Port of Bundaburg, weather forecasting is a little erratic and unreliable.  We access all 4 global weather models through our Weather Program, Predict Wind, but finding the accuracy not that great at the moment.  I heard commentary on this issue with less atmospheric data coming from airliners to build weather modelling forecasts is a reason.
We had hoped to go out to one of our favourite destinations that we have visited for 20 plus years, Lady Musgrave, but decided that Pancake Creek was a good place to hang out until the wind and sea conditions settled.   The Promise of Pancakes at Pancake Creek and a walk up to the historic Bustard Head Light House would be ideal.
The waters between 1770, Pancake Creek and Gladstone were currently in Search and Rescue Activation by Water Police and Round Hill Marine Rescue as a 54 year Old Skipper had gone missing overboard from his yacht. 
Any vessel in a search area is asked to keep watch and report via radio to Marine Rescue.
Sens De La Vie was sailing well making speed up to 8 knots but challenging with a running large swell on our bum and gusting winds up to 20 knots. Reefing in our head sail and main sail was in order to depower us a little for comfort and better control.
Then our story of a “series of unfortunate events” began.
As customary we start the engine before depowering under sail for safety and control of the vessel particularly when in big sea swells.  Capt Terry went to start the motor - “Nothing”. 
This required me to go on the helm whilst Terry did the diagnostics of the problem.  After a period of 2 hrs, checking batteries, motor and all manner of mechanical equipment he was satisfied that the problem was the starter motor.  By this time Terry after being in the engine compartment in very rolly seas was, a little green.  The wind had picked up and we were now sailing down the following swells up our stern.  Depowering the sails and reefing them in so we can decide what to do next the sun is going down and we were close to our destination of Pancake Creek but coming into this area in these conditions with only the sails for power was a risk.

The 2nd thing that went wrong as we furled in our big head sail (Genoa), the furler failed. We would have to bring down this massive sail in big winds and swell manually. How Terry did this was amazing. Indeed,  whilst I was on the helm trying to keep the boat listing and rolling and  as comfortable as possible for Terry to get this sail down,  I lost sight of him several times under the blanket of the sail cloth.  More scar tissue on my heart when from the corner of my eye I saw a big black object splash in the water, “was that Terry?”
Terry doing the final lashing of the Genoa to deck
Knowing Terry had a Life jacket on and was tethered to the lifelines did not occur to me in those few moments of my heart pumping. Rational thinking went out the door.  We had been keeping an eye out all day for another experienced Skipper who went overboard so that thought was present in my mind.  Seconds later, (seemed like minutes) up jumps a large black dolphin.  Up pops the Capt trying to strap down the sail on our bow.
It is a credit to both our years of sailing experience and our working partnership, that as a team, in an emergency situation, we work well together.  I have every faith in Capt Terry’s ability to assess the situation and make good judgements to keep us safe.
We radio Round Hill Rescue(1770) and advised of our situation and they contacted Gladstone Marine Rescue.
Rescue Crew docking us at Gladstone Marina
So we tacked and gybed our way towards Gladstone in a very busy shipping piloting area.  Its now dark, the seas were building and we were experiencing 25/30 knot winds.  We had depowered the main sail to a tablecloth and we were still doing 5 to 6 knots.
 We had 2 choices stay out to sea all night or make the call for Marine Rescue Gladstone to tow us to safe harbor. Many conversations over the radio with the Marine rescue.  The retired Rescue Chief  also got involved as he was concerned that the advice by the Rescue Duty Officer to anchor in a bay just outside of Gladstone would have been very dangerous and put us on rocks particularly in these big swells. Capt Terry made the call for a Rescue Tow into the port of Gladstone.  We were both very tired and tacking around at night in a major shipping channel in difficult sea conditions was a risk we were not willing to experience.
It took another 3 hours until Rescue Boat arrived to us.  Getting the tow Bridle on the yacht was extremely dangerous with the sea swells tossing our boats on each swell.  Terry was on the bow, a dark silhouette against the Rescue Boat Search light which beamed into my eyes making it so difficult for me to judge the distance between the boats.  Trying to keep the yacht on track and not colliding into the rescue boat when a swell from the stern would push us forward was no easy task. We were still doing 6knots under a Tablecloth size sail, it was our only means of controlled steering.
Hooked up eventually and the long passage down the channel about 20NM with passing freighters and large cargo ships took another 2 and half hours.
Marine Rescue Gladstone did an amazing job, even they said it was a difficult retrieval as seas and wind conditions were very difficult, and the Marine rescue boat groaned and struggled under tow.
We were docked at the end of a berthing finger at the Port of Gladstone Authority Marina.  Government owned facility.
Exhausted, we slept even through the noise of a nearby dredge working overnight, the bells whistles and horns of all the ships working and docking at night that surrounded us.
We were warmly welcomed the next morning and were the news for the day in the Marina Precinct and everyone was so helpful.
Our New Motor Starter More bling for our Boat
 Marine diesel mechanic came on board in the afternoon and confirmed that the starter motor was indeed our problem and within hours sourced a new one and would fit the next day. 
After taking a long hot shower at the marina I felt much better, but on return to the boat a horrible noise was reverberating inside and outside our yacht,  like a major water pipe.  After some time, I found an afterhours number and spoke to the Manager of the marina saying I think a water main or air lock has malfunctioned.  He said they would look into it in the morning.
The “Creature from the Deep” - like something out of a movie around 8.30pm our yacht hull was hit very hard by something pushing us hard and lurching us against the dock. “WTF” the noise was incredible coming from below our hull, we got off the boat and on inspection the waters around us were bubbling.  Are we sinking?  Has Poseidon sent forth the Kraken to claim our vessel?
Frantic call to the Harbor Master, we can only assume that the dredging pipeline was somehow under our boat, whipping around under the force of a massive dredging pump like a sea serpent.  This seemed not real to all, as anchor hazard buoys marking where the pipeline was were some 50 metres away.
Thankfully, Terry happened to have contacts with the dredging company and a senior project manager and within half an hour the dredging crew arrived confirming that the pipe had exploded and come apart and it was under our hull. We were then rafted up by the dredging crew to one of the service boats and docked at the end of another finger away from the “serpent” of a dredging pipeline. After checking the hull from any breaches, we settled in for the night. Very noisy night with the dredging crew nearby fixing and moving the huge pipeline that takes the spoils of mud and sand to the mainland for disposal.

The seawater inlet Filter for Refrigeration Stuffed
Once again in the morning we had many visitors and were the talk of the Marina.  As this is a Government authority marina you can imagine the amount of paperwork and incident reports.
Our starter motor was fitted and we are all back working with our motor,  however the fridge seawater pump to cool condensers was cactus, and the Dredging company agreed that we needed to inspect the hull, rudder and prop for damage. 
As we are sailing in remote areas over the next 12 months, Capt Terry has stocked well all spares including a new Fridge Pump ($500) on board so we swapped it out after cleaning all the intakes and the dredging company has ordered a new one to be delivered to replace our spare.
A tractor and a trailer lifter pulling us out?

We got lifted out buy a tractor and special lift trailer which had a cast of many with clip boards to inspect the hull and a shipwright.  

Out on land is not where you want you boat to be Balancing on a trailer
Thankfully, no major damage, antifoul all still OK, rudder and prop no damage.  We were ever so grateful and thankful that we had not incurred major damage from this unfortunate event.
The furler is fixed, other small jobs done, and we are all shipshape after once again - the boat was in disarray down below decks after mechanical work was completed.  Today we await the new pump replacement and will take some time just to go explore this amazing Industrial marine port.

I am left thinking of a Life quote a dear friend gave to me 

"Life is amazing. And then it's awful. And then it's amazing again. And in between the amazing and awful it's ordinary and mundane and routine. Breathe in the amazing, hold on through the awful, and relax and exhale during the ordinary. That's just living heartbreaking, soul-healing, amazing, awful, ordinary life. And it's breathtakingly beautiful.”


― L.R. Knost

Gladstone port plan released - Industry QueenslandI find the Port of Gladstone fascinating even though it’s a bit noisy, with large ships coming and going loading our Australian resources off over the world.  There is a Seafarers Mission nearby and the foreshore has been developed with parkways and gardens for community to enjoy this busy port from many vantage points.  

The marine facilities and Marina very well appointed with cafes, little tourist shops, information centre and other tourist operators taking guests to Heron island.  Curtis Island Ferries, tug-boats, pilot boats and all manner of different boats all having a purpose.
.Gladstone Marina - Attraction - Queensland
We remain positive and hope to get away in the next couple of days sailing up the coast to our next destination being Great Keppel Island as the weather window for Lady Musgrave at this stage is not favourable for the next week. Today we get off the boat and will take a good look around the city.
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