Yesterday, Adrienne, Doug and I motored/sailed the boat to a new home, new mooring. The Royal Yacht Club of Tasmania had doubled the rent on the mooring we have been enjoying since late January, so we 've been busy the last few weeks finalizing another mooring, which is in picturesque Cornelian Bay.

This bay is lined along one side by boathouses built out over the water, unique in Hobart. Along the other side lies the cemetery, sobering reminder of the edge of the frame.

We motor/sailed from Sandy Bay under the bridge which was hit by a ship in the sixties, bringing down a span. We enjoyed being out on the water again, and seeing our ship moving purposefully through the waters, mudstained by the recent week of solid rains, was a real pleasure.

We finished the day with securing the new mooring, rowing ashore in our new dinghy, co-owned with Doug, chaining it to a tree, carrying oars and lifejackets back to the car, and then trailing our rubber dinghy home. Doug and wife Laurie came to our single room apartment for some beers and red wine, to round off a good day.