Author Archives: Mike
More men with plans
The title of this post is, of course, a reference to my previous post, another bearded mumble on the topic of employment and cruising. First of all, it looks like I have landed a job. This is great news, because it means a much needed cash injection is coming soon. Ironically, the job is in … Continue reading
We aren’t the only ones that run aground around here
Early this week, after our weekly shopping trip to Georgetown, we went to the Watch-house Museum in Macquarie St. There, while there we watched a sobering documentary on convict period infant mortality and a project to recognize the plight of the inmates at the Female Factories, both in Georgetown and Hobart. Imagine our surprise when … Continue reading
The long walk
Late last week, after a few days of being weather bound on board, we decided it might be nice to row ashore at the sandstone cliffs in West Arm and walk down to the historic community of Yorktown. Replica soldiers cottage at Yorktown I would like the record to reflect that I suggested sailing our … Continue reading
Beaconsfield Mining Museum
Last week we caught the 9:20am bus up from Beauty Pt to Beaconsfield, and went to the Beaconsfield Mining Museum, and if you haven’t been, it’s definitely worth a visit. You walk into the gift/souvenir shop, it’s the entrance, and pay your entry fee. They have an arrangement with Platypus World and Seahorse World in … Continue reading
Not loving that alarm sound
We waited till midday today, the high tide, before raising anchor in West Arm to set off for Georgetown. We had books to return, groceries to buy, per-ordered cryovacced and frozen meat to pickup from the butcher… You know, things to do! Less than 10 minutes later, the dreaded water alarm cut in… I must … Continue reading
Low Head Maritime Museum
Yesterday we set sail to Pilot Bay, Low Head. We were off to visit the Maritime Museum there, at the old Pilot Station, and walk to the lighthouse. Our trip was uneventful, but making the entrance at near low tide was a bit nerve wracking, only 2 meters with lots of nasty rocks around. We … Continue reading
The man with the plan
The man with the plan was always named Dan, and he lived in a tan van. Those of you who watched Sesame Street know this. However, there isn’t a man with a plan in my life at the moment. Today was our 17th wedding anniversary, and the family took advantage of the extra day in … Continue reading
Repairing the dinghy
As regular readers will know, BONNIE, our dinghy, was horribly damaged during our grounding up at Georgetown recently. Sam Hughes is the bosun at the Tamar Yacht Club, upon hearing about our membership with the CYCT, very kindly offered us the use of their shed. Yesterday, at high tide, I rowed BONNIE around with Alex … Continue reading
Apparently you aren’t trying hard enough if you don’t run aground
The morning started innocently enough. We awoke early to an absolutely fantastic sunrise: We started schoolwork with the boys, but had guests motor over and give us an “Ahoy!”. It was Dick and Brenda from the motorboat ANNIE, a 34ft Diesel Duck design. Dick and Brenda are “mudskippers”; that is, they prefer to cruise coastal, … Continue reading
Cruisers and Deliveries
Do cruisers make good boat deliverers? How I came by my answer to that question started yesterday, when we came down the river from the Launceston Wooden Boat Rally and picked up a mooring at Gravelly Beach. We had met an old school friend at the Rally, and she had kindly invited us to her … Continue reading