25 February 2020 | Scarborough Marina, Brisbane
21 February 2020 | 59 Miles To Go
20 February 2020 | 114 Miles East Of Australia
19 February 2020 | 220 Miles East Of Gold Coast Seaway
19 February 2020 | 262 Miles To Gold Coast Seaway
18 February 2020 | 304 Miles East Of Gold Coast Seaway
18 February 2020 | 328 Miles To Go
17 February 2020 | 423 Miles To Go
17 February 2020 | 423 Miles To Go
16 February 2020 | 505 Miles East Of The Gold Coast
15 February 2020 | 617 Miles To Go
14 February 2020 | 755 Miles To Go
13 February 2020 | 888 Miles To The Gold Coast
12 February 2020 | 1032 Miles To The Gold Coast
11 February 2020 | 580 Miles North Of The Waikato
11 February 2020 | 1167 Miles To Home
10 February 2020 | 1300 Miles To Home
10 February 2020 | 1309 Miles To The Gold Coast
09 February 2020 | 1460 Miles To The Gold Coast Seaway
Overcooked
25 September 2017
9:00pm Monday 25th September 2017 ( UTC +4 ) I'm now entering my third month on L'Eau Commotion and you'd think by now I'd learnt of her little idiosyncrasies. But no. With a forecast of 24 knots for the night from the port quarter, at dusk I put two reefs in the main and really wound in the jib, thinking if it gets a little strong I can just ease away to starboard. Fat chance. What happened of course, sailing along on a broad reach, a mischievous wave or a little extra gust would send her slamming and crashing too much to the South, despite my best efforts at thought control from the privacy of my own bunk. And just when I'd summoned up enough courage to don the gear and venture out into the cold dark night to stow the main all would be well with the world and serene cruising resumed. Repeat. What I did at dawn should have been done at 2am - that is stow the main.The result - pleasant fast cruising which you could only dream about. Also from correspondence received it appears I owe a slab each to Hank and Kerrie.