14 October 2011 | Port Arthur
This our second day sitting at anchor in Port Arthur. The wind is howling and we are very happy to be lying a few hundred meters off a protective beach in a totally landlocked harbour.
The trip from Hobart proved to be more than I bargained for. The seas were bigger, the wind was stronger, and the cold was intense. I made the mistake of going forward to pull down the main without wearing oilskins and suffered hyperthermia as a result. I am very fortunate to have such a competent crew. In fact, we were looking at the chartplotter track of Ian's helmsmanship as we came in through a tight entrance with a following sea at night, and he threaded the needle perfectly.
Unfortunately, we had some water seep through the forehatch which wasn't properly shut, resulting in all Pete's stuff getting wet. It's nearly all dry now and there was a spare doona onboard for him to use.
So, things are settling down onboard. We put out a second anchor this morning, and then settled down to watch some Monty Python after brekky. Martin is talking about baking some scones for afternoon tea.
As you would expect, we have been watching the weather forecasts closely, and we expect about 36 hours of favorable weather starting from about 10 pm tonight. We'll give it some time for the seas to calm and then head off early tomorrow morning (at sparrow's fart) and start making our way north.