Its always sunny in this part of the world they say. Its dry season now they say… Well I say, who ever says this stuff their wrong. Because this afternoon has been a very wet afternoon.
After doing the water run this morning and a quick visit to the supermarket to get me some trusty ole Weet-Bix, we set sail across the Whitsunday passage to Hook island.
First I wanna talk about the water run. Because I feel that this is just overlooked a little to easy. The water run involves, cruising to the beach in ‘la diva’ the tender. Filling up two 20 litre jerry cans of cloud juice from the tap at the drinking fountain. Lugging those two, now full 20 litre jerry cans across the beach, back to ‘la diva’. Now this isn’t so bad when the tide is high, but when the tide is low, it turns into a knuckle dragging 70m walk across the sand flats. You then fang back to Nandji, whip those two full jerry cans up onto her deck and follow suite. Tie ‘la diva’ off, get the funnel out and make those two full 20 litre jerry cans empty. Then repeat the process from one to now until full. We now have two new water bladders with a capacity of 250 litres on board. So you have to do this a few times.
Anyway, we are now anchored inside a beautiful inlet called Nara inlet on the south side of Hook island. There are two inlets next to each other. This is the first time we have entered here as we have just cruised past previous. Easily done since the channel opening is not very wide. We arrived just before the rain really begun so were hoping to see the waterfall in action at the end of the inlet. So we dropped ‘la diva’ the tender in and went exploring. The rain starts dropping pretty heavy now. Drenched head to toe we thought this waterfall was going to impress… Well I can say that the landscape was nice I guess…
Well the adventure has begun and damn it feels good to be out of Airlie Beach. It’s a beautiful town and all that, but yea, I’d rather escape the madness thanks.
Dry June is going solid. We have left with one beer, one cider, one bottle of wine and a bottle of rum… But that rum comes everywhere because you cant live on a boat without rum. Pirate life… Our plan is to return to land with exactly that.
Because of this rain I think this may be a day or two late, but I assure you, it was written on the eve of the 3rd.
Over and out