We have now sailed all the way from the (equivalent of) the southernmost point of mainland Australia, somewhere in the middle of the Bass Straits, to the (equivalent of) the most northerly. Left in the early hours of the morning for the 85 miles to Mount Adolphus Island, NE of Cape York.
Our frig is full of fish, but had we needed more it wouldn't have been a problem, there were flocks of seabirds pecking up the jumping shoals of little fish, no doubt being herded by bigger ones. And as we entered the anchorage kingfish were jumping out of the water, also to escape something larger. We haven't seen a croc yet, but others have and they are certainly around. Yesterday we went for a bit of a bush walk (marked with blue bits of plastic, shoes, bottles, floats etc. by other cruisers) and saw a couple of bush pigs, quite exciting enough, particularly as we had to paddle through some bits of mangrove swamp, perfect croc habitat.
A day off tomorrow, we've been on the go for 5 days now. It has been the best 5 days of sailing ever I think with constant winds, no big waves, and great speeds. Also for me a completely non-queasy experience.
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