Bit of This n Bit of That
07 July 2021 | The Barrier Reef
A hot cup of tea in hand, breakfast is done, island ahead and I’m wedged into the loving lap of our well-travelled orange beanbag. The sun’s strength is just enough to balance the temperature of the Queensland’s winter sea-breeze. It’s a shame, today we don’t have enough wind our sails cannot counteract the 2-3mtr swell but we are underway.
How was it, when I was in the galley it felt like 50knots out here. It’s actually the swell more than the wind that created havoc whilst cooking. I found muscles I haven’t used since my netball days. And I’ve discovered I have some fancy defence footwork I never knew I was capable of. I always preferred the attack positions, shooting goals mostly..... Well still shooting goals, but they result in the form of bacon, cherry tomato and feta omelette with freshly chopped parsley tossed from a great height (because the swell said so), and cracked black pepper dumped on my downward fall. Panfried sourdough toast, infused with smoked bacon butter (because I didn’t clean the pan before frying the toast) 😂
That’s how things roll out here! However, “Some of the greatest meals came out of that galley on the Pacific Crossing!”- He Who Hum’s words not mine. I do wish I’d kept a diary of what I dished up, because random creations seem to make the greatest meals. When I stand looking at the stowage of fresh produce, it is easy to be inspired, pick a colour, any colour. This morning He Who Hums response to my question was, ‘whatever is easiest it going to be tough down there’. And that is exactly how it panned out. The bacon was closer than the smoked salmon and I have no idea where the cream cheese has been stashed. I was also aware anything in a cereal bowel would have ended up as textured Picasso style wall decor. So, an omelette it was, which also made for easier transportation back up to the helm.
I can sit here now and plan lunch with a pen and notebook but you and I both know that it will be whatever falls out of the fridge first, because that’s the certainty I am working with today.
Besides looking out I get to see the two tall hairy topped, stoney faced islands (Hexham & Alnwick) we moved between with 100ft of blue green water, the peaceful place where turtles lurk for breakfast, a fisherman bobbed catching their next meal. Through the pass there was the vastness of nothing to take in before we spotted our next destination a mere morning tea distance away.
I had better get ready it was almost time to engage my core and put the kettle on.