NSW
159 posts
Apologies on this one, as I should have posted in 'What did you do' instead of 'Where did you go' today. Such is my tired eyes this time of night.
Judging by those sleek lines,Yours could well be faster than mine Cisco.
Remember this, two boats travelling in the same direction-it's a race!
QLD
239 posts
I think this was for you CanAussie14, a tip from HG02,
I think Cumberland allow their charter boats south to Shaw Island.
DAMA
NSW
1458 posts
Dama said, Nice little spot in the south group of Whitsunday isles
And if that is Thomas Island its beyond the Charter boat limit. [Sorry CanAussie14]
QLD
1156 posts
After spending 5 days on the hardstand at Commera replacing the prop, prop shaft, installing a PSS seal, new depth and speed transducers and antifouling I was proud as punch. So I invited my inlaws to join my wife, Debbie and I on a leisurely cruise back down the Coomera River to Southport.
As we happily motored past Sanctuary Cove, I, navigating of my new raymarine e7 chartplotter, noticed the new depth sounder was registering 2 metres, it was low tide and I commented that, because i didnt have an operational depth instrument on the way up the river I was surprised at how shallow the river actually was.
With blind faith in the little 7 inch screen and the clearly marked channel I motored on at a reduced speed. Then suddenly, metres away from the channel marker we ran aground. At this point I decided it was an appropriate time to make a cup of tea. 'Don't worry' i said to my inlaws 'its a very low tide today, by the time we have a cup of tea and some biscuits we will float of.' Which we did.
Emboldened by my success in floating off the mud I continued up the river, with a sharp eye on the depth sounder. I was just starting to feel comforatble when the bottom rose suddenly and we scraped some new antifoul off the bottom of the keel. But, I didn't stop I just kept motoring on until, you guessed it, I ran agound again.
As we boiled the kettle for another cup of tea I was struck by a brilliant idea, I decided to pull the chart out and plot our position. My inlaws were suitably impressd as I plotted the lat and long on my chart but it was then, with them looking over my shoulder that the horrible truth dawned on me. I sat there looking at the chart, desperately trying to think of a way out of this mess that didn't include me admitting that I had sent us up the shallow north arm of the Coomera River rather than down the main channel.
In the end there was nothing to do but admit my mistake, and offer to take them back to the boatworks at Coomera where Deb could drive them home, because the way things were looking I would not be arriving in Southport before 11pm.
Finally after another cup of tea and some bikkies we floated off our second grounding of the day and motored back without incident to Coomera. It was dark when we arrived but I could see the outline of the travel lift and confidently tied up at the floating dock in front. We said our goodbyes and had a good laugh about the unexpected adventure and I casted off and backed out from the dock. I had backed out half way accross the river and was engageing forward gear when i glanced accross at the massive sand pumping vessel, The Frederick, which i had seen dumping sandbags to make the artificial reef at main beach. It was at that moment that the second horrible truth of the day dawned on me, I remembered sailing past the Frederick on our earlier trip down the river, Oh **** I had dropped them off at the Riviera yard.
Just then the phone rang, it was Deb, "the gate's locked" she said "we cant get out."
It was time for the second humiliating admission of the day, "yes" I said "I've dropped you off at the wrong place I will come back and get you."
Happily the rest of the story is only remarkable in that it is unremarkable, I was able to deposit my passengers at the correct location, and even went with them to ensure they were safely out of the Boatworks compound.
When I got back to the boat I had a little talk to her and apologised for being so inconsiderate as to not properly prepare for the journey, no matter how small and simple it seemed, and for scraping all that new antifoul of her bottom. Then we had a wonderful motor/sail back to southport under the full moon.
QLD
1156 posts
great shots HG. I must have missed something have you stepped the mast yet?