Wednesday, 26 November 2014

27th November - handbags for sailors - Prezi prentation


Thursday 27th November

Handbags are a  BIG theme all over the world.


Bags in Kuala Lumpur
Huge shops in huge shopping malls seem to sell nothing else; markets are heaving with bags.  Pete and I always gaze in amazement and estimate that there are more bags for sale in shops than there are humans.  I have my own very beautiful soft black leather bag, and a few unsatisfying smaller bags which do not meet my needs.  It has been dawning on me that I need…a better bag.  A safer one, with more zipped up compartments and pockets.  A stylish soft leather bag does NOT cut the mustard when you are living on a boat…

As far as I am concerned, having a helpful, kind sales assistant makes ALL the difference when making important decisions of this nature… On my way to North Hobart last night (pub night) I stopped in Strandbags and had my hand held through the choosing process.  I now have a wonderful new bag with many zipped compartments.  Oh the bliss of moving everything from the insecure areas in my old bag and shutting my precious iPhone and my equally precious visacard into their very own designated secure areas!  Thank you Sam!


Jo and Sam
Sam extolled the virtues of my new Hedgren bag.  Apparently the strap is reinforced with thin wire so it can’t be cut by bad bagsnatchers.  I didn’t have the heart to tell her than a very bad bagsnatcher won’t carea bout this and will just pull me over with the aforementioned strap and then pull the bag off my arm regardless.  I hope, however, NEVER to be mugged…

Jeff has taught me a new and wonderful THING to do on the internet – a Prezi presentation!



All I need is an internet connection and a big white smartboard and – I am up and away with a photo presentation!  I went to Jemima’s prep class at Blackmans Bay Primary school yesterday, with my prezi, which had been nicely tidied up by Jeff – I had managed to download photos on the map format but with quite a degree of chaos and disorganisation.  Jemima introduced me to her class, and the class next door, which had come in to see what was up.  “This is my grandmother who has been travelling around the world on a boat, looking at crocodiles.”  Well yes, crocs have been a major theme in our travels, indeed!


No school photos but...a lovely photo of Rose, Zoe and Paul the magpie
I enjoyed my half hour with the children; they were interested and engagement – mostly… There were a few minutes for them to ask questions before they had to rush off to an emergency assembly about school closures (protests against the drastic cuts about to be imposed on government schools.)  Many enthusiastic hands UP.  I asked a dear little girl what her question was.  “My cockatoo died and we had to bury it.”  The teachers looked mortified and said, “Yes, great, but any QUESTIONS!’  More hands shot up… “Can I have a drink?” 

I do understand how hard it is to come up with relevant questions… recently at the South Hobart school fair a well-intentioned oldcodger walked around the school wearing academic robes and a mortar board and a sign indicting he was the History Man, ready wiling and able to answer any local history questions.  I avoided him as best I could.. But Jeff found him and tried to get Leo to ask him pertinent questions.  Leo, who is a smart boy, immediately looked totally vacant and dopey and said, “ummm…no….”  Jeff then cornered me.  When confronted by the History Man’s hopeful little grey beard face…I too immediately looked totally vacant and dopey and said, “ummm…no….”  Maybe I should have asked him for a drink…


Constitution Dock - a bit of Hobart history...

Monday, 24 November 2014

25th November - Lauderdale Bay - early days on 2XS


Tuesday 25th November

Sensational Lauderdale sunset
Did it sounds as if I knew what I was walking about yesterday, with the melted transducer thingy?  Well…I don’t have a clue, I just know it didn’t look good, all melted…

raft birds
Yesterday we spent the day in Lynne’s beautiful beach house, Stella Maris.  She can now put just a bit of weight on one of her poor broken legs, but she is still immobilised on the couch and in her wheelchair.  NOT a word of complaint!  (I would have been complaining mightily, I am sure…)

Lynne's magpie friend, Paul, sitting on her Stephen Walker sculpture
I was very kind and helpful – I went for a walk on the beach for her. 


So beautiful, in the dark stormy light.

A young Pacific gull
Black cockatoos flew overhead – they always presage a change in weather.


This little bay provided shelter for 2XS on our very first trip away form Hobart.  We left the Motor Yacht Club with great fanfare, cruised up the river, around the corner…and into Lauderdale Bay, where we anchored and looked longingly at Lynne’s house.  It was quite rough but…she beckoned, in her hospitable way, and we leapt into the dinghy and had a lovely cosy evening eating delicious food, along with (cousin) Michael Rood who lives not far away along Seven Mile Beach. 

And here he is again, with his darling dog, a blur of delight to see his man again
I remember very clearly wondering if we would actually get much further than this nice bay… It all seemed very daunting, back then.  But yes we DID keep on going up the East Coast and over Bass Strait, and all of the earlier doubts and fears have vanished with the wind.


We had delicious soup for lunch.  Lynne had managed to cook from her wheelchair, by judiciously instructing whoever was in the house at the time.  She had chicken stock already in the freezer.  Amongst other things we discussed mortality… Pete and Lynne were astonished to hear that in the hour I had been in Lauderdale I had had two text messages announcing the death of people younger than any of us… Too sad… Pam in Hobart; Steve, also in Hobart… Untimely deaths.

Some flowers for Pam and for Steve



Sunday, 23 November 2014

24th November - minor issues on boats


Monday 24th November

Sunrise from Pete's house (West Hobart)
All is well on 2XS.  Pete has been corresponding with Toby by email re various small annoyances.  For example, one of the transducers has completely melted…


making it impossible to use the inverter.

It hasn’t rained for three weeks so they need to cart water to and fro in jerrycans.  Life is never entirely easy, on a boat…

The beginning of the end for this pretty chair
Things go wrong in houses too.  Pete’s house is furnished with very nice antique furniture.  The dining table is satisfyingly large and seats twelve people – on very pretty but slightly spindly chairs… They are slowly and quietly falling to pieces.  They obviously were never meant to be sat on by robust 21st Century humans.

James Pete Martin
Poor Martin sat on one last time we were home and it fell apart – he was left sitting on the floor looking surprised and surrounded by small splinters of what once had been a pretty spindly chair.

Saturday, 22 November 2014

23rd November - Hobart days


Sunday 23rd November

Sandy Bay Beach - just about in the city centre
A glorious sunny warm Hobart day.

We have been extremely busy and we have been testing the limits of Pete’s house.


It is not a very big house… There are three bedrooms plus a dark dungeon-ish room with a single bed perched hopefully in the depths.  But we managed to fit in nine extra people over the weekend.   No not ALL at the same time… Just two extras on Friday, easypeasy, and then SEVEN extras on Saturday…All went well; nobody got too badly crushed or suffocated by friends and relations.

I had a delightful excursion on Saturday morning, with Felix and Jemima.  HIGH entertainment – a trip to town on the bus!  It couldn’t have been more thrilling, going down the hills of West Hobart, around roundabouts and steep corners. 

Jemima and Felix
This morning we went to Sandy Bay Beach where one of our little ones got stung by a lurking jellyfish and others climbed on the Stephen Walker sculpture.

Olivia and Holly
A beautiful Hobart weekend if…slightly exhausting…

Zoe has learned to ride her bike without training wheels.  Jeff took the wheels off and - off she went!  Up and down hills, around corners, over bumps and minor crevasses.  She is indomitable!  And her legs bear witness to her bravery in getting back on after every unplanned dismount…


And the good news is…the WRX has survived its lobotomy and now it starts Every Single Time.  WEE HEE!  We will NEVER take this for granted…

Friday, 21 November 2014

22nd November - crocodiles are TERRIFYING!


Saturday 22nd November

More cautionary tales for unwary sailors and travellers in the northern areas of Australia…

Our friends Janet and Alex have recently been on a beautiful ten day boat trip in the Kimberly.  Just lovely, but…their instructions were: DON’T trail your hand in the water; don’t even reach out over the edge of the boat.  Snappety SNAP!

Janet relaxing on 2XS a few years ago in the D'Entrecasteau Channel where there are NO crocs!
At morning tea one day they had visitors from a yacht moored nearby.  Very nice people having a lovely holiday in this beautiful region.  They told a terrifying story… There was another yacht anchored near their boat.  Nobody was aboard; the dinghy wasn’t there.  Not a problem – they were obviously exploring the tributaries.  A day or two passed and still no dinghy so they very sensibly went for a little exploratory trip to see if they could see any sign of their invisible neighbours.  As they went past a tall cliff they heard shouting, and saw two people frantically waving…


These poor people had been happily exploring.  They decided to walk up the cliffs to see if they could find a waterhole safe for swimming. And yes indeed; it was lovely up there, free from danger.  But down below the water line a very angry crocodile, baulked of its prey, had attacked and destroyed their poor little inflatable dinghy.  They were stuck; no way of getting back to their boat.  Imagine how delighted they must have been after four whole days waiting in fear…

A fearsome croc demonstrating its skill in Hartley's Croc World