The Housewife's Brood

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Still lagging...more pics

So frustrating! I went to the gym for two hours on Monday and an hour and a half yesterday but just could not make it today...I am just so tired. And sore...and achy. Seriously, could I be older right now?? I am so frustrated with myself because I was bound and determined to get to the gym tonight. I don't know if I felt sick because I was achy from being sore or if I was just overly sore or if I am just a tired grumpy biatch that cannot get over the lag. Whatever the case may be, I missed the gym tonight and won't be there again until Saturday. I am very bummed about that.

On another note, I am legally and officially a Spencer. We've had our marriage license for a while and, before we left for Australia, I received my new social security card which made it a bit more official. But today Todd and I went to get my license changed as well. Guys - why can't you take OUR name? I miss VanHook. That is who I am - my blood. And what a pain to change my name yet again. But it is all said and done. Now just to change it on all my bills, mailings, magazine subscriptions, etc.

As you can tell, I am pretty grumpy today. I am tired (which I shouldn't be since I slept like I was dead last night) and not feeling all that great. Just achy and sore. Almost flu'ish but I think it is just lag. I don't know and...didn't I already gripe about this?

So tomorrow is Thanksgiving. I am thankful everyday for my incredible, INCREDIBLE family that I miss with all my heart. My awesome, supportive friends that have been with me through it all. My friendship with Bruce who will always be important to me. My sweet fuzzy babies that mean the world to me. My Tucson family that has been so welcoming and loving. My beautiful stepdaughter who is a ray of sun. And, last but CERTAINLY not least, my wonderful husband that I love and adore with all my heart. Better late than never. I am also thankful for my health - now if I would just get back to the gym regularly (oops, there I go again). So thanks to all of you for making my life full and happy.

Below are more pics...enjoy and Happy Thanksgiving!

Me on my Dreama, Dreama
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Writings on the Aboriginal caves at Nara Inlet
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G. Roam enjoying the cave after his easy ride up the steep hill in T's backpack
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Us, squeezing out a smile after sweating up the steep hill to the cave
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The view of Nara Inlet from the cave
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Me and Timmy the Tool Man Tender
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Another rock, another climb
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G. Roam attempting to get his base wet
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Nara Inlet anchorage
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Nara sunset
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For some video segments, check out these two links:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bJoR09rajdU
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NaSXjIwVuyA

More to come...

Gobble, gobble...

Monday, November 24, 2008

Left my muscles in Australia + PICS!

Yikes! Working out tonight sure was something! Holy crap, where did my muscles go?



I (and you) should be so proud of me. Even with a new onset of jet lag and complete fuzziness in the ol' noggin, I still pulled myself up by my sneaker strings and got my increased J Lo into the car to drive an hour to the gym. I will be honest. If it weren't for the fact that I missed my friends - specifically Amber - I probably would have procrastinated and got back into the madness AFTER Thanksgiving. But I went...and I conquered...well, sort of.



I ran with Amber for about a mile, did a few ab workouts...until we realized we had a lot of catching up to do and it was hard to talk and count at the same time...that's when we decided to do the stationary bike so that we could sweat and catch up at the same time. It was so good to see her. And, even though I could tell it was going to be a tough night at the gym for my vacation ladden muscles, I was so glad to be there - back on familiar turf.



After an hour of cardio and just hanging out, we both took the one hour weight class. I used the same amount of weight that I had used before heading around the world. Amazingly enough, it was like I was lifting a dead body over my head! Seriously!! What the...??? I mean, how - in three weeks - can my muscles lose so much umph?? I am sure I was making some crazy faces as I forced my body to cooperate and lift the *&%% weight!!



Driving home, wow, I was so tired. My arms felt like fresh pasta coming out through a pasta machine. My legs felt like someone filled them with jello. And I was so tired. Just drained...tired...fuzzy. I talked with T most of the way home just to help keep my eyes open.



Here I am...freshly showered, full of left over chili and comfy in some jammies. I was wanting to get some more photos on here for my ever faithful fans. I was going to insert them into the corresponding entries however I feel that may be a mess and more trouble than it is worth. Therefore, I will be posting pics over the next several days with captions so you know what you are looking at.



Happy viewing:

One of the beautiful sunsets we experienced in the Whitsunday Islands


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G. Roam our Gnome enjoying twilight
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Dreamer at sunset

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Dreamer waiting for us to return from the islands

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Crazy hat lady and Huck Finn exploring a deserted island

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A glance at the marina from the eyes of Dreamer

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Marina Tavern - many beers and wedges had here while we were docked. We came back to the marina every three days or so to replenish supplies (you know what I mean...)

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Big fish of the sea - he was behind our boat at Butterfly Bay on Hook Island. He is obviously a fan of the human who throws bread

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So he was obviously a fan of ours!

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Another self taken photo of the "awesome" us! Haha!

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My handsome Huck!

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A new kind of snorkeling - we could see the coral soooo well from Timmy our amazing tender!

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Our sailing canvas...

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At the helm and ready to sail!

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The marshes at Turtle Bay

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Exploring Turtle Bay
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A peek down the bow
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Such different wildlife in the southern hemisphere
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Turn your head and see a wild cockatoo - they are indigenous to the area as well as lorakeets, parakeets as well as the usual seagull
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Good news travels fast!
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So this is jet lag...

Well, I thought I was out of the woods when it came to the cliche "jet lag" that one gets from flying around the world in a day. I felt fine Thursday when we first arrived home and stayed upbeat and on schedule over the entire weekend. Even keeping up energy with a four year old. And I can hardly do that on a regular day! =]

Something happened last night, though. The strangest thing. I ended up dozing off and on while lounging on the couch last night until right around 10 or so and then I was wide awake! As was Todd. We watched a total chic flick - The Prince and Me - which I thought would, for sure, be just the right lullaby. No such luck. We ended up going up to bed around 1:30 or 2 still with our eyes peeled back. We finally forced ourselves to sleep around 3.

Today I am certainly dragging and feel like I am some interesting narcotics. Everything seems a bit fuzzy but somehow my feet still move one in front of the other as if I am on autopilot. I got up with Todd around 8:15 - which is severely late for me - and headed downstairs to start the day. I actually accomplished a lot, even with my head in some thick storm clouds. My biggest priority today was to get the laundry done and the suitcases put away. Well, consider it done.

Tonight I am heading to the gym to get my butt sorely kicked. I am a tad worried that I will miss a beat on the treadmill and end up face planting on the floor behind it. Amber will most certainly be there tonight to not only be my friend but to be my competition as well. But I am sure I won't be much competition for someone who has been to the gym probably almost everyday versus my three week vaca! And the concern once again sets in...and there's another yawn.

I don't even know why I am bothering with another entry. I am sure, after the excitement of the Australia trip below, my entries now will be no more than boring pieces of poo floating in a sea of words. But if life was truly exciting as it was on vaca everyday, I would die from exhaustion!

And here I am falling asleep at the keyboard - that exciting. Wow. Look out! Well, off to get my shoes on and head to the gym. I haven't driven so long, should be interesting to see how I do. I will have to use Todd's car because my wonderful battery is dead. Just another exciting adventure that I will be sure to write about next time.

Toodles!

Friday, November 21, 2008

We're Baaackkk...

Hi all! T and I are back from our Australia paradise. We had so much fun...I don't know where to begin. Luckily, I kept track daily with entries - almost like to a diary - so that I could both post them on my blog to share as well as to include in the much anticipated scrapbook sessions!

I have been struggling with how to post the entries but I think I am going to post them individually from the earliest entry being after this one (entry 1). This is opposite from how blogger.com usually posts but I think it will make the most sense when reading them. The later blogs have pics and I will be sure to get pics on the earlier ones as well. It just takes a lot of time and I need to move on with some chores today. I promise pics though and will get them up ASAP.

Our trip home a couple of days ago (Wednesday for US, Thursday for AUS) was long but uneventful. For some reason I was a little nerved on the Qantas flight but had some adult bevs to help me through. We were in business class this time - our seats were on the second level of the plane. Wow, it sure was high up there! But the seats were great, still folded out and we were still pampered with all the food and drinks you can stand. It was like first class without the down comforter.

We arrived in Los Angeles at 6 AM PST and had the monotonous chore of going through customs, checking in and going through security. It actually went pretty smooth all in all. We took a United flight back to Tucson where a town car picked us up and brought us home. It was so great to see the house. When we walked in it was a little surreal. Everything felt bigger or something. I don't really know how to explain it.

Of course our first order of business was to get and give some MAJOR love to our babies!! They were so happy to see us. Even Jazzy, who is usually very stand off'ish when I leave her for a week or two, was all over me all night. T and I pretty much hit the couch and, other than a shower and a visit from Steph, Jim, Lauren and Ryan (they brought dinner too), we really didn't move much.

We napped a little off and on and decided to head to bed around 10:30 PM. Once in bed we couldn't get back to sleep so we watched some TV. Finally we were out - and boy were we. I slept like a log and didn't open my eyes until 8:50, which is late for me. Now that I am up, I want to get my entries on here before the days go by and I don't do it. No better time than now. Afterwards, I will probably take a shower and head to the grocery. We have absolutely nothing in the house to eat so it is a must - even though I am sorta dreading it. Then we get Tay tonight. I am really looking forward to seeing her. We have both missed her so much.

Happy reading...

Entry 1: That Bird Can Fly, First Class Gnome and Day 1 of our Adventure!

It all started with our drive to the airport. Todd had arranged for a town car to transfer us to the Phoenix airport – because of the economic advantage (much less expensive than gas and leaving one of our cars at the airport at 20 something crazy dollars per day). But, of course, there is no denying that the arrangement was just cool – I mean, who doesn’t want to feel like celebrities at the start of their honeymoon (or anytime really) – all we needed to really top it off were some paparazzi blinding us with flashes as we pushed our way to the car!

Although the driver was a bit later than scheduled due to the ongoing construction of nothing along the highway, he really was great when he arrived. He put our very heavy and very many suitcases, bags and hard cases in the trunk (probably wondering if we were skipping town for a crime) and we piled in the backseat with our sunglasses on – looking cool!

Off we go but not before our driver places a cooler on the center console that has waters and the prearranged Dos Equixs Amber that Todd arranged. What a great start of our trip! Of course, I delayed only half a second (mostly so I wouldn’t look like a lush) before I pulled out the first (yes first) ice cold beer. Our attentive driver wasted no time to reach back the bottle opener! Now this is riding in style!

Our driver was great! What was his name? I will have to ask Todd. We all started talking about video games and our kids. He has a 4 year old and 6 year old daughter so we talked about all of the kids shows that we have watched, our favorites, the movies that the kids watch a million times (usually in one sitting) and the shows that have those irritating songs that stick in your head for days (he still has to endure the Wiggles – ugh).

As for video games, we found another rocker like us. We were comparing notes between Guitar Hero for Wii and the new Rock Band 2 for Wii – not to mention Guitar Hero World Tour which sounds pretty cool. Anyway, this conversation led to driver talking about these online video games that he plays. It was too funny! Very hard to put it in an entry because you almost had to be there. But trust me, it was so funny.

When we got to the airport, our check in process went smoothly. Todd was really concerned about the weight of our bags. I am not kidding when I say that we packed heavy. He had been worried about it the entire day. And, just like fate would have it, there was a scale right inside the door of the airport! We weighed and we were good!! Barely but it would work! Just under 50 lbs on all four bags (we also had 2 carry on backpacks).

As I said, check in went well. The security line was almost nonexistent (but still had your rookie travelers in front of us) but we did encounter a security checkpoint fella that wanted to add a little humor into our day. He was pretty cheesy but I gave him a courtesy laugh and we moved on. Hey, at least he doesn’t hate his job and the rest of the world!

Since the whole process went so smooth so fast, we were able to go to a little bar/lounge to have some beer as well as chips and salsa. Can you believe that the lounge was immediately across from our gate?

That flight to San Francisco was a little uneventful – I guess that’s because it was short and was a long time ago in my brain. But uneventful usually equates to good!

When we got to San Fran, we had to claim our bags and check in with Qantas. Once we found the Qantas gate, we were first class all the way BABY!! We checked in and showed our passports. They lugged our heavy baggage onto the conveyor belt and invited us to enjoy the first class lounge.

So off we went, heads held high, to the first class lounge. It was beautiful and contemporary but, best of all, the Steelers Monday Night Football game was on the flat screen plasma in the same room as the open bar and leather loungers. Hmm, I could get used to this. And I did quickly! A couple of beers as well as cheese and crackers later, I had my feet up on the ottoman and remote in hand! Not to mention the Steelers took it home! This is the life!

While sitting there, we saw our plane rolling into position. How does that huge multi-ton, multilevel bird really get into – and stay into – the sky? Well, I suppose it will and I am banking on it.

After lounging another hour, we were told by the lady in the lounge that they are now boarding the flight. We had our own walkway to go through to board the plane. I mean, you really think we are going to mingle with the commoners?

Our walkway took us right into the first class cabin. Immediately we were welcomed and chauffered to our first class seats. The configuration was one on each outside and two in the center. There were a total of 14 seats in all. We were positioned in the nose of the plane on the first level – right under the flight deck. Todd even wondered at one point, if he knocked “a shave and a haircut” on the ceiling, if they would tap back. We didn’t try.

We were in the back two seats closest to the restrooms (Dad would appreciate that) as well as where the meals come out! There was so much room in that cabin, it was crazy. And the seats maneuver to any angle for individual comfort (even has a lumbar support) and it does lay down to a bed. There are two pillows in your seat to do as you’d like, a large soft blanket (not the little toilet paper square ones you get in the commoner class), and a flat screen TV that you can pull out when needed.

Colleen, our first class attendant, came around and introduced herself to us (there was only one other person in first class!). She is based out of Sydney but lives in Bisbayne, My first taste of Australian accent! She brought us our pajamas for the trip which also included slippers, socks with grippies, a comb, a toothbrush and toothpaste. She also gave us each an amenity kit. Mine had creams and lotions to make me look younger, mineral water spritzer, a mirror, a comb, ear plugs and other things. Todd’s had shaving supplies and some other manly things.

She took our drink orders – which was water at that point and handed us menus for dinner. I ordered the pea soup and potato, feta and rosemary piazza and Todd ordered a salad and French onion soup. Because Colleen knew that this was our honeymoon (we had asked her to take one of those cheesy tourist pics of us when we got on the plane), she asked us if we would like some champagne. We both declined but I decided to try their “dark” rum that was listed on the menu with some diet coke. Going to another country, I felt that I better get used to the fare ahead.

So we settled in, chose our individual movies on our individual screens and decided to change into our provided jimmies. Other than looking like convicts (they were army green from head to toe), they were quite comfortable and a welcome change from our clothes. Because first class was pretty empty, the flight attendants made us beds in the seats in front of us so we could sit in our seats while we were up and then transfer to our beds when we were ready. There was a down mattress thing and a down comforter type thing as well as a sheet.

The lighting in the cabin was very cool. It started as any other lighting in a plane. However, as the evening progressed, the edge under the lockers (overhead bins – the Australians call them lockers) gradually changed to a purple color. Then, as the evening progressed, the lighting above the lockers turned a nice blue color. It was perfect for a good night’s sleep – and for clubbing in first class if the music was right!

The food was awesome and the rum was sweet but good. We headed to bed at…well, I think at that point I was losing track of where I was, but it was like 2:30 AM Tucson time I think. Other than the one time the turbulence almost knocked me out of bed (you still wear a seatbelt, just looser so that you can sleep), I slept fairly well. When I got up, I actually felt refreshed and ready for the day.

We had breakfast – scrambled eggs, roasted tomatoes and toast (Todd had bacon too). Todd and I actually tried Vegemite which is a yeast type spread that many Australians love. I wasn’t a big fan – too salty. But Todd was ok with it. I doubt that either of us will be ordering that while here…there was a fantastic energy smoothie that we had that was very tasty. Some sort of peach/honey smoothie. It was so delicious.

Colleen kept trying to push champagne on us the entire trip. We continuously refused. She asked us if we liked champagne and we both said no. She asked if we liked wine. I looked at Todd and he nodded yes. She went back to the service area. She came back in and asked what kind of wine we liked…this went on for a bit. Then we figured it out that we were probably about to receive a care package. And we did. Two bottles of wine – a red and a white. Add that to the two bottles Todd brought with him from home and I think we can fairly say that he is in good shape with wine on this trip.

Upon arrival, we were able to switch seats so that we could see Sydney from the air (we didn’t have window seats originally). It was beautiful. The water is what you would imagine in the tropics, light blue and beautiful. The city is magnificent! Todd was able to see the opera house (I was yacking with the other flight attendant about good places to check out in Sydney while we are there) but I did get to see the rest of the city and it is just awesome. Including the bridge that I may agree to climb with Todd. We will see.

The landing was perfect – I felt like applauding the pilot and copilot for a job well done. And, as much as I enjoyed our first class experience, I was ready to get off the plane and walk around!

We got off the plane and headed to customs. We had to go through customs, grab our checked luggage and then proceed to the domestic airline terminal. To do this, you had to catch a train much like a subway train. This was quite a feat with four large bags and two carry on backpacks…oh, and a bag with two bottles of wine. Good times. But we made it.

While were sitting waiting for our flight, the monitor in the terminal was on the local Australian news. Todd and I couldn’t believe that the main news here in Australia is the US elections! And everyone seemed very interested – including us! It is amazing to us that Australians are so in tune to our election and government. What do we know about theirs? How often do we hear about Australians in the news? Part of their news segment was past and present president faux pas and bloopers. Of course, George Bush was portrayed the most – including a doll that they had of him saying something stupid. Wow, how bad at that moment I wished I could take on that Australian accent!

Our Jet Star flight to Hamilton Island was uneventful – we were with the commoner again (pfft). I must say that I was ready to NOT be on a plane anymore at this point. I slept most of the way just to give myself something to do. But, whenever I was awake, I was literally aching to get off the plane. We had been traveling (including layover) for about 27 hours at this point and I was ready to be at our destination – NOW!

And, then we were. Hamilton Island is in the Whitsunday Islands in Queensland. The North East area of Australia. We flew in to the island and all you could see was water and other islands. It almost felt like you were going to land in the ocean. The airport is small – reminded me of the Key West airport and reminded Todd of the Cona Island airport. They pulled the plane up to a lot and unloaded us via steps. They ushered us over to a grassy area where we had to wait to get our bags. There were two other flights that came in the same as us so there were a lot of people and a lack of organization.

Todd had requested a transfer where Sunsail (the ones we booked our boat through) would come pick us up but I guess they never received the email request. So we were wondering how we were going to get a ride from the airport to the marina. Todd talked with a guy who was trying to get to the same location and he told us about someone who was giving rides but the guy with the shuttle van said that he had two or three trips before us so it would probably be about 30 or so minutes.

Once we were able to get our luggage (which is outdoors under a overhang), we made our way to where we thought we needed to be to catch the shuttle. While I went to the restroom, Todd was able to get a hold of the Sunsail folks and they were more than hospitable and came immediately to pick us up. Turns out, the email must have gone to their corporate office and didn’t get to the folks here.

The drive into the marina was very cool. The island is beautiful – very tropical. Very green, palm trees, tropical birds, warm and humid! The marina area is small and quaint but has everything anyone would need; a general store, a nightclub, a tavern, a spirits shop, and a marina shower area. I absolutely love it here.

We checked in with Sunsail and met our boat – Dreamer. She is very pretty – she has definitely sailed many adventures but she grew on us immediately. She is 40’ with a nice cabin, three berths and two heads. The galley is nice and was well provisioned as had requested. Troy with Sunsail gave us a briefing of the islands – where to go, where not to go, where the best places are to anchor, where the perfect snorkeling areas where located, etc. He also had to tell us about some of the dangers out there. I guess he has to but I guess I would have rather not known. Especially the strange little jelly fish the size of your thumb that can sting you and cause respiratory problems. He said that if it happens, just call them and they will come out with a medic, inject us with morphine and take us to the hospital. Whew. Glad he let us know the plan. I feel MUCH better now! He did say, however, that if we saw a shark we would be the luckiest people around. They aren’t spotted as often as we had thought.

Then another Sunsail deckman came on board our boat to show us the ropes – so to speak. It was a bit overwhelming and, since we hadn’t had food since around 7 am (it was around 3), I was losing my concentration. But the run through went well, we received our snorkeling equipment (that I actually asked about – go figure) and, after a quick handshake, the boat was ours for 10 days.

Todd and I were starving and needed showers. Priorities became food, shopping for spirits and showers. We started at the Marina Tavern right up at the end of the walkway to our boat. It was really cool on the second level of a building. We sat outside on the deck and discovered that cockatoos are a local wild bird here! It was so cool! And we also saw someone at the marina gut a huge fish he must have caught. Such a great visual before lunch/dinner.

Todd had the Hawaiian Chicken Parmigian while I had the regular Chicken Parm. The food was nothing to write home about but tasted amazing due to our hunger. We did try three Australian beers – Carlton, Beez Neez and another I can’t recall. I liked them all but ended up buying a 6 pack of Beez Neez. Todd picked up a couple of bottles of Baileys and I picked up a bottle of a local dark rum that supposed to be the bomb according to Troy. I think we may go back today to pick up a few more things, get ice and a couple more coolers.

After our shopping trip, we each headed to the marina showers to blow the travel skank off of us. Even though the showers are, well, marina showers, it felt incredible!!! We came back to the boat, organized our stuff a bit, and made our bed in the V Berth. After walking aimlessly around for a few, we decided to call it a night. It was only around 9 pm local time but we were both whooped.

The night went ok. Trust me when I say, this isn’t the Four Seasons. The bed is pretty hard and it gets hot in the cabin. We did keep the fan on which helped a lot and we had the window flaps popped open which also helped. I slept ok, I think Todd did too, but I woke up a lot. At one point it was drizzling on me which actually felt nice!

I finally got up around 5 am and just couldn’t lay there anymore. I got up, went to the restroom and headed on deck. It was nice out, the tropical birds were everywhere talking and chirping. It was overcast and still sprinkling a bit. Todd got up about 45 minutes later and took a shower at the marina. I decided against it – I figure I will test the onboard shower tonight when we anchor.

Yes, that’s right. We had originally planned on this day being a “get to know your boat” day. However, after our briefing yesterday, we are stoked to get out there! The awesome thing?? This isn’t sailing school, folks. They actually will come on board and drive your boat out of the marina. Then, whenever you come back to the marina, you can call them and they will come out and take your boat in for you!!! I mean, hell yeah!!! Docking is truly the most challenging part of a voyage!!

So, that’s where we are now. Todd is scoping the charts and we are going to find our first anchor of our trip! I am really excited and nervous. Just hoping we remember how to do all this. More to come…

Entry 2: Crash Course, Drama Mama and the Accurately Named Island

After getting a decent night sleep in the V Berth of Dreamer, we were ready to get our holiday going. After I finished my entry to our journal, we talked about the course we were going to take for the day. And this is were my frustration began. All the terms and tasks I had forgotten from our training really made me crazy. Especially when Todd had them all locked up in a secure folder in his head. I wish I could do that. I sometimes wonder how I even graduated college!

After we decided our destination – Turtle Bay – we headed up to the Marina to explore the shops and waste some time before our spirits store opened at 10 (ahh, priorities). We stopped by the general store and that’s when we spotted the incredible news that Obama will be our next president. If no one knew we were Americans before, they sure did then! We were so excited and couldn’t believe that was front page on both Australian newspapers. We are certainly watched around the world. Luckily we aren’t embarrassing ourselves with this news!

We walked further down and looked into several other stores and also found an ice cream parlor that was open at 9 AM. Todd knew that this could be a place where he could call home – ice cream at 9 AM. Around that time, we saw a little girl with long blond hair sitting in one of the many golf carts at the marina. She reminded us a lot of Tay.

While at Trader Pete’s, my sugar daddy bought me a cool floppy hat for the boat. It is white and reminds me of Dad’s hat. We also got some AA batteries and an underwater camera for whenever (if ever) we decide to go snorkeling.

On our way back to the boat, we listened to channel 81 for the check in with Sunsail. They do a radio transmission at 8:45 AM and 4:45 PM to go through the weather as well as do a roll call with all the chartered boats. Wow they have a lot out there! We were listening on our 2-way radio and heard them go through their list. They noticed we were still in the dock so they passed us up. But Todd is our radio talker (DJ if you will) so we checked in with them later with our plans.

Before we headed out, we got a couple more coolers for ice, the ice itself (7 bags) and a little bit more adult bevs “for the road.” We loaded up the boat, got the inside of the boat ready for sail and washed off the deck (bird poop a plenty). Once we were all ready with sunscreen, hats, sunglasses, bathing suits, and GPS in place, we told the Sunsail folks that we were ready for them to get us out of the dock. Hey, what the hell? If we don’t have to, why risk a bump when they can do it for you?

Sure enough, they got us to the edge of the marina facing the great unknown. Our driver jumped off the back into a tender (dinghy) and drove away. How cool is that? I wonder, if I had that job, how many times I would end up in the water before I would master that transfer.

At that point we were off. We motored until we got through a tight canal that was lined with coral. Once we were in the open, we busted up the sails and had a crash course in sailing once again. I can’t say it was pretty or graceful. And I can’t say that there wasn’t frustration. But, we…ummm…sailed. For a very short period of time. Turtle Bay wasn’t far at all. I mean, not at all.

So, after going back and forth about what to do, we decided to anchor. Something we have never done. And there were plenty of other boats to bump into, plenty of people to watch us and plenty of reef to wash up on. I won’t go into my tantrum because I am embarrassed that it happened. However, after much frustration and drama, we were anchored in probably the most perfect spot in the whole bay.

Once we anchored and I got over my grump, we decided on our drink of choice – Todd an Australian beer and I had an Australian rum with Diet Coke. After a bit on the deck, we decided to hop into Timmy the Tender (yes, we named our tender) and explore a small beach close to where we anchored.

The tender ride was awesome. You could see the bottom as we moved into shallow water. We beached Timmy and explored our own personal deserted beach. We collected shells, took cheesy pictures and discovered plants and rocks we have never seen before. The trees were full of cockatoos and we saw other birds perched on rocks that we had never seen before. It was just amazing and so worth the frustration of our first time anchor. Todd picked our anchor spot and it was just amazing!

The three of us – Todd, Timmy and I – headed around a cove and checked out the vegetation. It was so fun tooling around and even more fun (and satisfying) to see our boat still anchored and not floating away. We moved around the bay to see why all the other boats were further in the bay for anchoring. Nothing looked quite as awesome as where we were. It is more protected from the wind further in but we never felt unprotected the entire night.

This bay is appropriately named! Along with the other awesome tropical life, we have spotted large turtles swimming and popping their heads up to take a breath! It is amazing! Their little bald heads popping up out of the water with their little mouths open. Sometimes you will see a fin come up out of the water. Todd actually saw some sort of bat ray or manta rays jump up out of the water! I missed it – but he said it was really cool! It’s just amazing and really has me thinking that I may snorkel after all. *Yikes*

Once we returned to the boat, we started dinner. Our first dinner cooked on the boat was spaghetti, salad and garlic bread. Other than some frustration with the stove, it turned out pretty good. And, since we didn’t have any lunch, we devoured it! We do have some spaghetti left that we may warm up for lunch or combine with some grilled chicken later this evening.

We both took on board showers last night and found that they were surprisingly satisfying. Little by little we are learning how to live on a boat. I am sure, by the time we have to leave, we will have it down!

The rest of the night was sitting in the cockpit, having drinks, Todd had a cigar, and looking at the stars. Other boats were definitely party crowds but we were so far out in our exclusive anchor, they didn’t phase us a bit. There was a dinner cruise ship that anchored on the other side of the bay from us. They headed out around 9 – those poor blokes! Our dinner cruise is so much better!

Todd fell asleep in the cockpit so we decided to head to bed – it was around 10 or 10:30. We have definitely melded right into the timing here. I haven’t felt any jet lag whatsoever. Sweetie, are you jet lagged? No, he says. So, we have acclimated well and haven’t wasted anytime under the lag!

So, up I was at 5 AM. Todd wasn’t far behind. We watched the sunrise over Turtle Bay and said good morning to our turtle friends that popped their heads out from time to time. Jerome made his way out of the backpack. Talk about jet lag – he missed a whole day! But he watched the sunrise and checked out the shells and coral that we found yesterday. He is ready to enjoy our journey now that he has had his day long sleep tucked away in the dark carry on.

Now on to the next awesome destination – today I am leaving my frustration checked at the door and taking on my sweetie’s mantra – “what could go wrong?”

Entry 3: The Way Sailing Should Be, The Fridge, G. Roam and Stop Number Two

It is amazing how quickly I can get into a normal routine. The last couple of mornings, I have been up by 5 or 5:30 AM local time and the first thing I do (other than pee) is pick up the laptop, go up to the cockpit and type in my entry about the day before. It would probably have made more sense to do it in the evenings when we anchored but, I tell ya, once you get to your destination, explore, shower and cook dinner, you’re pretty tired…well, I am at least. And all we really want to do is to sit in the pit and look at the beauty around us.

And stop number two is no exception to that beauty. We left Turtle Bay around 7 or 7:30 AM yesterday with our sights (and our GPS) set to Nara Inlet at Hook Island. According to our “bible” from Sunsail, this inlet is well protected from winds on all sides and is a fantastic anchorage with the North/Northeast winds we were having. According to the book, there are ancient Aboriginese caves with writings in this inlet. We were also excited because it would allow for a longer sail than the day before. Approximately 8 miles of sailing. I know that doesn’t sound like a lot (and we had to motor for a good hour and a half through channels before we reached our staging area), but we were at a close reach into the wind which had us making long tacks along the way.

But what a fantastic sail we had! I took care of motoring us to our staging area (this is where you actually put up your sails) while Todd prepped lines, checked in with Sunsail during roll call at 8:45 and called Tay. He said she was really excited to hear from him and asked really good questions about our trip. I think it amazed her that, when the sun says goodbye to her, it says hello to us (he came up with that and it is so cute). She also asked how we eat and where we sleep. Very cute.

Back to our sail! It was awesome. Once we got the sails up (the main halyard is a pain to get up, poor Todd), we were on our way and maintaining around 5 to 6 knots in open water. The water was a bit choppy with pretty nice sized swells. One made it to the pit and doused me at the helm – but it sure felt great! We did some nice tacking and looked like pros! I was really proud of us (and, yes, all day and night I checked my frustration at the door!).

And then we found it. It has become the new feature that must now be on every boat we charter (and probably would be) – autopilot!! Unbelievable! So, get this. Once we tack and we set up to the wind the way we want, I check auto and poof! The boat stays on that course. If the wind shifts slightly, there are plus and minus 1 and 10 buttons that you can adjust the course and the boat does the rest. Of course, this doesn’t mean that you can go downstairs and take a siesta. But it does mean that I can move away from behind the wheel and sit on the deck watching for other boats or…ummm…sunning myself. Which was awesome!

The weather was perfect – a few rain clouds behind us, blue skies in front. The wind only shifted slightly but stay consistent at North/Northeast. Our Garmin GPS system is our best friend and rides with me at the helm. The pink line shows us the way. Todd plots our route in the AM and inputs it into the GPS system. How did people do it before GPS…Mom?

Along our sail, we unfortunately had to keep the engine running in neutral. We are having challenges with our fridge. This is like a nasty flashback to San Diego when we had issues with that one as well. There has got to be a better way. The problem this time is that our boat is provisioned with food the whole time we are here. That means frozen meats! That is my biggest concern. They all thawed overnight in Turtle Bay. At first my reaction was that everything was ruined because there is no way we could eat everything in one night. However, I thought, maybe if we cook all the meat that has thawed, we could just use them as leftovers. As long as they stay cold (not frozen), we should be ok for about a week. So, we decided that there would be a cook-a-thon that night on the boat.

We also decided that we needed to talk to Sunsail about this problem. We are paying enough money that our fridge should work and not ruin our provisioning, which wasn’t cheap either. So Todd radioed base and they said they would bring someone out to take a look. About 3 miles out of Nara Inlet, our Sunsail guy arrived in a chaser boat. Basically, one guy is driving while the other guy hops onto the side of your boat. Pretty cool!

He was down in the galley for quite a bit and I felt very sorry for him. It gets hot as hell down there when the hatches are closed – and we close them to sail. So he got his sweat on for sure! Turns out it is the pump. He gave it a couple of bangs and told us to do the same until we make our way back to Hamilton Island (which we are doing today). He said that it should get colder and for us to check out the situation once we settle in Nara Inlet (we had our sails down and motor on at this point to get him on board).

So we motored on in to Nara Inlet. It is a tricky route with a lot of coral on either side so it was a slow ride. We decided on an anchorage, not all the way in to the very point of the inlet, but a bit back. We had to drop anchor a couple of times until we both felt comfortable about our destination. We have to take into account depth and coral so it took a couple of tries. However, every try went well and our final anchor was beautiful.

Once anchored, we took a breather and checked the fridge. It was colder but not as it should have been with the amount of time the engine was running to get to our anchorage. We decided that we would pack it with the remaining ice we had in our coolers when we returned. So we headed to check out the Aboriginal cave. The Aussie Park Department has built steps leading up to the cave so that it is easier to get to. We jumped in Timmy (our tender) with G. Roam (our traveling gnome) and headed over.

When you are in the tender traveling close to land in this beautiful country, you almost feel like you are on one of those Discovery nature shows. We made it to the very small, mostly rock beach and anchored our tender. Todd and I both wore flip flops (even though the book said good footwear) and found that (or at least I did) that we should have worn tennis shoes or something. The steps were made of rock, like a path you would follow on the side of a mountain. The steps were uneven, smooth and sometimes a little slick under my ill advised flip flops! And the book says that, anyone in reasonable health should have no problem climbing this path. Agreed, I suppose. But I feel I am in very good health and I was huffin’! And sweating like crazy!

We made it to the cave and saw the writings on the wall. It was pretty cool. I don’t know what I was expecting but it was pretty cool. If nothing else we got a great work out! There is an electric fence that surrounds the cave which is to keep, what the book calls, “local art loving goats” out. You would understand if you saw the inlet. Many rocks have been carved into with people’s names or their boat names and years. Most look like are from the 70’s and the 80’s. We didn’t see any from more recent years. So I am sure they are trying to preserve this ancient cave and the writings that you can still see on the walls.

On our way back to Dreamer, we took the tender along the remaining east side of the inlet. The rocks are so cool – almost volcanic. And the vegetation so rich! It was a nice cruise.

Once we returned to our boat, we hopped on board and decided on showers. We were sweating like crazy and wanted to get cleaned up for the evening. After our showers, we decided on a couple of cold beers and talked about a plan for the food. All of the chicken had thawed so we knew we needed to cook that – two of which were marinating for dinner. So we started our dinner first which was the leftover spaghetti, marinated chicken (I marinated it in Italian dressing), and a salad. While we ate, Todd cooked the remaining 6 chicken breasts just plain and on the grill at the back of our boat. With them being plain, we can use them in salads, with BBQ sauce, chili sauce or wrapped in a tortilla as fajitas.

While everything was cooking, I reorganized our refrigerator and added the remaining bags of ice. It turns out that some of the red meat thawed while others didn’t. So we decided that we would hold off until it all thawed (hopefully today) before we cooked it. We did check in with Sunsail yesterday evening to let them know that the fridge still didn’t seem to be reaching its full potential. We told them that we were planning on returning to base at some point today. So they said they would have a look and try to replace parts or whatever they need to do or they would transfer us to another boat. I hope we get to stay with Dreamer. She has become a part of our family! We will see, I suppose.

We went to bed pretty early again – sailing really takes it out of you! Probably the sun does too. We are both pretty tan (and, in some places, red) already so I am sure it is the sun doing it as well. Todd got up around 3 or so because our rigging was making a ton of noise on the mast. I don’t know what he did to fix it but I haven’t heard it since. I got up about 5:30 this morning and, like I mentioned before, I grabbed the laptop and made my way up here on the deck.

This morning there are some thick cloud cover but the sun is just now winning the battle. It is coming up behind me right now and feels great. I have been listening to the cockatoos and other tropical birds sing their morning songs. The water is very still and, every now and then, I hear something disturb the surface. By the time I look it is merely rings around where…wait a second!!! I think I just heard a goat!! Remember when I told you what the book said about the cave and art loving goats? I thought “goats” was an Aussie word for people of some sort (like blokes or whatever). But I think there are goats on this island!! I swear I heard a goat – TWICE! Huh. We will need to check with the locals.

Anyway, Todd is still sleeping and I think I am going to go get ready for the day. Hmm, what shall I wear…a bathing suit maybe?? Haha! Probably. And I will need to be sure to sunscreen and cover my back. When I am at the helm, my back seems to be right in line with the sun. I want a tan and I don’t want to peel so I will need to make adjustments to my wardrobe today.

Today’s destination is Hamilton Island to replenish ice and whatever else we might need. We haven’t decided if we will head back out after that or spend an evening there. I am sure it will depend a lot on the situation with our fridge.

And, my hair? Think slept on wet + humidity and you will know that it is quite the au natural look!

Entry 4: Running/Crawling, Beer A Plenty, Our Accents

Yesterday we headed back to the marina from Nara Inlet. The wind was at our backs which typically doesn’t lend to good sailing. However, running is always a possibility – this is where you have your main sail on one side of the boat and your head sail on the other side to maximize canvas. So we thought we would try it instead of motoring all the way back to the marina.

Todd did a great job setting the sails and the wind was truly at our backs. However, there wasn’t much wind to be had. Therefore, we were moving very slowly – crawling actually – and it wasn’t as much fun as the close reach sailing we were doing the day before. After trying to be patient with the lack of wind as long as we could, we decided to drop sails and motor on back. I know – we probably don’t sound like true sailors. But it is our holiday!

On our way back to the marina under power, we set the autopilot and just hung out and chatted. As we got closer, we decided to check out our frosty beers. Very yummy. Along with a couple of snacks.

Once we were outside the marina, we contacted Sunsail on the radio to meet us and take us in. They guided us as to which side of the boat to place our fenders and where to put Timmy the Tender (which was at the bow). Sure enough, as we made our way in, they jumped on our boat and brought her safely into her slot.

There were several reasons we came back to the marina. One was to replenish our ice and other supplies. The other was to have our refrigerator looked at since it wasn’t holding cold and we were concerned that our provisioning would be ruined.

The guy that brought us in looked at the fridge and blew it off saying that it will take more power to keep it cold because of how hot it was outside. Funny because his colleague that met us out at Nara said that it was a faulty pump. Then he said that we should just ice it down and deal with it that way and kept talking about how expensive it would be to get someone out to look at it over the weekend or something. But then he resigned to letting us know someone would come take a look. Whatev buddy! This is your company’s boat, not ours! We have spent good money to be on this boat and it should run like a dream!

While we were sitting on deck deciding where we were going to go for lunch, the guy came to look at the fridge. He said we didn’t need to stick around so we headed up to the Marina Tavern for some beers and lunch. Todd had a T-Bone and fries. I had the potato wedge side that came with sour cream and some yummy spicy sweet and sour sauce. We both had some more cold beer. It was perfect. I was wondering what we sound like to other countries as far as our accent. We must have one, right? I love the Australian accent but, if it’s too deep, it is hard for me to understand. But they always seem to understand me fine. Do we not have an accent?

After lunch we ran a couple of errands like going to the general store to pick up milk and a BBQ lighter (the lighter on the boat didn’t work so we have been using matches). Then we went to get more ice and beer. Once back on the boat, we decided to get showers at the marina before heading to dinner. The marina showers are behind the laundry area and get very hot! I find that, just getting dressed after my shower, I am sweaty all over again. I actually think I like the onboard shower a bit better. Even though it is a little tighter. But a shower is a shower and it still felt good.

After our showers, we returned to the boat and talked about our plan for today’s sail. The winds will be coming from the South East so, in order to have a great close reach sail, we needed to go to a southern island. We decided on Shaw Island which is southeast of Hamilton. It should be a nice sail if the weather clears up. It is very overcast this morning with light showers.

After we plotted our course (which we don’t do the old fashion way – plotting our course is done by downloading it on our GPS), we headed up to the marina to look for dinner options. I wasn’t real hungry because I kinda dived into our chips and salsa supply. But Todd was wanting some dinner so we headed up that way. We decided on a pizza pub. We waited for about 15 or 20 minutes (maybe more) and had a couple more beers. Finally we were seated by the hostess. We discovered that our server was from Canada and we told him we were from the US. The hostess looked over and said “oh I couldn’t figure out the accent.” So we DO have an accent to others! I found that interesting. I would love to hear our accent from their perspective.

Todd ordered the margarita pizza, half with jalapenos and I had about two pieces before I was topped off. During dinner we watched lightening out in the distance – a little south I think. It was high in the clouds and was pretty. We were kinda hoping it would make its way here but it never did.

After dinner we headed back to the boat and hung out a bit before going to bed. I ended up sleeping closer to the wall in the V Berth – I usually slept on the side closest to the door leading into the galley which has the hatches above my head. My usual spot is nice because we keep the hatches open which allows for a nice breeze and I can see out. Well, last night I decided I would let Todd have that side and I would sleep closest to the wall. Well, not so good. In the middle of the night I woke up freaking out. I felt like I couldn’t breathe and made a quick path to the deck to get some air. When I came back, needless to say, Todd let me have my spot back and all was well.

I woke up this morning to our main halyard flapping against the mast. This has been driving us crazy every night. I tried to put a roll of paper towels between the halyard and the mast like Todd did the night before, but it didn’t work as well. While I was up I decided to go to the potty and then I was just up for the rest of the morning. I watched the birds for a while, laid under the bemony (sp) while it lightly rained, and came down to the galley to write this entry. This is a new location because it is too wet on deck.

So Todd is still resting and I think I am going to walk up to the marina for a bit. In order for Sunsail to get us out of the marina, we have to wait until they open – which is around 8 or so. I am hoping the weather clear up some. Every morning is a little gray, though – kinda reminds me of San Diego. We will get a weather report around 8:45 on the VHF radio. Or we might just check with base when they open at 8.

All I know is that Todd and I agree that it is nice to come back to base from time to time to replenish. But our true love is exploring new islands and anchorages. We are ready to bust out of here and go to our next destination!

Entry 5: Extreme Sailing for Rookies, Fly Fish Fly, Truly Deserted Island, Woke Up To The Alarm

Another day in paradise. I am writing this entry in the cabin due to intermittent rain and heavy winds on deck. Yesterday was phenomenal and made us both realize how awesome sailing is and how lucky we are!

Once we were both up and moving, we got the cabin and deck ready for our sail. It was overcast with light rain but we were still determined to move out of the marina. We were happy that our fridge seemed to be working like a champ! The frost on the element was a very happy sight! The last thing we needed to do before we were ready to head out was to stock up on our ice supply. We have three coolers on board – one with drinking ice, one with waters and one with beers. We also got some block ice to help our fridge stay cool.

Around 10, our Sunsail mate came on board to take us to the gas tank to top off our fuel. Even though our gauge showed a full tank, we knew after 20 or so hours of running that the gauge could not be accurate. I was estimating a half a tank and I think that was the reality. Fabian motored us to the gas tank and then we headed out of the marina on our own from there.

Our destination was Shaw Island which is about 15 or so miles South East of Hamilton Island. The winds were coming from the South/South East so we were in for a close reach sail. It was sure to be interesting with weather in the area and large swells.

Motoring out, we noticed that the swells were indeed large. When we staged to pop the sails, my first thought was of an emergency plan in case Todd went overboard. We were truly riding the waves and he had to hold on to all rigging while unzipping the main sail bag.

Once the sails were up, it didn’t take too long to get a full 5 knot sail going. We had to do some tacking up the ladder but the sail was fantastic! With the way that the wind was shifting, we were able to direct the boat closer and closer to our destination. While we were sailing, we saw very large fish jumping out of the water! It was awesome! At one point they were so close to our boat I thought they may jump in! One jumped out of the water facing right at me! I thought he was probably thinking “oh crap! Wrong way!” These fish were spotted frequently during our sail and was pure entertainment while we were autopiloting to our next tack.

Behind us there were definite darker rain clouds. We kept an eye on them but we weren’t too concerned. The thing that was the most awesome was that we seemed to be the only boat in the water! We saw only a couple of other boats far in the distance but we had the whole ocean (at least the ocean we needed to get to Shaw) to ourselves.

We figure we must have sailed over 20 miles or so by the time it was all said and done. The most exciting part of the sail was when it started raining. We were getting closer to Shaw and decided that we would get back to our GPS line, drop sails and motor in to the anchorage. Because we noticed rain behind us, we had come up with a quick rain plan to get items that weren’t waterproof to the cabin. I also found some rain gear in one of our closets that I brought up. There were neon yellow rain jackets and rain pants. Pretty cool! I just brought the jackets to deck in case we needed them.

Sure enough, light rain came down. Light rain turned to medium rain about the time that Todd had to start putting the sails down. Our head sail is on a drum that furls it up from the cockpit. However, the main sail has to be guided down accordion style so that it fits nicely in the bag and doesn’t catch wind. With the rain the deck was slick and, again, I was immediately going through the emergency plan in case my sweetie slipped and took a drink. It was pretty extreme but a lot of fun and, when Todd made his first step back into the cockpit, I think we were both relieved and very proud of ourselves.

As we followed the GPS line into our anchorage, we couldn’t believe that we were actually going to be the ONLY boat in the area! And, WOW, what a beautiful area!! White sandy deserted beaches all around, beautiful vegetation, and purple distant islands behind us. We couldn’t believe that this would be our “room” for the night. All ours – no one around. It was amazing!

We have certainly mastered anchoring. We are finding certain processes that work for us. I counted down the depth while Todd stood at the bow watching for Eddies and standing by on the anchor. At 9 meters we dropped anchor. I hit reverse to seal the deal and it looked as if we were not moving. Mission accomplished!

We sat on deck just admiring the beauty. We decided to start dinner which was rosemary and garlic potatoes, hamburgers and salad with feta cheese. We also had to cook the rest of the red meat since it had thawed during our fridge drama. So Todd cooked four hamburgers and two steaks on the grill while I grounded up two of the hamburger patties with some taco seasoning on the stove.

Dinner turned out great along side of my Jamaican Rum and DC and Todd with his Estancia wine that he was saving for a special occasion. It was a perfect dinner, a perfect evening with a perfect mate! It doesn’t get much better than that. Todd kept saying that there really isn’t an equal to our experience right now. He’s right. There is no way that either of us could describe this journey in words. It is just mind blowing and amazing.

After dinner we both took our evening showers. I didn’t feel as icky as usual because it was a bit chilly during our sail due to the overcast conditions. I was actually wearing a sweater at some points because of the slight chill. It was nice, however, to get a small break from the sun. My back was getting a touch red and I don’t want to get burned – I want to be bronze! Speaking of bronze, Todd definitely has a nice tan on his face. He has the perfect vacation face – tan and a bit gruffy. I love it!

The rest of the evening was filled with rum and bailey’s coffee. Without our cool coffee pot at home that grinds the beans and makes awesome Starbucks coffee, Todd had to resort to hot water in our tea pot mixed with one heaping and one level teaspoon of instant coffee – but it is Nescafe GOLD! Ooh la la!

We basically looked at the stars, chatted, listened to music and finally hit the sack. It was probably the latest we stayed up yet on our trip. But it was amazing!

The winds picked up overnight and the sound (irritating sound) of the halyard slapping the mast got increasingly louder and louder. Todd tried to get it to cease but there really isn’t much either of us can do. So get used to it I suppose. We headed back to bed to try and get a couple more hours to sleep. Around 6 AM or so we were awoken by the sound of the anchor alarm. Basically, our GPS system can be set so that it will sound an alarm if you move location during an anchorage. It lets off a high pitched screech if it detects that the anchor is dragging. And that is exactly what we heard. We both jumped out of bed – Todd headed to the GPS and I headed to the cockpit to see how far we were off course. It looked like the heavy winds simply drug us a bit causing the alarm to sound. But it doesn’t look as though we went too far and, more importantly, it pushed us towards the deeper area versus shallow.

Our plan for today is to explore these incredible beaches. There is also a resort on the island a bit north of us (Lindeman Island) that allows for mooring at a price of $50/24 hour period. We may or may not look into that. We’ve never moored so it would be a first! First things first. I have my tea and just finished my bagel and cream cheese. We will need to get changed and make sure that the boat is anchored securely. From there we will wing the rest of the schedule.

The exciting adventure continues…

Entry 6: Anchor Bound, The Perfect Storm, Exploration on Shaw

When we woke up yesterday morning, we could tell that we wouldn’t be going anywhere for a while. Off and on rain, large swells and rough sea kept us anchor bound for the day. We already saw this coming and had figured that we would be anchoring at Burning Point Bay for another night.

The sea was certainly rough and rocked the boat throughout the day. And the wind sounded ominous in the cabin. But we made the most of it and hung out together, played games, read books and watched movies off and on while the computer battery was working. It was a very low key day mixed with crazy weather. The boat rocked back and forth – sometimes so much so that we had to catch bottles about to fly off the galley counter.

Todd came up with a great way to secure the halyards so they wouldn’t violently beat against the mast. It was such a relief to not hear that loud clang anymore. We had our storm boards in place leading to the cabin and our rain gear staged in case we needed to work on our anchorage. Garmy (our name for our GPS) never alerted us again that we were dragging anchor once Todd widened the scope a bit. We think it may have been set on too tight of a range.

Later in the afternoon we decided to take Timmy (the name of our tender) to the island to check it out. The winds were still a bit gusty and the waters still a tad rough but we were both getting cabin fever and felt the fresh air would be a good change. Plus, the rains had ceased a bit so it seemed like a good time.

On our way to the beach – which was quite a distance from our anchorage – we spotted a turtle VERY close to our tender! I had thought I saw a head pop up and then I could see a large mass in the water ahead of us. I asked Todd to slow down a bit and, sure enough, a head popped out of the water RIGHT in front of our tender! You could see his eyes and his gaping mouth as he took a quick breath. He was really big! I fumbled around looking for the camera in Todd’s backpack but, as the story always goes, I couldn’t get it in time. He was already gone. But what an awesome experience!

The beach was beautiful with awesome coral and shells washed to the surface. Of course I went right to town on collecting some. There was a cool inset on the beach that looks like an area the ocean washes into at high tide. It was so beautiful and serene. The wind was still whipping through but it sounded a lot different coming through the trees than it did our hatches on the boat. Todd was still securing Timmy when I went exploring in this inset area. As I rounded the corner, I saw something resembling a large bird walking up the small hill I was standing on. It looked the size of an emu or something. I didn’t get to see it for long. It saw me and moved quickly the other way. The hill blocked me from seeing what it was.

This area of Shaw island is recognized for bird sightings. Once we ventured onto the island, I can see why. We took a picture of a large bird in a nearby tree and, when I zoomed in on the picture this morning, it looked like it could possibly be a parrot! The wildlife around here is just so cool!

After we visited that beach, we headed back to Dreamer. The sun was setting and we wanted to be sure we got back to the boat to 1) take cool sunset pics of our boat and 2) get to the boat before we lost too much light. We were ready for the challenge of getting on the boat from Timmy with the choppy waters and high winds but it ended up not being a problem. We have really gotten a great system in place where each of us knows what the other’s area of responsibility lies. I usually get off of Timmy first and wrap the line around one of the stanchions on the boat. Then I hold onto the line while Todd hands me whatever we collected and then we steps onto the boat. It all works pretty seamlessly and neither of us have taken a drink yet…YET.

Once we got back on board, we settled back down in the cabin. It was quite chilly with the 30 knot winds so we pretty much stayed in for the night. I eventually made some dinner – beef and bean burritos – and we went to bed shortly thereafter. I was so sleepy – I guess doing nothing really wears me out.

I think we both got a pretty good night’s sleep and I woke up my usual time of 5 AM. However, I decided to lay in bed a bit longer and ended up getting up at 6 AM. I was so excited to see the sun glowing on the deck! After two days of overcast, I am ready to work more on a tan! And the sun really puts the spirit back in my soul! Wow, that was a pretty cheesy thing to say!

While Todd slept a little longer, I headed on deck to soak in the sun and read more of my book – “I Heard That Song Before” by Mary Higgins Clark. There are still the occasional gusts of wind that certainly puts a chill down me but the sun feels fantastic! I think it is going to be a beautiful day.

Our plan today is to go check out Thomas Island which is just South of Shaw Island where we are now. We are truly just going to take a look at it and not anchor there. We will make our way back to Lindeman Island which is our Northern neighbor here at Shaw. We will go to the North side of Lindeman and anchor at Boat Port Bay for the night. We are heading to Hamilton Island tomorrow to restock on supplies and then head further north to other islands we want to see before our stay is done.

For now, let’s sail!

Entry 7: The Great Sail to the Ideal South Pacific, More Turtles, Taken Anchorage

We headed out yesterday around 9:30 or so – destination Thomas Island, which was South/South East of Shaw Island. Sunsail had already informed us that it is a small island and not a good overnight anchorage so we were planning on going and checking out the island then going to Boat Port on North Lindeman Island for an overnight anchorage.

Our sail to Thomas could not have been any better. Traveling 5 to 6 knots under sail the whole way, it was fantastic. Only about 4 or 5 long tacks got us there. I love the autopilot function. Set your course and sit up on deck for a bit. I got some major sunning in during our sail.

Thomas Island is a smaller island of the group but it certainly reflects true South Pacific. The waters are an array of blues and greens and the beaches are full of washed up coral and shells. We anchored and had a nice salad for lunch. After lunch, took Timmy on into the island to have a closer look. Along the way, up popped the head of a turtle right in front of us. I’m telling you, they are everywhere and just so cool.

Todd felt that this area, for sure, would be a good snorkeling area. We didn’t bring our snorkeling gear with us to the island (it was still stowed on the boat) and, along with my hesitation to snorkel for other reasons, I want to check with the marina today about renting sting suits. The thing is, sharks are not what could hurt you in the Whit Sundays. It is actually Box Jellyfish and Irukandji Jellyfish that could ruin your day. Along with Sting Rays and other fish. It is highly recommended that you wear a sting suit when you snorkel. Obviously this won’t help against the tail of a Sting Ray or the bite of a Toad Fish but it will certainly lower your chances of being stung by the jellyfish – and the Irukandji, which (according to our book) has been the cause of several deaths. Yeehaw…hand me my mask!

We motored around and finally beached Timmy for a closer look at the island. It really was pretty. We collected more shells and coral to bring home. We also found a natural water outlet on the beach. Seems that the water was pouring out of the sand into the ocean. It was really cool. Todd had a term for it and maybe he can fill that in when he reads these entries later.

After our exploration, we headed back to Dreamer. For the second time, Timmy ran out of gas. This happened a couple of days ago too. Obviously a lot of exploring going on. Once Todd took care of that, we were back to the boat. The sea has been a bit choppy so getting on the boat from the tender was a tad challenging and I have a small bruise to prove it. But neither here nor there. We were back on and pulling anchor up. It was about 2:30 and we needed to get to the North side of Lindeman Island before 5.

We decided our best bet was to motor to Lindeman. In the Whit Sundays, you must be anchored by 5 PM. I believe it is so no one will try to sail or motor around at night and risk running aground or into coral. There are so many little tricky spots in the ocean around here and, even with a GPS system, it is always good to keep an eye out. So there is a rule here that you must be anchored for the night by 5.

It was a nice cruise. As always, we utilized the autopilot, turned on some tunes and found ourselves lounging around the deck – me trying to soak in more sun. It took about two hours to get to Boat Port where we were hoping to anchor for the night. When we got there we noticed another boat anchored in the spot that we would have wanted. After some confusion and frustrating moments, we realized that this anchorage was not going to work out. The nearest safe anchorage to Boat Port is back at Burning Point on Shaw Island. I think we both weren’t really wanting to go there again after being anchored there for two nights. But we really didn’t have a choice so we motored on over there. We were anchored with engine off by 5:15 so that wasn’t so bad. But here we are again at Burning Point. Sigh. I shouldn’t complain. Any island out here is beautiful – I was just longing for a new morning view.

Once we anchored, I enjoyed a shower and Todd sprayed the cabin diligently for bugs. He found a couple of unwelcome visitors a couple of days ago so we wanted to be sure we didn’t have any tonight.

We then fixed dinner – he had a steak that he previously cooked during one of our cookathons, baked potatoes and garlic broccoli and onions on the grill. We watched the movie Sideways during dinner. We didn’t finish the movie because we headed to bed. Sailing really takes it out of us – at least it does me. All the sun, wind and whatever – I don’t know. I was pooped and fell asleep instantly. It was funny because I had dreams all night about being in the water.

Being back at Burning Point, you realize how strong the wind is – there must have been some good 20 or so knot wind bursts throughout the night that would cause some wonderful clanging of the mast overhead. Not that that really affected my sleep much but, common to most nights, I woke up several times.

I am certainly sleeping a bit later than when we first came on board. I am now making it to 6 AM before getting out of bed. Our plan is to get out of here by 7 AM and make our way to the marina at Hamilton Island. We need to stock up on essentials for our final couple of days. Ice, beer, rum, batteries. Ahh, the priorities!

We hope to get into the marina by 10 AM (which is when the spirits store opens – haha) and be out of there no later than noon. Our final destination will be Whitehaven Beach which is on Whitsunday Island. This is a much more popular beach and is supposed to be beautiful (however I haven’t seen anything that wasn’t). So we are going from deserted islands with barely a boat around to a more popular dwelling.

Well, it is about 6:40 AM so I need to get the cabin ready for sailing and get myself dressed. Although there are some heavy clouds overhead, I am not giving up on sun, sail, and exploration.

Entry 8: Harrowing Moments, True Love, Frustration Nation

As we took off from Shaw Island, we waved a final farewell and swore we would never be back. Not because we didn’t like the island or because we had a bad stay – I mean, it was our home during the storm. But we were ready to venture out to new destinations and, since the weather looked nice, we did.

Our first stop was Hamilton Island which we motored to in order to save time. We needed/wanted to stock up on much needed supplies – beer, rum and ice! Oh and batteries. It was a nice cruise and we were there by about 9:30 AM or so. As usual, our Sunsail slaves came out to bring our boat in. I was a little concerned because we called them but we didn’t see their dinghy in the marina inlet. About the time I was making our way into the marina there was a large boat coming out so I was a little nervous. But we made it just fine. Our guy jumped on board and safely docked us about 5 boats down from the ice place. Perfect!

We hopped out of the boat and into the little marina town to stock up. Other items on the list was milk, fingernail polish remover, polish and tortilla chips. We first stopped at the grocery store and picked up the remover, milk, tortilla chips (well, they didn’t have tortilla chips so we decided on Doritos), salsa and batteries. Then we went to our spirits place and stocked up on drinks. On the way there we were entertained by some cockatoos and beautiful lorikeets that were stalking a poor guy that made the mistake of throwing some food their way. Those lorikeets are beautiful for sure! Vibrant colors of blue, green and yellow. We didn’t have the camera with us so we are hoping we will see them tomorrow upon our return.

After we got our six bags of ice, we headed back to Dreamer. We got the cabin and deck situated – Todd did a quick rinse off of the deck. Much needed especially at the bow where the anchor returns. The sea is beautiful but must be pretty messy below. Actually Todd got some anchor rust on his legs and thought it looked like he had the palsey. So funny!

Once everything was cleaned up and water topped off, the Sunsail slaves took us over to the gas pump to get a quick fill up. Then off we went headed to Whitehaven Beach on Whitsunday Island. Everything was awesome and we had the sails up as soon as we were clear of channels.

There were certainly some good sized swells during our sail. We were heeling quite hard and spraying water on the bow. It was a ton of fun flying through the swells. We were laughing and high fiving about how awesome of a sail it was. Todd was heard many times doing a manly “yeah” when our bow would fall in a swell and spray the deck.

But then it got hairy. I mean, really nerve racking. The swells were reaching 9 to 10 feet high and we were a pretty good clip from land. We decided to lower sails and motor in to the channel leading to Whitehaven. For those who are not familiar with sailing, let me fill you in on what it takes to bring in sails. First, the helmsman (the one steering the boat…me) must turn into the wind so that the deckhand (Todd) can, first, furl in the head sail (if you look at a picture of a sailboat, it is the sail in the front). This can be done from the cockpit area which is safe and somewhat secure (other than in 10’ swells). Next, the deckhand (Todd) must bring down the main sail, which is the one that you probably drew in kindergarten when you drew a boat. The challenge with the main sail is that the deckhand must go up to the mast of the boat (which is the pole that the main sail attaches to) and guide the sail onto the boom (the pole that runs perpendicular to the mast) and into the sail bag. Well, the mast is certainly a secure “pole” to hold onto when you are on the very vulnerable deck. However, the boom is not. It swings (so that you can move the sail from right to left) and, even when “locked” in place, it has a tendency to move slightly from left to right. In order to close the sail bag on the boom the deckhand’s only grip hold is the boom.

Ok, back to our hell. We were climbing on these 10’ swells and crashing…HARD…at the bottom. Let me draw a picture…when the bow was making it’s way up the swell, the bow was pitched so high that I could not see where we would fall. Now, add in very strong current that was pulling my tiller (which steers the boat) and taking control away from me. Todd and I were both being thrown around the boat. Items in the galley were being thrown around and, at some point, the bilge pump alarm went off. Quick explanation…the bilge is the area between the “pretty” floor that they put in the cabin for you to walk on and the bottom of the boat. The bilge should be empty (a little water is ok but not a lot) because it holds the air that allows the boat to float. If your bilge floods…no good can come of that. It can set you up for a sinking situation.

Back to our hell. So the bilge pump alarm went off at some point during our extreme rollercoaster ride. Of course, we weren’t sure what the noise was that we were hearing. At first Todd thought it was our emergency locator device. My first thought was that it was the autopilot device or some other navigational device letting us know we were in deep crap. We didn’t learn it was our bilge pump alarm until after our harrowing experience.

At this point, Todd had wrangled and furled in the head sail. But what really made me worried was when he went to the mast to let down the main sail. He was able to hold onto lifelines along the side of the boat and then the mast. We were able to bring the main sail down while being pitched severely forward over the swells. My job was to control the boat which was extremely hard to do and I started to panic. I could tell that the ocean was taking a hold of my tiller and that I was now in a fight to gain control back. At the same time, Todd was planning on zipping the sail bag. I started really freaking out because I did NOT want him on the deck with nothing to hold onto other than the swinging boom. I understood his point that, with the sail not in the bag, there was potential it could come out of the bag and, when the wind caught it, would swing us around in the water. My point was that I did NOT want him on the deck with these swells. I wanted him in the cockpit with me. I was willing to risk the sail breaking free and having Todd with me than to have the boom throw him overboard in those kind of waters. The way the current was pulling and with that large of swells, a recovery mission would have been challenging. And I was already losing my cool and panicking. Not a good situation for a rescue. After intense discussion, he obliged me and came into the pit.

I was certainly scared – no lie. I have never been scared on a boat…EVER! But I can honestly say that I was very shaken by the whole thing. As I was getting us back on course to go through a narrow channel, we were being thrown around with swells to our side and then to our back. When we were picked up, my control was gone. The currents were just so strong. Almost like trying to turn the wheels on your car when you are going through one of those automatic car washes.

Finally we made it to the channel and then to our anchorage at Whitehaven Beach. Once we were anchored I was exhausted and completely shaken. Most of my fear was of losing Todd overboard. I guess that really shook me because, once we killed the engine, I started bawling. Granted there were tears before that time when we were in the midst of the heavy seas. However, just the overwhelming concern and worry over the whole situation had me very upset. Todd consoled me and I felt totally silly for crying. But it made me realize that something happened on our honeymoon that probably rarely happens on others. First, we are doing something that takes complete teamwork. But second, during that experience, I realized more than ever how truly I love Todd. How strongly I want us to be together forever – and how desperately I want us to live for a very long time. It was just such a moment of clarity and pure love. If anything good came from that craziness, it is that I am even closer to Todd than I was before.

Once at Whitehaven, we broke into drinks immediately. I certainly needed one or twenty and Todd did too. Most of you know how Todd is…he is very level headed and not much gets to him. Although he plays it down more than I obviously do, I think it nerved him a bit too. He was certainly in need of some wine washed down with some Baileys. I had some Australian rum and diet coke.

I just wasn’t in to making dinner after all that so I mainly snacked for dinner. Todd had some leftover steak. Our day ended really cool with three seagulls that decided to beg for some food. They landed on Timmy – one on each side and then one on the motor. I grabbed a loaf of bread and started throwing small pieces their way. One of them could actually catch them in mid air! It was so fun watching them and it helped bring my anxiety down a couple of notches.

Another nice touch to the night was that it was a full moon. Or close to full. It was beautiful and casted such an intense glow on the ocean. After dousing our anxiety in some drinks and after gazing at the moon, we headed to bed.

I am sure the alcohol helped us crash pretty much right away. But, just like any good buzz, it must end. Around 3 AM I was wide awake as we were being rolled all over the place. Something in the galley (kitchen) was clanking and it was driving me crazy. Some of the rolls were really large and there was just no way to get back to sleep.

I had company. Todd was awake too. I started throwing a tantrum because I haven’t really slept a good full night since we have been on the boat. And this wasn’t helping matters. Although Todd has to endure my tantrums frequently, I suppose this one was entertaining because he started laughing at me. Or maybe he was so sleepy he was delirious.

We pretty much lied in bed trying to recover some sleep until about 5 AM when I had had it! We started to plot a course and, quite honestly, I was ready to head back to Hamilton Island, find a hotel and get some real sleep. However, I didn’t want to let my temper get in the way of our final days in the Whitsundays. We had planned on heading to Butterfly Bay today so Todd kept to course. I was just so tired and really wanted to try and get a bit more sleep so we decided to lay back down (after I fixed the rattling dishes) for about 30 minutes. And I actually slept. Even had a quick dream.

Once I awoke from that quick cat nap, I felt a bit better and was ready to get going. We never did go explore Whitehaven Beach but, even though it does look pretty running a long coast line, we have found better beaches that are more secluded and just as (if not more) beautiful.

So we headed out of the Whitehaven Beach anchorage and motored toward Butterfly Bay at Hook Island. The wind was at our back so the only way to sail is to run. We actually tried this before but sat dead in the water. However, Todd was jonesin’ to sail. I admit I wasn’t much into it…especially after our encounter the day before. But I knew he really wanted to sail so I sucked up my leftover fear and went along with it.

Todd is a really great sailor! He dialed in the sails on a run where we were actually going about 4 – 5 knots! This is a very challenging sail – you really want to be heading more into the wind, not have the wind at your back. But Todd did a great job and we were sailing at good clips. There were a couple of times that we were getting pretty far from land that I noticed my butt was clenching and I was biting my lip. There were some medium swells out that way and I was just a bit worried that it would turn on us again.

But it didn’t and we had an awesome sail. Right into the inlet leading to Butterfly Bay. We motored into the best mooring area in the bay. This is another first for us…we have never moored before. A mooring is essentially a buoy in the water with a large rope. You can tie your boat off at the mooring instead of anchoring. Although we had never done this before, we were champs! I drove right up to it without running over it and Todd was able to pull the line with the boat hook. It was perfect, flawless and quite easy! Actually easier than anchoring.

So here we are in Butterfly Bay. Our last night at sea before we head to the marina. Tomorrow night we will stay at the marina and head out for our flight to Sydney the next morning. So we are enjoying this beautiful bay and our final moments of our sail. Tomorrow should be a great sail into the wind at a close reach. That will be a great grand finale!

Time for another beer…

Entry 9: Beer Thirty, Fridge Bite, The Bread Fish, Dolphin Play, Next Stop: Sydney

So another beer I did have and we decided it was time to get some dinner started. We were going to cut up the remaining broccoli, cauliflower and carrots and put them on the grill. We were being silly and joking around about the time that I tipped the door up to the fridge. And that’s when it happened.

For those unaware, most boats’ refrigerators are a combo freezer/fridge. They are “top loaders” meaning that everything is inside a big box type thing with a “lid” on top. Wait, let me add – a HEAVY lid on top. The lid is on a hinge and does have a little swivel lock for when it is upright which we noticed after it came down on my head earlier in the week.

Ok, back to last night. I was reaching in to get the veggies for dinner when I briefly looked at Todd in the galley after he did something funny. I don’t even remember what it was he did. But, somehow the unlocked heavy lid came barreling down and caught my pinky finger. The pain was excruciating but I didn’t feel it for a quick second. I started with a bit of insane laughter followed quickly with sissy girl crying. I was holding my hurt pinky finger with my other hand and, when Todd ran over to help me, I took away my hand to reveal blood dripping all over.

Once we rinsed off the area – which hurt like a biatch – we noticed that there were two injuries. One on each side (top and bottom) of my pinky. As Todd keeps describing it, it looks like my finger exploded. It really does. It bulges out on each side with bloody pulps on each side. Very nasty looking.

Todd was sweet and wrapped it with gauze. I took two Aleves and, after laying in the V Berth for a bit to regain my composure, started up on dinner. Todd helped me and learned how to cut broccoli and cauliflower. I told him that now that he knows, I may get spoiled!

We actually enjoyed a nice dinner – especially after the Aleve kicked in – and went to bed fairly early. All the drama had made me tired (crying always does that to me). We decided that we were going to watch a South Park movie in bed. It started…and so did the snoring almost immediately. We were both so tired, we were out in no time.

It was a great sleep at the mooring until the tide came in…or went out…whatever. The actual buoy kept banging up against the side of the boat for hours. We just can’t win. But Todd was right. Once the tide went out...or whatever, it did stop. But I was already asleep by then!

Our next moment to wake up was when it started raining…hard! We had the hatched open over our bed and, it just so happened, that I was dreaming about being in a pool being splashed by a kid. That’s when I woke up and noticed that I was getting poured on! Haha! So Todd and I hopped up and closed the hatches and turned on the fans to keep us cool.

Other than that, we had a great sleep. Neither of us got up until 7:30 or so. We decided to get into Timmy and take a look at Butterfly Bay. We also took our snorkeling masks in case we wanted to poke our faces in. But it really wasn’t necessary because, with the water so calm and clear, you could see everything all the way to the bottom. We saw some beautiful blue and black zebra fish, coral and other fish. We poked our underwater camera in to take random pics of the cool underwater life.

When we got back to the boat, we got everything ready to go. As we did, we saw a huge fish swimming around the stern. Todd grabbed a couple of slices of bread and we fed this awesome big fish! He would come to the surface, grab the bread, then hang out waiting for more. I know we shouldn’t feed the marine life but he has obviously done this before and it was just so cool.

And then we were on our way. Heading out for our last cruise and sail – destination Marina. I will admit that I was already trying to distance myself from the sail and the boat. I really couldn’t believe that it was already over and it was kinda sad. So I was ready to just get to the marina, pack, clean and do whatever to move on to our next segment of our trip. I guess I do that when I know it is almost over.

We cruised for a bit to get past some channels and challenging areas. Once we hit our staging area, we popped the sails and went underway. Our sail today, although great, probably wasn’t our best. The winds and current were fighting each other so it made for a bit of frustration. On my part of course. And there was one area where the wind was all over the place…and nowhere…all at the same time. I was really getting frustrated but tried to keep a happy demeanor since this would be our last sail and I knew that it was important to Todd too.

At one point, as if on cue, four dolphins decided to come check us out. Todd spotted them and I almost fell overboard to grab the camera and take video. It was awesome. They swam with us a bit, looked at us with their warm hearted eyes and seemed to have a good time. I think I may have been squealing and speaking in tongue! But I was so excited to see this beauty and it couldn’t have happened at a better time – when I was getting frustrated with the sail.

We sailed until about 3 PM when we decided we should drop sails and motor in. We technically have to be anchored, moored or in the marina by 5 PM and we still had a ways to go. So we dropped sails like pros and started the long motor in. I actually finished that book I was reading and I think I was close to predicting the murder in it.

We saw a huge cruise ship on the way into the marina which is odd in that area. There are so many shallow spots and other challenging objects – we were surprised to see one of those huge Royal Caribbean ships coming into the harbor. Not to mention that we were on an intersecting course so I decided that he wins. We will go low and let him float by. We got pretty close and felt the wake – which was nothing after our harrowing experience.

Once we were back in the marina, we were starving so, after our Sunsail slaves docked our boat and told us not to worry about washing the deck off, we decided to head to our favorite Marina Tavern for beers and fattening, artery clogging food.

We, then, cleaned most of the boat and started the packing. As nasty as we both are, we decided to take showers tomorrow morning before heading to the airport. I must say that I am looking forward to a hotel room with a real shower and a comfy bed. Wow, almost makes me drool.

Our original flight to Sydney tomorrow was supposed to be around 3’ish but, when we arrived here, they had the flight schedules for Jet Star and it had changed to 8:50 AM. It kinda bummed us out a little because we were hoping we could moor or anchor another night out. But the cool thing is that it gets us to Sydney around lunch time versus late dinner. So it just means more time to explore.

So, Sunsail will be taking us to the airport at 7:30 AM tomorrow. We will be getting up at 6 AM to take showers and I am actually going to put on makeup and do my hair like a real girl. I haven’t done that in 10 days! I am looking forward to checking out Sydney and just having more vaca time with my sweetie.

I guess we will feel like we are back in civilization tomorrow afternoon. I guess that’s good and bad…