Erika stayed on Dreamagic last night so we had a breakfast of fruit before wandering down for a final coffee with Chris. At about 9am we untied and motored out towards Manly, 50 miles away. The sea was slight, the wind finally came from the east and we motor sailed through the channels and sandbars that make up the northern part of Moreton Bay. We are experiencing very low tides at the moment and the marina office had warned us that we may have difficulties but we located our allocated berth and put her away without too much difficulty.
The bar seeemd like a logical place to finish the journey, and Jimmy Doherty, the magical leprichaun seemed like the logical person to join us. I have known Jimmy for at least 20 years, we were both new yachties in those days. Now he has done dozens of Hobarts, two handed Osaka races, single handed yacht deliveries and whatever else is dangerous and wet. Always great for a story we sat at the bar and swapped tales.
It seems funny to be back. Like a lot of these things, the planning, the execution, the problems, the good times, and now that it's all over it's an anti climax really. I feel a bit lost. Was that it?
Well, I hope you enjoyed the trip. I certainly enjoyed having you aboard. If you can get near Brisbane and fancy a sail just get in touch via this website. Meanwhile...until next time!