They don’t call it the Sunshine Coast for nothin’

The crossing was calm and uneventful. Everything we could have hoped for.

After reading practically everything I could get my hands about it, checking all available weather sources, confirming the torpedo range on our course was not practicing today, and keeping yesterday’s high winds in mind, we approached it with cautious optimism and more than a little enthusiasm. And as is usually the case, prep and a watchful eye (at least two at a time) paid off. Also Loren’s good judgement about leaving at the break of dawn.

It was so quiet I even got to take a good, long nap for a chunk of it.

Six hours later we were safely tucked in behind the Surrey islands, securely anchored, and lying on the beach on South Thormanby Island.

p.s., the water is 67 degrees. So much better than citrus jail.


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