29 October 2011 | Bundaberg Cruising Yacht Club
16 April 2011 | Mooloolaba, Queensland, Australia
14 April 2011 | Mooloolaba, Sunshine Coast, Australia
08 December 2010 | Brisbane Airport
27 November 2010 | Eastern Creek Quarantine Facility, Sydney
19 November 2010 | Eastern Creek Quarantine Facility, Sydney
12 November 2010 | Mooloolaba River, Mooloolaba, Sunshine Coast
08 November 2010 | Back in Bundy
07 November 2010 | Eastern Creek Quarantine Facility, Sydney
02 November 2010 | Bundaberg Yacht Club
01 November 2010 | Bald Knob
29 October 2010 | kennelled in Vanuatu
24 October 2010 | Bundaberg, Australia
23 October 2010 | Distance to Bundaberg - 125 nm
22 October 2010 | Distance to Bundaberg - 240 nm
21 October 2010 | Distance to Bundaberg - 370 nm
20 October 2010 | Distance to Bundaberg 477 nm
19 October 2010 | Distance to Bundaberg - 600 nm
18 October 2010 | Distance to Bundaberg - 680 NM
DAY 8 TRANSATLANTIC CANARIES TO CARIBBEAN
11 December 2009
blue skies and calm today
We're now about a third of the way across the Atlantic and it's been a very peaceful and calm 24 hours with some sailing and some motoring but basically very little wind. Looks like we'll have some wind for the next few days and then the calms again. Today we did some boat maintenance. Ray replaced some hinges on our cupboards and fridge and Sam and I polished some of the deck. There was a huge rust stain where the bike had been sitting out in the elements for months so we got at it with some acid and then gave it a polish and it looks like new. Milo's a bit depressed because his mates, the dolphins, haven't been around today. Then later this afternoon he got all excited again when the fishing rod ratchet took off. We enthusiastically reeled it with me commenting that it couldn't be a Mahi Mahi cos it hadn't breached yet and then we realised why...it was a soggy piece of cardboard not a fish! Can you imagine....not another boat in sight and in the whole of the Atlantic my fishing line picks up a bit of cardboard...unbelievable. Well, there it is. Our exciting existence as we cross the Atlantic.