Day ten
We broke camp today and the Deckhand cut the bottom of his big toe. The wound looks nasty, but he has washed it in antiseptic, wrapped it in bandages and placed a sock over that foot to keep it clean. He claims this is the closest he has come to wearing shoes since school and from the horn like quality of his feet I believe him.
Those who wished fished once more, but the female tourist from 'OverEast' was the only one to catch anything. I believe she is probably the best angler of the group.
Grandaughter
had a migraine so she spread her sarong under a tree and napped while the others packed up the dinning area of our camp. We took the tinny back to the boat and were soon fishing again. I took the time offered to bond with Toby and examine him. He appears to be well, but I am worried that he needs to put on a little more weight.
I did have a go at fishing after awhile, but alas do not have the patience needed to 'hook the big one'.
Ah well, I shall leave it to the women folk, they seem to have the knack, although their men do try quite hard as well.
At afternoon tea
I have a minor history lesson on the role of vegemite and the Australian way of life and am introduced to Milo.Milo is a kind of chocolate drink powder, that is eaten as well as drunk with milk. Pavlova, and now Milo. This truly is the Lucky Country, as the travel brochure claimed.
We observed the tide change at a nearby reef. The water poured off it as the tide dropped, creating long ribbons of waterfalls. For awhile there you could see the ocean in two levels, that on the reef and that below it. A peculiar phenomenon that would undoubtablely have been considered supernatural long ago.
As the water drained more we could see the fish swimming frantically for the reef's edge. Many sea birds collected to feast on the stragglers that didn't make it off in time.
We set anchor a little way from there and had a leisurely dinner. Wine and cheese nibblys were followed by a delicious green Tai curry.
The moon was a thin, deep flame coloured crescent, only not as it is normally seen, a bracket shape like so
( but rather it was on its side so that it formed a bowl. As it disappeared over the horizon the two horn tips were soon all that could be seen and the Skipper called them 'snake eyes' and said they brought a change in luck, but whether good or bad he couldn't say.We watched the fish swimming by the boat by torchlight. Schools of blue fish, a yellow sea snake, tiny flying fish, one adult and many baby squid.
We slept a board the Lady Christine, rocked to sleep by the oceans own lullaby.
On my travels today I have seen - flying fish, yellow sea snake, squid, white headed petrels, black winged stilts, Silverguls.
