It’s 7pm on Saturday night. There is a crescent moon above us and it’s dark outside. The kids are all in their beds having a play or reading. They’ll eventually fall asleep one after the other and we’ll go and check on them later. Simon is sitting in the cockpit. He’s on watch. I’m sitting…
We’re anchored in Raby Bay, Brisbane. It’s a quiet bay with about 10 other boats moored close to shore. We are right on the spot where the depth goes from 3 metres to 1 metre. Our boat draws 1.7 metres so we need the deeper water. It’s the furthest we’ve ever anchored from shore. The…
We made it to Queensland! Woohoo! We’re anchored at Marine Stadium (also referred to as The Spit), just near Seaworld on the Gold Coast. This is the busiest place we’ve stayed so far. There are approximately 60 boats around us. All sorts – big and small monohull and catamaran yachts, huge luxurious motorboats, compact little…
We are dancing to the Moana soundtrack in our ‘loungeroom’ (cabin). When I say we, I mean Markito, Freyja and I. Zach is wrapped up in his game on the long couch that runs along the port side of the cabin and barely notices us. Simon is sitting lounging on the other couch catching up…