The Adventures of Captain Ray Penson
Sailing Yacht Truce
With the constant trade winds, sailing with just the headsails has been easy and really not much slower than if I also had the mainsail working. By sailing this way I have covered almost five hundred miles since departing Middle Percy Island.
I love the Hinchinbrook Channel. For the first time since departing from Gladstone I have had a wonderful sleep without rocking and rolling. The creeks here are flat calm, the swell cant reach them. The scenery is wonderful and so far the mosquitos and sand flees have been absent.
Monday morning, there was a light breeze for a change. I hopped in the dinghy and headed ashore for a walk and look around Townsville. I didn’t really see anything of significance. There were a couple of Irish Bars, I made a mental note that a pint of Guinness and some Irish grub may be a good idea in the evening.
I awoke early the next morning to find only a slight improvement in my injured arm. This is frustrating, I am fed up with looking at the shore and going nowhere. Resting here isn’t working. The thought of spending another day on the boat in confinement was depressing. I can’t rest and unable to get ashore. As much as I wanted to spend some time in the Whitsundays it isn’t going to happen. I must admit to feeling a bit woeful. I gave myself a stern talking to, pulled myself together and am now looking at the positives again. A new plan was called for.
The Adventures of Captain Ray Penson 