Buoyweather forecast |
Passage Weather & Buoyweather both agreed: up to 30 kts from the SSE, with some 2-3m seas to match. Oooo-Kay. Not really a problem for our course of about 230 degs, but maybe a good idea to dig the storm sails out, just in case. With three of our crew relatively new to Harlequin, best to practise whilst sheltered rather than being forced into it offshore, in the dark, rain, etc, etc. You get the picture...
Coral Sea Dorado |
Clearing the Jomard Entrance at dusk (ducking several ships in the process, courtesy of AIS. Gotta love AIS...) we took up a course about 10 degs south of the rhumb line, to allow a bit of flex to bear away from the bigger seas expected later. Then it was just a case of getting comfortable with the watch system (3 on & 3 off at night, and 4&4 during the day) and the heel & pitching across the 2-3m seas. The speed of 7-8 kts was mostly comfortable, but didn't leave much enthusiasm for anything else, such as cooking, eating, or even fishing.
Fresh meat! |
OK, lets revert to our traditional pink squid, and a small yellow squid, just as a trial. "Fish on!" First on one line (Dorado), then the other (Spanish Mackerel). Too easy.
Prep'ing flags for Oz |
Not long after, we received a fly-by from the Aussie Border Protection aircraft - anticipated as we had given a fairly accurate updated ETA and position report by Satphone email the day before.
Border Protection fly-by |
Vegies that is, not animals...
Dawn, off Cairns. We did it! |
At 0730 we were in the channel, and on the radio & phone to Marlin Marina, Customs and Quarantine to schedule berthing and arrival inspections various. At 0800 we were alongside, by 0930 we had dropped the 'Q', and by 1030 we had been Customs cleared. We had officially arrived!
Skipper after a long night |
It was obvious that everything was taken very seriously (with a very deep quarantine inspection, and sniffer dogs for both drugs & explosives), but so had we, making sure we had complied with all procedures as advised on the Customs & DAFF websites.
A quick reverse around the corner from the Customs berth to our own temporary marina berth and talk turned to a run ashore for a very large breakfast.
But first, of course, out came the rum to celebrate!
Rum-happy! |
Bosun's brekkie |
Arrival celebrations...
And ree-lax... |