Having spent a week in Mackay doing little jobs on K8 Nick and I jumped shipped and joined "In to the Blue" (an Oyster56) for a cruise up to the Whitsunday islands. Its a bit like going to stay with friends for the weekend - Ed very generously moved into the bunk cabin with Sam and gave Nick and I the palacios forward cabin, which had a neat hatch right above our heads to look at the stars - ah very romantic.
It had been 10 years since I had lived in this area so I was nominated tour guide, our first island a mere 28 miles away was Goldsmith and what a gem she was. Being far south of the rest of the group of islands its much less crowed and we had the entire island to ourselves, saw lots of rays and eagles, national geo moments popping all over the show....unfortunately this is also where the beloved dinghy engine decided to take a holiday too and stop working - as its a complicated piece of kit to repair at sea - we had many a hilarity with our 5 oars rowing back and forth from the beach. Ed swam most of the time because 5 people are not that co ordinated - " Nick dig your oar in deeper" was a usual cry......as we went round in circles.
We then moved on, a mere 9 miles to Thomas Island - where we were lucky with the weather and anchored on the south of the island, prevailing winds come from the SE normally, so don't allow for anchoring this time of year but hey light winds were forecast so we did it. The "into the blue" team had a brilliant idea to have a BBQ for dinner so off we rowed, food bags, BBQ kit and lots of insect repellent. Something you should know is Nick and I are a dabbed hand at preforming beach BBQ, having done this on a number of occasions with the Holiday family. We ran about the beach gathering plenty of fire wood and created a massive bonfire much to the surprise of our hosts - to this day we're not sure if it was legal or not ( it being a national park and all). The big bonfire proved to be more useful than we had predicted because the tide went out further than expected and we were ship wrecked for 2 hours while we waited for it come back in, Robert relaxed by laying in the sand and the only crime was we ran out of wine and Mrs Moore got rather wet on the way home falling into the dinghy!!
The next day Ed and I fished our socks off but unfortunately the fish gods were not on our side - I have never caught a fish in the Whitsundays so have resided to the fact there aren't any in the first place.
We sailed to the most famous beach in Australia mate - Whiteheaven - with her silicon sands she really is a beaut. It was up here that we saw the best hump back whale display I have ever experienced, it is awe inspiring watching the baby cup whales playing in the sea continually jumping for an hour or so while the mother stays very close. Even more thrilling for the backpacking snorkelers that were right in there path. I must have shot 300 pictures and guess what? only about 4 worth keeping - we love digital.
After a few more amazing dinners from "Yes Chef Ed" - beef wellington for the last supper, I had to go to bed early having eaten far too much. We off loaded on Hamilton island (where I had worked for nearly 2 years) the place had changed beyond belief - more development then I possibly could imagine. Oh well nothing stays the same and as I reminisced with my old friend Paul Larson we share some of the best days of ours lives on that funny little rock.
It was after a fat seafood lunch in a gorgeous restaurant on Hamo when Nick and I were whisked away in a taxi to the airport for the flight to Sydney - bring it on, civilization!! which to us means high speed broad band and getting in touch with family and friends.
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