A day in the Hunter Group

A bit of a windy night,we were quite comfortable in our sheltered corner.

Four yachts had arrived during the night,an overnighter for them.

We had decided to wait a day before travelling to King Island.The forecast was considerably better on Tuesday.

Put the dinghy down and pulled the pots,only one undersized male,if female it would have measured.Biggs reluctantly put it back.

Had a cooked breakfast of Salmon,very tasty.Had a council ,how to get rid of these fish.we knew there was a heap of mainland boats in Spiers Nook.We could see Bunderberg's mast towering above the rocks.Called up Crispian,I will distribute them he said,Paul on Rumba called,I need some bait.

We steamed over and anchored in the Bay.

Biggs and Cheroz went over in the dinghy and unloaded them.Paul invited us over for a coffee.Had a pleasant hour with him and his wife Lin.

Later on we saw a small dinghy slowly braving the considerable waves coming around from Chimney Pot Bay,they pulled up at Rumba,where are the fish they asked,Paul directed them to Chrispian,the word had spread.

Went out into the Pass to download the weather,seemed tomorrow could be ok.

Heard the usual chatter on the radio of skippers making decisions about when they might go south.

Mary came on warning about condition at the entrance to Stanley Harbour.The Easterly blowing right in there.

Some of them with only their partners for crew must have their work cut out at times,they need to get it right.The boats seem to get a little bit bigger each time.

Pleasant landscape from our anchorage.
 

Returned to our spot in Coulomb,definitely the best anchorage in this wind.

Put the pots back in a different spot ,hopes high.

Had Deirdre's casserole for dinner very well received ,desert ice cream with chocolate sauce and Baileys.

Turned in at ten again.