And so, back to Georgetown

After the radio scheds, cast off and motored gently back to Georgetown at the coast.  An afternoon of our "own-thing" ocurred; I made two trips to the fuel station and re-filled th etank via can & trolley, Ian/Mark did the laundrette, and so on.  The planned walk to the Low Head pilot station museum did not happen as it was a little warm for such a long way.
Some pleasnt local fisher-men donated 3 of their big mackerel catch, which I  baked with veges for dinner.

Sunset tonight just in front of Georgetown