Ahoy shipmates…Day 6 is upon us. Once again we enjoyed pleasant conditions in light winds for our overnight passage from Heron Island to Lady Musgrave Island. The morning was filled with the usual morning brief antics, followed by ‘demonstrational tacks’ where the Youth Crew are talked through the process of tackng the ship from a bridge perspective (i.e. Captain and Sailmaster). Happy hour followed as the staffies took the ship to anchor just off the entrance to the lagoon at Lady Musgrave Island. After lunch the Youth Crew were once again ferried ashore for some exploring of the island, mid voyage talks, swimming and snorkelling. On their return we moved acouple of miles to the western side of the island for a more sheltered overnight anchorage. Once settled all tucked in to a cheese platter, and deck games before savouring another teak deck BBQ. After dinner the Youth Crew the Youth Crew enjoyed an open air movie, watching the documentary ‘Around Cape Horn’ which is all about tall ships of yesteryear…motivation for the not too distant Command Day. It was then into anchor watches overnight. But I’ll let Megs and Harry tell you their version of events
Arrr, Ahoy there raggies; Floral Friday proved to be an eventful and action-packed day. The watches spanning the night/morning of the 27th-28th were spent developing the leadership potential of each watch with the setting of foreign sails proving to be an exhilarating challenge to all. The morning rouse, performed by Blue Watch was a flamboyant yet not unwelcome cover version of â€œHey Yaâ€, which began a day full of adventure. We sailed onwards to Lady Musgrove Island with the majority of the crew sporting flowery and colourful outfits; this would be the place of anchor for the night much to everyoneâ€™s excitement. We ventured ashore in order to review goals set on day 1 with our watches, once this had been achieved, we continued to explore the island and surrounding shear-water infested trees to which we found nothing but faecal matter and sadness. This sadness, however, was abated by the growing excitement at the prospect of exploring the surrounding Great Barrier Reef, we saw â€œburnt sausage and bread and butterâ€ sea cucumbers as described by Meg Hynes of white watch. Many other creatures such as turtles, rays, fish and sharks were also spotted and stroked. The excitement that was felt was heard through the squeals of joy coming from the snorkels of those at sea. The remainder of the afternoon was spent washing clothes and completing our daily rounds of the Young Endeavour. Following the cleansing of the boat, we weighed anchor and moved to a more suitable location for the night. Barbeque dinner on deck was enjoyed as we observed the amber sun sink below the glassy waters. We set up the outdoor cinema at midships and snuggled up for a highly anticipated movie which exceeded all previously held expectations, the action-packed blockbuster commonly known as â€œAround Cape Hornâ€ unfortunately not featuring Dwayne â€œthe rockâ€ Johnson or bearing any similarities to the Disney movie, â€œMoanaâ€, however, it provided great perspective into the lives of sailors in the 1930â€™s and the qualms that come with sailing in that era. Signing off, Meg Hynes and Harry Wilson-Robson, wishing everyone at home a great rest of floral Friday!
â€œDad, I used your pirate jokes, and they were good. Good parenting, thanksâ€-Meg
Wind: NE at 9 knots Weather: Fine Swell: E at 0.5 metres Location: At anchor Lady Musgrave Island
You might also be interested in
Ahoy all, Mitch and Will here on tonight's Captains log duties. After what felt like a life time at sea we finally landed in Batemans Bay after a rough two day sail from Deal Island. We started off the day seeing a seal waving at us to anchoring up on the beautiful Batemans Bay. Afterwards, we then underwent the morning brief, were we learnt some new navigations skills from Evan and did two games of rope races which is apparently a non-competitive/competitive game. This was soon followed by the best lunch from the best chef Jarod before going ‘ashore’ for a swim. After taking some time to reflect about our progress so far, we then headed back to the ship to be greeted by another of chef Jarod’s culinary delights – a teak deck bbq. With full stomachs and smiles on faces, we then began the happiest hour of the day by being taught some “famous” dance moves from Emma “the 2-6 heave” and the “checking away”. Once all was settled, we then learnt a bit more about navigation markers and were assigned our anchor watch for the night ahead. Thus, we ended the day with card games, hot milo, heaps of laughs and a stray elf on the shelf. Will and Mitch - Out
Ahoy! This is youthies Nikki Grosser and Liam Byrne writing on behalf of Red Watch. Today has been a full 24 hours on the Bass Strait and the Tasman Sea. The whole crew have been taking turns on ‘watch duty’ which has usually involved 4 hour shifts at all hours of the day. Red watch having 11.45pm to 3.45am, with white watch having 3.45am to 7.45am and blue watch having 7.45am to 11.45am. This order of shifts has been repeated for the course of the day. At 7.45pm we crossed the NSW border and at 10.30pm we sailed pass Eden, NSW. Being on the helm (on the ship's wheel) has been a good way to avoid sea sickness, requiring lots of concentration. Everyone has stepped up their game with sea sickness, as we are getting use to the constant motion of the waves. We have persevered with the wake up song ‘Never Gonna Give You Up’ and Captain Mike's inspirational quotes for the day. The food has been amazing for those that have kept their appetite and not so nice for those that have had to taste it twice. We had hot dogs or chicken kebabs for lunch. For snacks we enjoyed Tim Tams, hot party pies and quiches. Followed with pasta or duck for tea and for dessert, Carrot Cake was a hit with some people having 6 pieces! We cannot wait to see all our loved ones back at home after this roller coaster of a journey. There is lots to learn and we couldn’t have asked for a better bunch to spend the time with. Can’t wait to be sleeping on our own beds.