Sailing to Brisbane: For the last time Burney threw out her trolling line, not expecting to be successful. Occasionally she gave the line a tug to feel if there was any added weight but nothing indicated any catch. In the meantime Hans noticed a familiar cruise boat roaring through and called up Ross on Dracomaris. They were on their last leg homeward bound. Just before entering the leads to the marina Burney pulled in the fishing line and there popped up a Spotted Mackerel. How long it had been there was an unknown but it had bled it’s self and was partially gutted so Hans was very pleased not to have any unsightly behavior occurring on his decks. At last Burney could notify Barry and Heather from TackZ Haven that the new gear worked, even if she didn’t!
We arrived in Manley at the East Coast Marina mid November. With much to organize, we hit the ground running. Passports and visas needed organizing for the planned flights to Vietnam, in January. Doctor’s appointments, vaccinations and dental check-ups were to be booked. Superannuation pension payment schemes needed to be dealt with, friends and family invited for dinner, drinks and visits. Hans was keen to have his friend Dave on-board to repair the engine mount situation and do a general service which turned our home into a very messy man’s shed. It all proved too much!! In one short week, our three months of fun and relaxation melted down. Warning: do not attempt to overachieve when still living onboard a small boat in harbour.
Campervan retreat
Bushwalking friends Ray and Dawn Glancy came to the rescue with their campervan. What a huge favor. After months of sea and shore birds, Burney needed a recharge on rainforest wonders. Both Hans and Burney went to Green Mt near O’Reilly’s for a couple of days. All the wildlife came to visit as usual. Cheeky Crimson Rosellas insisted on sharing our crackers with the sunset hour, pademelons grazed nearby, Brown Cuckoo Doves called overhead and even a Lyrebird jumped from branch to branch by the camper. It was the season for Monarchs and after a walk along the Wishing Tree track Burney wanted to sit and wait along the creek bed for any birds bathing in the midday. In short time, a Spectacled Monarch made its visit. Hans spotted a big White-headed Pigeon high in the canopy. It’s characteristic “Wha Hoo” birdcall low and resonating.
Crimson Rosella
Brown Cuckoo Dove
Wishing Tree walk
Camping buddy
No sooner back at the marina and Burney took off again. (This time for a longer stint and “on her tod”. ) Heading north west towards Kenilworth, the Charlie Moreland National Park proved a wonderland. Burney was delighted to have access to a deep creek to cool off in, shady forest tracks and birds galore. Her bird list topped 60 in no time with many sightings of Rifle Birds, Wompoe and Rose-crowned Fruit-doves. That was a place to revisit.
camp girlfriend
another visitor
Returning in time for a weekend away with the girlfriends Burney went to Noosaville while Hans started a week house-sitting in Lota. In both cases the expanse of our regular sized place of accommodation was a thing to rejoice in!! Burney was happy to spend the weekend just in the bedroom with en-suite and walk-in closets. Hans lazed in long baths, watched TV and played music on the deck sitting in a rocking chair. (Aren’t we pathetic?)
Double Island Pt ladies weekend
Of course the festive season was upon us. Visits with family were also in the diary. Hans went with his brother Martin to Gatton for a couple of days to hang with his Mother and then whilst staying at a Lota, he cooked curry for all his girls (Burney included) and had time to play Santa with his grandson Leon. Monica (Hans daughter) having moved to new digs in West End bbqed a lunch in her courtyard. Burney and Hans took the opportunity to enjoy the city by water and took the citycat from Monica’s place to Southbank. Had a Margarita at the biggest tequila bar in Brisbane with friends from Burney’s work then rode the ferry further along the river to Portside and dined at the Eat Street Markets. Yum!
Last Saturday night was the Brisbane Bushwalkers Christmas dinner at Samford. It was the perfect opportunity to catch-up with at least a dozen old friends in one location and enjoy the delights of David Sydes culinary creations, once again.
Then it was a couple of days visiting Eric and Joyce at Flaxton near Mapleton. What a lovely corner of the world that is. Yellow-tailed Black Cockatoo nest and roost in a neighbouring tree, King Parrots visit regularly and their road which we wondered along, meanders past forest and valley vistas.
Joyce and Eric Dec 2013
Although we had planned to stay till Sat 21st Dec. our month expired on the 19th. 2 extra days was going to cost us an disproportionate amount of $$s. After a quick consultation and reorganizing the diary with friends, we did a final shop, watered up the boat and left on Thursday. Phew…
It’s wonderful to be back out on the water. The conditions are mild and there is hardly anyone out here.
We sailed to Peel Island and anchored in Lazaret Gutter tucked away from the south-easterlies. The moon was still quite full in a starry night and we shared the anchorage only with the turtles and leaping fishing. It was a very peaceful sleep. After a gentle start to the day, Hans had some fun hooning past Goat Island doing 7 knots and putting Brahminy on her ear while Burney tried to assist the gimble oven to create a reasonable chocolate cake. It may be the next new craze: “Chocolate ripple cake”.
Sitting just off Blaksley, Stradebrook Island, it was time to add a blog and organize recent photos whilst enjoying sea breezes, quite times and just the two of us again.