Queensland: Glad to be leaving Southport, Sea World and Surfers Paradise. As sailors we enjoy the simpler beauties of the sea and the gentle motion of having the sails full. Bloody Jet Skiers! Too many, too much noise, too much speed and too much wake and rocking.
Probably the most tasteful mansion on this stretch of water.
We really had to choose our course carefully. This is a maze of channel markers and depth soundings. We consulted "Beacon to Beacon" as well as the chart plotter on the iPad. The binoculars stayed attached to my face. Despite all of the Queensland hustle and bustle we came into the national park area very quickly.
Just a sample.
Away from the glittering money of Southport we again began to see an interesting array vessels. Some were certainly a tribute to human ingenuity. Several chaotic structures were hybrids of caravans attached to pontoons and fibreglassed together by overly ambitious sea farers.
A James Hardy " HARDY PLANK" house boat.
We needed to pass under overhead high voltage electric wires. Glenn couldn't look, and let go of the helm. I watched in fascination at the seemingly large gap between life and electrocution. (That's one phobia that I have been spared).
Looking surreal in the morning sun.
Couldn't get close enough for a good photo.
We were able to watch the sun set and also the sun rise without moving to another position.
Pink and gold sand reflecting the low winter sunset.
North Stradbroke or Morton Island are over there somewhere.
We are in a marina at Manly for a few days while sorting out essentials: groceries and washing, fuel and water and twice daily hot showers. (and why not, it costs no extra). This popular marina area has approx. 2,000 yachts/boats all tied up in a compact and orderly fashion.