Archive for the ‘sailing’ Tag

“weigh anchor” – Nara Inlet

They say home is where the heart is,

then my home lays here.

 

Cruising Nara Inlet, Sept 2003

Cruising Nara Inlet, Sept 2003

 

A decade after our first visits to Nara Inlet.

 

It feels we are heading..

Heading….

Home……..

 

 

Somewhere over the rainbow...

Somewhere over the rainbow…

 

This beautiful Fjord-like inlet was once the ancient home of the Ngaro people.  

This sea faring Aboriginal group inhabited the Whitsunday and coastal areas of Queensland from some 7000BC till 1870.

Eventually their society was destroyed by the inhabitation of colonists and those remaining were forcibly relocated to mission settlements on Palm Island…

Stillness

Stillness

The Cradle of a People...

The Cradle of a People…

 

 

Comfortable

Comfortable

 

 

There are plenty of places to explore,

from ancient art work,

and waterfalls…

 

Beautiful in all light

Beautiful in all light

We spent long languid days,

warm with gentle rains,

a beautiful place to call home, if only for a time…

 

looking south out the Inlet

looking south out the Inlet

Nestled

Nestled

 

Sea Eagle

Sea Eagle

 

August 2013 we head East from Darwin in the Northern Territory after many years away.

 

We look forward to rediscovering this land..

 

Blessed to sit and to ponder this magnificent land…

 

 

being in nature...

being in nature…

 

Home, is wherever the heart lives….

Advertisements

“weigh anchor” – Berkley River, The Kimberly’s

The Berkley River

 

The Berkeley River is nestled SW of Joseph Bonaparte Gulf on Australia’s remote north Kimberly Coast.

The nearest town is Wyndham 150kms..

 

There are no roads…

 

Berkley River Map

Berkley River Map

Intense silence fills your ears,
alone in an ancient land.
The moon fills the setting sky,
miles from civilisation,
miles from anywhere.

We are able to cruise some 12 nm (approx. 22km) up the river.

Sandstone gorges soar over head at times completely encircling us..

There is a deep presence…

We are in old, old country…

The colours are amazing..

The colours are amazing..

Carved by eons on time..

Carved by eons on time..

The afternoon glow is blinding...

The afternoon glow is blinding gold…

There is a silence within the Berkley like nothing I’ve every experienced before.

It’s soundless..

Deafening…

Alone in the wilderness

Alone in the wilderness..

Mystical..

Mystical..

We washed under the falls

We lived by the falls..

 

 

 

 

This was to be our home for the next month.

We bathed under the waterfall looking out over the hushed grandness..

We explored, we climbed the above ridge and walked deep into the quiet land, we sat…

 

 

lI showered under the falls..

I showered under the falls..

No crocs here..

No crocs here..  

 

 

 

 

We had all the comforts of home...

We had all the comforts of home…

We watched the Moon dance it’s cycle in the clear, clear skies.

 

We lay out on chilly nights lit by the millions of sparkling stars..

We watched the sun sink, finished for the day, whilst the full moon rose in all it’s glory…

 

Mt Casurina

Mt Casurina

Golden hue

Golden hue

 

 

 

lush on green

lush and so green

 

We lived in nature,

self sufficient.

Collecting water..

Baking bread…

 

Freshly backed in the BBQ..

Freshly backed in the BBQ..

We caught the odd mud crab..

We caught the odd mud crab..

 

 

 

Collecting fresh water..

Collecting fresh water..

 

We ate well…

 

 

Rudy's Chilli Mud Crab..

Rudy’s Chilli Mud Crab..

We walked the ancient land drawn into it’s quietness.

Sandstone rock caved into the guardian souls that resided this land..

There was a feeling of being in the presence of others,

they had left their creative mark.

We sat and looked out where others had sat for millennium ..

 

rock art up on a ledge,

rock art up on a ledge,

 

 

The connection was strong…

 

walking along the rock bar, boats no further..

walking along the rock bar, boats no further..

Berkley Bush..

Berkley Bush..

Ancient ancestor..

Ancient ancestor…

 

We came across the odd Croc, we aways aware.

 

We swam in fresh water pools, watched by God’s creatures..

We played, safe above the falls…

 

We played...

We played…

Croc...

Croc…

 

 

 

A sunning monitor...

A sunning monitor…

 

 

We were totally and lovingly wrapped in nature.

 

 

Berkley blessings....

Berkley blessings….

 

I am deeply blessed…

I am so grateful..

Thank you…

Returning to the Sea…

120 days or so and we’ll be back living on the Ocean,

free from the ties of society,

living in the world ruled by Nature,

 

Home…

 

Making Space..

Making Space..

Reflection of the Soul...

Reflection of the Soul…

 

 

Morning Glow

Morning Glow

 

‘Till then we enjoy the precious treasures of life,

and lavish ourselves in our love of the outdoors.

 

 

mangrove islands...

mangrove islands.

Fully accepting...

Fully accepting…

 

 

Gliding on currents..

Gliding on currents..

 

Dinner at Crab Claw

The conditions for sailing in Darwin this time of year are beautiful. With big tides, flat water and light winds that glide one easily and briskly along the water.

 

Crab Claw under dawn moon..

Crab Claw under dawn moon..

 

A weekend treat for us is to sail to Bynoe. In a huge and very sparsely populated Harbour just south of Darwin and nestled deep in the upper reaches is Crab Claw Resort.

There’s a little balinese style fishing resort with elevated cabins and palm shaded walkways that lead to a wonderful ‘open style’ restaurant, that sits high over looking the water.

 

This is what I call 10 000 star dining...

This is what I call 10 000 star dining…

Ready to go ashore..

Ready to go ashore..

 

 

Heading into the sunset...

Heading into the sunset…

 

Were off again next weekend, yeah.

 

This is living the Dream….

 

The view out...

The view out…

 

ps. Our one thing today  was we fitted new 12volt plugs on some electrics, Rudy did some soldering.

 

 

 

 

“weigh anchor” – Margaret Bay

Margaret Bay

Near the tip of Queensland there is a beautiful Bay.

Where the sand is white and the water clear.

You won’t find many people here the nearest sealed road is 141 kms away.

Clear waters of Margaret Bay

Clear waters of Margaret Bay

Margaret Bay Low tide

Margaret Bay Low tide

 

 

Map of Margaret Bay

Map of Margaret Bay

 

A place to stop, to explore and to play.

 

 

The tides are big...lucky we have wheels.

The tides are big…lucky we have wheels.

Walking the beach at Low Tide..

Walking the beach at Low Tide..

The tide came up higher then expected. Rudy I'll watch for Crocs..

The tide came up higher then expected. Rudy I’ll watch for Crocs..

A great place to give Tiata a dry out and make sure all is a’ok.

 

giving Tiata a dry out

giving Tiata a dry out

Watching the clear water wash away..

Watching the clear water wash away..

 

 

Tide receding...

Tide receding…

 

 

Further up the beach past a creek

the sands are sprinkled with Star Fish

100’s of them..

Waiting for the croc to swim away before crossing the creek.

Waiting for the croc to swim away before crossing the creek.

 

 

But first you have to wait for the resident croc to head out to sea…..

Important tip: Check your tides and always keep an eye out.

 

 

Start fish everywhere going about there business

Start fish everywhere going about there business

In a little part of the bay is Starfish City..

In a little part of the bay is Starfish City..

 

 

 

 

Off to see friends..

Off to see friends..

 

"Catch a falling star..."

“Catch a falling star…”

 

 

The 'Stars' of Margaret Bay

The ‘Stars’ of Margaret Bay

 

Blue, white and green…

 

Tiata

Tiata

 

Just us and nature,

A lone Jabiru..

A lone Jabiru..

A distant Curlew

A distant Curlew

 

what a special treat…

 

 

A magical sunrise

A magical sunrise

“weigh anchor” – 25 Dec 2006

25th Dec 2006

Christmas at Turtle Bay, Whitsunday Island.

Christmas Morning...

Christmas Morning…

It was a misty start to the day, still and quiet. After sunrise most of the boats moved on to there destinations for the day, we decided to stay put.

After my morning paddle we explored the area, we followed a dry waterfall up into the rain forest we were awarded a sublime view..

Looking back at Tiata

Looking back at Tiata

Some morning exercise...

Some morning exercise…

Solider Crabs

Solider Crabs

We climbed high into the forest..

Rudy walking the dry river course..

Rudy walking the dry river course..

keep on walking..

keep on walking..

Looking back

love our morning walks..

Rudy did a great roast on the Cobber

Followed by an afternoon swim

Followed by an afternoon swim

Tending lunch..

Tending lunch..

Cooking with a view..

Cooking with a view..

it was a beautiful day and after lunch we “weighed anchor” and went for a sail around the Island…

Perfect…..

Flying the spinnaker...

Flying the spinnaker…

Clear sailing

Clear sailing

Christmas on Tiata..

Christmas on Tiata..