|Arthur Bay ~ Magnetic Island|
|Tika & Aran take us ashore on 'Maggie'.|
Sitting in the shade of a boulder above the bay listening to summer sounds of crickets in the bush and the water lapping at the shore = bliss!
|Heading home into the storm.|
On our journey back to the marina, the clouds grew blacker and more menacing. We took down the Mizzen and Jib sails and put them inside (so they would remain dry as we needed to take them all inside anyway but more on that later). Just as we were approaching the channel into the marina, the storm hit and suddenly we were totally wet and in the middle of a 'white-out'. The rain was so heavy that we could no longer see the bright leading lights that mark the safe way into harbour! Rene suggested that we anchor off and wait until the storm reduced in ferocity. I could see that we were on course by looking at our navigation laptop. Two of our neighbours from the marina rang us to check that we were ok! Just as we were deciding what to do, the rain eased off and we made it in easily. Les and John even helped us as we came into our berth by taking our mooring lines. I feel so grateful to have met such lovely, caring people from the cruising fraternity. Poor Tika was seasick for most of the trip but Aran said he felt the most alive he had in months!
|'I can't see the leads!'|
|I knew where we were thanks to the nav laptop!|
We also went out to some of Townsville's bars and restaurants to sample the local produce and scene. We all enjoyed the taste of the locally brewed beer but Aran reckons his homebrew is better! The boys had to try the infamous chocolate nachos at one of the saloon style restaurants here. Apparently the taste was sensational as Rene put it 'this is incredible - my two favourite foods together as one!'. He wasn't so enthusiastic afterwards though (too intense)!!
|The disco fountain - Rene is the blurry thing in the centre!|
|Black cockatoo having a feed.|
|A family favourite - Boules on the beach.|