Friday 13th became a day of rest, in a delightful anchorage on the north side of Brampton Island; not just because of friday the 13th, nor leaving port on a friday, but because its rather pleasant here, sheltered and with good holding for the anchor. The island is a national walk with lots of walking tracks, all explored and have great views. A fishing excursion found enough of them sufficiently suicidal to provide dinner. which was fillets marinated in a Moroccan marinade to serve on a bed of rice with a salad garnish and a chilled crisp white wine. Its all fairly acceptable at the moment....
Jealous, jealous and more envy on top. Utterly crud weather here all week: coldest early May day since 1970, heaps of rain, 20hrs without power and the back door shattered in the storm.
ReplyDeleteAnd you thought all the waiting to get up there wouldn't be worth it...