We've been here for over a week. We've explored the town, rode the bus to Caneland Mall and toured the region by car, we've walked through the stunning wetlands of the Maleleuca Forest (leaving with a thousand mosquito bites as a memento), and we must have gained 10 pounds from the irresistible 'all-you-can-eat' daily special at Angelo's Italian restaurant at the Marina. Thankfully, a break from the windy, rainy weather has arrived and we're more than ready to move (or waddle) on.

We're fueled up, water tanks are full, pre-cooked passage meals are ready to be popped in the oven, gear is stowed and secured and our course is plotted. We're all set for an early morning departure to Lady Musgrave Island. Except for one glitch.
It's nearly 9:00pm and Tom is taking the forward head apart in a third attempt to fix a siphoning issue which began earlier today. The timing is a bit ironic, don't you think? Strangely, he doesn't seem to see much humor in it...
The big question: will we have a case of 'third time lucky' with the head fixed in time for our departure? Or we be stuck here for a while longer and miss our weather window?