02 May 2014 | Sandringham - Middle Brighton Beach - Frankston
26 April 2014 | As it suggests.... Williamstown :)
09 April 2014 | Melbourne- Docklands
04 April 2014 | Limeburner's Lagoon/Bay
28 March 2014 | Queenscliff
28 March 2014 | Apollo Bay
21 March 2014
17 March 2014 | To Port Fairy
05 March 2014 | Mount Gambier surrounds
01 March 2014 | I'd say... Mount Gambier
25 February 2014 | Port MacDonnell
23 February 2014 | Port MacDonnell
18 February 2014 | Beachport
16 February 2014 | Robe
13 February 2014 | Victor to Robe and arriving at Robe
10 February 2014 | From Kingscote then Victor Harbor for a couple of days
09 February 2014 | Kingscote - KI
06 February 2014 | GIYC
06 February 2014 | American River (the heading to Kingscote)

Ermahgerd ..fersher ferk!!!!! AKA OMG fisher folk

06 February 2014 | American River (the heading to Kingscote)
Terry.... weather nice, then not so nice.
Picture.... shadow games at the wharf


First, a little bit of housekeeping from yesterday whilst we were still in American River.

The weather was surprisingly gorgeous, the wind had finally given up on its incessant rattling of everything it could find to vibrate and jangle and the seas had calmed down to a toe-dipped ripple so we decided that if we were ever going to go ashore, yesterday was the day.

The toiletries and towel were in the dinghy in anticipation of finding an ablutions block somewhere. Being all of 30 metres to shore, it was a teensy trip.

So, American River... what can I say? Actually I can say that it's a really quiet and rather lovely place to be. The first thing we did after stepping off of the dinghy was to film some cute little jellyfish that were taking shelter in the boat slip. They were ever so dinky, being only about 2" across but we did keep a bit of a distance as they did trail stingers. (We'll be putting up the film, along with the film from the other jellyfish in the GIYC as soon as we can access some free wifi).

The caravan and camping park which is situated right near the boat ramp roads, is very small but neat and clean and well equipped for such a small spot and it runs on an honour system,. The showers are very spacious and are free to use, which made a pleasant change. There are really functional and attractive barbecue/picnic huts with views out over the water and in the garden beds someone had planted tomato plants, the fruit of which is free to be used by the campers. So nice.

Photo - Free tomatoes!

After a hot shower, we made our way around the town just to have a bit of a squiz. It's a small place, with many of the houses up on a hillside overlooking the bay. In our wanderings we found a seafood and bait shop, a small supermarket /bottle shop/ pub, loads of tiny holiday shacks along the esplanade and closer to the beach that probably only see life during school holidays and very little else. The town also has scenic walks and drives with a lot of historical information boards dotted here and there. It was all very interesting and the night on the boat was the most motionless and tranquil night I've felt so far. You would never have guessed we were just moored in the bay.

Photo: Moored near the rocks.

THURSDAY FEB 6th, 2014

We left American River after deciding to go to Kingscote for a couple of days before moving further south along the SA beaches. Come 8.30am, we let go the buoy and headed out in weather that was was calm and clear. Weather that obviously attracted the more asinine fisher-folk to surface. Allow me to explain my pissed-offedness and moderate angst towards these 2 half-wits.

Now, for a larger boat to get in or out of American River, one must follow a very narrow, very-shallow-on-either-side channel. This is exceptionally difficult to do when said fisher-cretins are anchored slap-bang in the centre of the channel and swearing at you because you are trying to get past. We tried politely to inform them that they were in the channel and were in a dangerous position, to which they responded with "You're in the wrong f***ing part. You should be over the other side of the reds!!) So then Dave took the helm and I went on deck. I'm not sure if they expected any unsuitable words to exude forth from my delicate lips but they flew out and practically burned their way over the water towards their tinny. It went somewhere (but not exactly) along the lines of "Oh you silly men, I do believe it is YOU who are on the wrong sides of the channel markers and are nestled within the only narrow and deep part of the exit, and golly gosh, I'm quite positive that the equipment on our vessel is functioning properly and that we are indeed correct in our assumptions. Why don't you kindly move your boat from the channel you ever-so-wacky-gentlemen and we'll all hear no more about it. Okay?) Well, they swore at me and we pushed past them and out into deeper water. I may send them a copy of the rules of being on a waterway. They are obviously sadly lacking in their formal education on the subject.

So, after that little bit of merriment and diversion, we slowly tootled our way (engine on, engine off, sails up, sails down.... 2 knots, 5 knots... toe dipped ripples again, I could walk faster than that) to Kingscote, 10 miles but 3 hours away. On the way we were joined a couple of times by pods of dolphins, the larger pod being about 12 or so. I never get tired of it. It was s slow and gentle passage and an easy anchor when we arrived at Nepean Bay at Kingscote.

In the afternoon we dinghy hopped to the jetty, which lay several hundred metres away, easy in calm waters and wandered around the lovely town, which is absolutely filled with artsy stuff, galleries, craft shops and nice coffee shops... right up my alley. We spent a couple of leisurely hours having a coffee and just wandering about then made our way back to the jetty only to find that the wind had picked up considerably and I could see, even from hundreds of metres away, that Venture was dancing the jig. We're in for a fun night and I hate to say it but the waves are so rollicking now, I've had to take a seasick pill and I may end up having to sleep in the centre sea-berth. Oh well.... all part of the fun.

Tomorrow we go back into town so that I can explore my favourite thing.... the historic cemetery. A picnic lunch, gorgeous day, a drink and lots of gravestones. Yes!

Oh, and we may or may not be leaving for Robe tomorrow. Again, it's all down to the weather.
Vessel Name: Venture
Vessel Make/Model: Cabo Rico 38-106, B-plan
Hailing Port: Adelaide, South Australia.
Crew: Dave Edwards, Terry Jackson
A true sailing dreamer with one life goal in mind; to live aboard a yacht and circumnavigate Australia. He loves being on the water at every opportunity, and loves the challenges that the waters can throw at him. [...]
Dave and I have been together since November 2002 after meeting through interesting circumstances. A little more on that later. ** If anyone is actually interested in the ramblings of a 50+ sailing newbie-ish, artiste extrordinaire and the clever one who actually knows about boats (thanks Dave [...]
Venture's Photos - Main
Grandie number 5 and the Great Ocean Road
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Out and about in Port Phillip Bay
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Port Fairy and Apollo Bay
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Port Macdonnell - and surrounding districts.
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Created 23 February 2014
Victor Harbor, Robe
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Created 10 February 2014
Beginning and KI
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Created 2 February 2014
As the name suggests.
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Created 1 February 2014
These are some of the photos taken during our shakedown cruise in November/December 2013
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Created 4 January 2014
These are some of the photos taken during our shakedown cruise in November/December 2013
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