After 11 days in the Nelson Marina and the post-Fehi cyclone storm, we were on our way – heading for Adele Island. Just as we were about to drop lines and go, two yachts came out of the pier behind us. One of them was live-a-board Steve and his wife Monique. He asked when we were leaving and I said: “as soon as you go past”. I said we were heading to Adele for the night. He responded, “It will be really rolly in there, we’re going to Anchorage”. I relayed the message to Captain B and off we went.
It was only 1.5 hours to get to the island. The sights on they way consisted of beautiful golden sand beaches and gorgeous green foliage. Having been in the Marlborough Sounds for so long, it had been a while since we saw white sand beaches.
Due to the storm, the debris in the water was extensive! In fact, there was an official navigation warning from the Harbour Master advising to avoid going out at all due to this hazard. We had to dodge around logs, branches and all sorts of other stuff. The storm had really made an impact out here. So here we were thinking how random it was that we actually managed to hit a log outside of the Wellington Harbour and surely that wouldn’t happen again. And now we can see just how easy it is to have “bad luck” underway. We’d have to be on full alert from now on.
As part of our anchor story, which B now informs me we categorise under the name of “Ground Tackle”. Just like my shoes I responded! The magnet B so proudly bought in Whitianga was not up to the job. It had actually already starting to corrode. This is used to sense the revolutions of the gypsy wheel and calculate the amount of chain that has been put out. We needed to figure out how we can put the anchor down and in doing so know exactly how much chain we had put out. Using our mathematical minds, and while we were underway, we decided to put a red dot sticker on the top of the gypsy wheel, remove the chain and record how long it took to do 10 revolutions. We did this 3 times and the results were all between 10.5 and 11.5 seconds.
We settled for 11 seconds. Next step was to measure how much chain there is on one revolution. One was too short so we chose to measure 2 revolutions.
With all this information, we worked out that we were putting out 14 metres per minute! Perfect! When we anchor, we put out between 3 to 5 times the depth that we will be in at high tide ie: the maximum depth. The worse the weather and conditions, the more you would put out. The disadvantage of putting too much out is that you swing in a much larger circle in the bay and if every boat does the same, collisions can occur.
I made breakfast underway. A Breakfast Salad with boiled eggs, bacon, spinach, avocado and tomato. A little balsamic and olive oil drizzled on top. Inspired by Bambina Cafe!
It was a relatively calm trip up to the Abel Tasman with some nice scenery.
The Abel Tasman National Park is located between Golden Bay and Tasman Bay at the north end of the South Island. It was named after Abel Tasman, who in 1642 became the first European to sight NZ and who anchored nearby in Golden Bay. The National Park was opened on 18th December 1942 to mark the 300th anniversary of Abel Tasman’s visit.
Ignoring Steve’s advice, we found a lovely spot at Adele Island and dropped our anchor. After weeks of it playing up, and now having arranged to get it fixed in Nelson when we return, it dropped without issue. Freaking Murphy!
I made some chicken liver pate with my new livers from the supermarket. I get B to keep an eye out when I lit the brandy to flambé the livers. I put the pan on a wood board on the floor of the galley to keep the flames from hitting the beautiful wood ceiling we have.
We were very happy with our anchorage and although there was a bit of rocking going on, most of it was from the commercial water taxis picking up kayakers, walkers and day-trippers from the surrounding bays.
I cooked dinner with the boat rocking from side to side, but still, we thought it was ok. I did a Sundried Tomato and Macadamia Nut Crust for the fish with a Cauliflower Couscous Salad with an Orange Dressing.
Tonight we treated ourselves to some dessert. Yoghurt with fresh raspberries, blueberries, pistachio nuts and maple syrup. Yum!
The rocking did not subside. B thought that having been in the Sounds for so long and the marina for 11 days, that we needed to get used to the real ocean again. Oh my, would I be cursing him at 1am and 3am and 4am and 4:30am. It was a disaster! The residual 2-metre swells from the storm that hit NZ, were still rolling on in.
If the breeze is either a northerly sea breeze or southerly, the swell bounces off the coast and goes back towards the island. Either way, the boat turns around and ends up beam on (sideways) to the swell.
First thing in the morning, we moved to the other side of the channel to Stillwell Bay.
We had breakfast without any rocking. That was until about 9am when a cavalry of boats came heading by from Kaiteriteri. These were the day trippers heading out to the different bays around the Abel Tasman to go kayaking, walking or lounging for the day. In the space of about 15 minutes, there were at least 30 boats going by – from small run-a-bouts to large ferries.
As soon as we’d eaten we decided to head out to Torrent Bay at The Anchorage. On the way, we saw some golden sand beaches that looked glorious and some cool rock structures.
And then we arrived in Torrent Bay. What a spectacular spot. We had visited Anchorage with B’s mum and the kids many years ago and I always remember standing on the beach at Anchorage dreaming of being there on our own boat. The beaches are golden, the water warm and very blue. It really is paradise and here we are, about 15 years later, living the dream.
Just after we anchored, Mark from Aqua Packers came by on his tender. Aqua Packers is a backpackers lodge on the water. People arrive around 4pm, have dinner, stay over and leave again around 9am. Mark was lovely and welcomed us to the bay, which was an unexpected gesture. He said to come over and visit anytime.
As we were chatting to Mark, a goose appeared – honking away.
Mark explained that Goosey has a family of ducks. Apparently, geese mate for life and when they lose their loved one, they can often lose their identity. This ‘lost’ goose had adopted two families of ducks. He said we’d see them around sooner or later.
We had been told about a walk on the left-hand side of the bay – a walk to Te Pukatea Bay via the cliff to Pitt Head. It was only a 1.5-hour loop but we were excited to be able to get some exercise. And of course, it was an opportunity for me to try out my new tramping boots.
Beautiful picture of Resolution looking back into Torrent Bay from the start of the walk.
Another stunning part of NZ. The walk out to Pitt Head provided some beautiful shots and then all of a sudden we could see down to Te Pukerau Bay. Wow! A perfect beach with golden sand and blue blue water.
When we got down to the bay we were greeted by a cheeky little Weka. We got a photo of him just before he strutted off to explore the inside of someone’s tent. He just bowled right on in there!
The views were magnificent and well worth the walk.
When we returned to Anchorage, we continued walking to the other end of the beach. It was like someone had dropped a couple of hundred people into this little piece of paradise. And actually, that’s exactly what happens every day to help feed our tourism industry. It was time for them to be picked up again and the cavalry arrived, boat by boat. Some were dressed like they should be heading into an office rather being on a beach in the middle of NZ in the summertime.
On the way back to the boat, we saw Steve (live-a-board in Nelson marina) on another runabout with a guy filleting some fish. We went over for a chat and he let us know that the large mooring in the little bay over was available for use. It is used some days by a charter boat but they hadn’t been there the last couple of days. The guy filleting the fish was Patrick.
A bit later on Steve came for a visit with Monique. We had not met her at the marina. We had a drink and some snacks and of course, I let Steve know just how right he was about the swell at Adele Island. He just had a little laugh to himself. They said if we were heading further north, we should go to Shag Harbour, which is a cool inlet and often has baby seals there. And another walk to do from The Anchorage was up to Cleopatra’s Pools. We made a mental note of both. They invited us for dinner over on their boat. We said ’thanks but no thanks’ as we already had a plan for dinner and they also already had 6 people going and we thought it might be a bit much.
For dinner, I made Salmon with Chelsea Winter’s Sticky Hoisin Glaze, Cauliflower Couscous with a lemon dressing.
It was a beautiful evening.
After dinner, we sat up on the bow with a wine to watch the sun go down. Lung Nu (a cute little yacht) had a young couple on board and they were also enjoying the view. I took a photo of them hoping I’d be able to say hi and find out where to send it.
Lung Nu up anchored relatively early and headed away. I raced out to ask them how I could send the photo to them. Steve gave me his email address. He had taken a photo of Resolution too, so we got this one back!
It was another stunning morning. And so warm. We were able to sit outside and enjoy it all. I finished the book I was reading – The Sellout by Paul Beatty. I loved it at first but I did feel that it dragged on. An interesting read for sure.
I was excited to be able to start on The Heart’s Invisible Furies by John Boyne – another Rochelle and Tim recommendation which are always so good.
We had yoghurt, fresh fruit from the Nelson markets and granola for breakfast.
The sun was shining and the water was nice and calm. I just love it when the conditions are like this.
As we were sitting outside eating, we saw Mark from Aqua Packers, Patrick and Steve all in their dinghies moving a log from the bay next door to the main beach. It was a rather large piece of debris from the storm and needed to be beached so it wasn’t submerged under the water for a vessel to hit.
The wind was due to get stronger later in the day so we decided to take Patrick’s advice and move onto the mooring in the next bay. It was perfect!
Once we were moored, he came back to say that it was good that we moved as the tide was lowering and it dries out a lot further out than you would expect it to. He said we were quite close to shore where we were previously anchored. These people are really looking after us, which was a nice feeling. We invited him on board for a beer and a chat.
It was a very windy afternoon, even tucked up on the mooring. We saw a couple of yachts drag into each other and another re-attempt anchoring many times.
We didn’t eat any lunch until 2:30pm! Crumbed Squid, homemade tartare and an avocado and tomato salad.
It went beautifully with an Esk Valley Winemakers Reserve Chardonnay. While I was crumbing the squid I also crumbed some zucchini and gherkins for a snack later on.
About an hour later Patrick came back for another visit! This time to invite us over to Ta’Ahine for dinner. Ta’Ahine is Steve and Monique’s boat. He said he and his wife were going and his wife’s sister and her man and a couple of others.
Not long after Patrick rowed away, Steve came by and invited us again! He said nothing flash, but they’ll cook up some meat and have burgers. This time we had to say yes! And I was keen to meet some other folk and have a social evening.
As we watched the news I threw together a Zucchini, Garlic, Chili and Mint salad. Well… that would be after B had cooked all the zucchini on the BBQ ready for the salad. I figured people could either add it to their burgers or eat it on the side.
We popped the motor on the dinghy, and with some wine and the zucchini, we headed over to Ta’Ahine. What a fun dinner with a great group of people. There was Steve and Monique, Patrick and Bridget, Bridget’s sister Bonnie and her man Martin and two guys Geoff and Phil.
Monique was calling for a game of murderer. She explained that as the murderer, you need to wink to kill your opponents. Unfortunately for her, by the time everyone got to the point of listening ready to play, the sun had gone down and you couldn’t see each other, let alone their eyes. Not wanting to give up on some fun, Steve suggested we go and see the glow worms in the caves on the beach. I personally didn’t think it was a great time after so much booze had been consumed but knowing B was a Coastie, everyone made sure they had life jackets on and a torch for each dinghy. It was so much fun and the caves were amazing. I had never seen glow worms up so close. The stars were out in abundance and after a walk along the beach back to our dinghies, it was bedtime.
We woke to another lovely morning. It was definitely looking like summer was here to stay. We went for a swim and the water was so warm compared to the Sounds. It was reading 21 degrees on the boat’s sonar! A bit different to 15!
Soon after the big commercial catamaran arrived and was looking to use the mooring so we had to vacate. We were talking about heading further north before breakfast anyway so this just got us moving a bit quicker!
Today’s plan was to head up to Awaroa Bay. There is a lodge there that we also visited 8 years ago for Sam’s 21st birthday and a few years before that for our friends’ wedding. On the way to Awaroa we took a look at some beaches and bays along the way.
I was trying to rendezvous with Joyce and Nicki who we’d seen in Nelson. They said that they may head to Medlands Beach in Bark Bay. That was to be our breakfast spot. A gorgeous little beach.
There was only one couple camping on the beach and us in the bay. No one else to be seen. We were about 2 minutes into our breakfast and the next minute there were literally 6 to 8 boats around us – and some big boats at that. Dropping walkers, kayakers day trippers and packs off to trampers. It was nuts! The bigger boats had loudspeakers and their captains were explaining about the area and this particular beach.
Most of them saw the humour in it too. Our romantic little anchorage was not very romantic after all. One of the larger vessel captains continued to look at us and shake his head as if to say “What the hell would you anchor here for? You turkeys”. Ah well, you can’t win them all. Grumpy bugger.
One of the smaller boats came over to say hi as he was waiting to be able to offload his group. He explained to us that the main beach in Bark Bay had been closed for surveying after the storm so they had to use this little beach in the meantime. Now that made a lot more sense as to why they would try and have so many boats all come into such a small spot.
After breakfast and still having a laugh at the situation, it was off to Shag Harbour with some sightseeing along the way.
I thought this looked a bit like Split Apple Rock.
We anchored out of the harbour and took our dinghy in.
It is a tiny inlet into a very interesting and pretty looking harbour that heads up a river.
On the way out, we went along the rocks and found the baby seals – so cute!
Next stop was Awaroa. The beach looked lovely from the boat as we got near.
There was only really one place we were able to anchor and even this was a little exposed. The wind wasn’t too bad but we knew it was going to come up stronger later in the evening.
We were down the end of the beach with the ramp up to the lodge. Unfortunately, when we got to shore and tied up the dinghy, we saw that the ramp had been closed with storm damage.
We had to walk right to the other end of the beach where we found a small walkway that led up to the airstrip. We walked up the airstrip to the lodge – luckily we had been there before and knew where we were going. This is where we had flown in 8 years ago. The weather was still unbelievably warm and we did feel a little clammy when we arrived.
They do have a Pizzeria which was tempting but we had planned to go to the restaurant in the lodge and went with this. I ordered Prawns and B had the Gazpacho for entrees.
For mains, I had lamb and B the beef.
We washed it down with a Pegasus Bay Chardonnay. Tonight was so hot we needed one of those ice buckets again!
B finished the meal off with some sort of cheesecake flavoured dessert with ice cream. It looked better than it tasted.
A nice meal and a nice time reminiscing about times spent here in the past. We had also been here for Marcel and Deanna’s wedding. After dinner, we wandered down beside the lodge to the landing by the water where they had their ceremony.
On our way back to the boat (the long way), although it was tempting to head down the path we knew would take us along the walkway to our dinghy.
We met a couple who were heading to the DOC camp and who didn’t really know where they were going. They had been to dinner and it was obvious that they were happy from having had a few drinks. And quite possibly, newly in love. We had walked past the sign to the DOC camp so told them to walk with us. A lovely couple and it was one of those lovely meetings but incredibly brief! We pointed them in the right direction, they thanked us a lot and went on their way.
Once we got back to the beach, it was another long walk to the other end of it. It was a lovely evening so certainly not something to complain about. It was also good to walk off some of that dinner.
It was a bit of a challenge to get back into the dinghy and get the motor started with the waves that were coming in. The wind had picked up and the swell was coming right into the beach. B got in and got the engine going and I jumped in and up onto its bow in a very unladylike manner. I got drenched, but it was still very warm so no big deal.
Once back at Resolution, we could tell that the swell was coming around the corner and moving the boat. I wasn’t comfortable staying there the night so we made a decision to go back to the Anchorage. It meant a night passage back, focusing on the radar to guide us, and anchoring in the dark on arrival. They were big waves as we left the bay. There was a moment or two when we would question our decision to move but I still think we were doing the right thing.
When we arrived into Torrent Bay we used the radar and anchored right in the middle of a number of yachts but still quite a way out of the bay. We didn’t want to cause any commotion so late at night. It was time for bed.
It was nice to wake up without the boat being thrown around. We did, however, move the boat closer to the bay now that we could see what we were anchoring around.
Had a yummy breakfast to kick off the day – herbed scrambled eggs with tomato, avocado and black pudding.
Today we walked to Cleopatra’s Pools. Another excuse to wear the tramping boots! Some spectacular views from the hills:
At the junctions in the walks, there are often a few people having a rest or deciding which way to go. An Asian couple in full-length pants and tops were trying to decide to go to Bark Bay via the low tide option or the high tide track. The tide was low but rising and by the time they would get to the estuary, it would have been at least to their waists. We explained what the tides meant and that they would be walking through water. Thankfully they took the high road. A little longer, but definitely a drier walk.
The scenery along the way was nothing short of breathtaking. So many different vistas, watercolours, rocks and trees.
The pools at the end were fun. Freezing cold but fun. We braved the water and went over to the pools at the back of the rocks for a sunbath.
B had heard about a rock slide and, being a boy, wanted to try it out. All I could think of was his back bouncing along the rocks and damaging himself! I really should stop being a nana! I offered to be the photographer. A fun afternoon.
When we got back to the Anchorage, we came across a couple whose boat was about to beach itself and they were having trouble getting it back into the water. They had anchored it on the beach and not realised the tide was heading out. B jumped into Coastguard mode and went to help. I followed a little slower and helped too. They were very grateful for the assistance. And that was our random act of kindness for the day.
On the way back to the boat, we decided to pay Aqua Packers a visit. Mark makes me laugh as he hates the look of his boat and is hoping to be able to upgrade one day. He calls it the cataract! Another couple Steve and Sarah from Awanui visited too. They are based in Christchurch and have their boat moored at Motueka. They have become good friends of Mark and Jane over the years and often help them with water runs and other tasks in the bay. They had come on board for a drink so B headed back to our boat to pick up some wine, pate and crackers.
Back at the boat, we went for a swim. The water is ridiculously warm compared to the sounds. 25 degrees this time!
For dinner, we snacked on Crumbed Zucchini, Crumbed Gherkins, Pate, Cheese and Celery.
Next morning B needed to have a phone call before his 9am meeting. We left the bay to find some service. We found some just out of the bay but it was patchy and the swell was rocking us around uncomfortably. We decided to head back to Adele Island for the day where we knew we had good coverage. B had his board meeting, I blogged, and we both organised catch-ups and meetings in Auckland for the following week.
And the best news of all was that Vicki from PB Tech had messaged me to say that my phone screen was not broken after all. The screen protector they had put on was istelf glass and that was all that had smashed. $35 to put a new one on and send the phone back to me. I now only needed to wait 6 days to get back to Nelson to retrieve it. What a relief!
With all our online and connected work complete, we went back to Torrent Bay around 4:30pm. The mooring was free again so we grabbed it. Mark from Aqua Packers had said that the guy Vic who drives the big catamaran whose mooring we were on was the expert on all things about Fiordland. We decided the best way to meet him would be for him to kick us off the mooring again. Unfortunately, that never happened.
There was a sailboat quite close and with the wind dying off completely, their boat drifted in our direction. As with anchoring etiquette, whereby the last person to anchor is responsible for moving should a collision be imminent, moorings have preferential treatment whereby their space rules. So it was really up to the yacht to move even though they were anchored there first. It seemed like a bit of a stalemate for a good 2 hours when they finally moved. They hadn’t hit us but were too close to be there overnight. I thought we had been a bit arsey but we were offered the mooring and the everyone knows that you don’t anchor close to moorings.
For dinner, we had chicken thighs on the BBQ and an Avocado, Tomato and Pine Nut Salad.
Another gorgeous evening on the mooring with our little rock behind us.
We were still sitting on the back of the boat having a drink when Peter from Watermark came to visit. He had seen us in the Nelson Marina and wanted to say hi. We offered him a drink and he said he better not as he was in trouble with his wife Jill and had had a few already. B suggested he go back to the boat and bring Jill back with him. He thought that was a good idea and got up to get into his dinghy. The next minute all we heard was a large splash at the back of the boat and Peter was in the water! Oh dear. He still went back to his boat, dried off and returned with Jill.
As Peter left, Steve and Sarah came for a visit. We had told them to come over any time. When they saw Peter, they said they could come back another time and I said “No, no, we don’t actually even know that guy. Come on up”. They had their two dogs with them, Stella and Billy.
At one point in the evening, Mark from Aqua Packers came over on his tender and dognapped the pooches to entertain his guests. They were dropped back to our boat around 10pm.
Peter and Jill didn’t stay long and we sat up chewing the fat with Steve and Sarah until about 12:30am. These guys have a property development business in Christchurch, which provides them with the flexibility of how long they could stay away for. The weather had been so amazing after the big storms, they had decided it was too good not to stay and enjoy for a few days more.
After some scrambled eggs, avocado and tomato for breakfast, we headed out on the big tender to go and find some service. It was good to take it for a run as we hadn’t used it much recently. It was also my sister Tanya’s birthday and I wanted to call her. I’d get one bar of service and then nothing – hopeless. I took the opportunity to get some nice photos though.
We gave up on this idea and thought the next idea would be to walk back to the Pitt Head lookout. Steve and Sarah had said there are a couple of spots where you can get some coverage. Anyone would have thought we were missing an office.
Close to the turnoff to the lookout, we had some service. Enough to call Tanya and sing her Happy Birthday. We carried on to the lookout and found that service there was good. I synched all my devices and B made some work calls.
The view from our new office:
Back at the boat, we lay in the sun and read our books. I’m reading The Heart’s Invisible Furies and loving it. The warmth was wonderful. To cool down we went for a swim. The water was still incredibly warm.
B had put some washing on and the machine started beeping and displaying an error message. The error it was displaying required us to “Call your service company” – not that helpful really. It was not draining the water out. B got into plumbing mode, pulled it apart and cleared out the filter, which didn’t have much in it at all. But, voila it worked the next time we used it.
We played a few games of Sequence before cooking lamb rack and roasted broccoli, garlic, onion and lemons for dinner. We matched it with a Martinborough Pinot Noir.
After dinner, we played a couple more games of Sequence until it was too dark to see the board properly.
Mark from Aqua Packers had said we could go over for leftover pancakes in the morning if we were keen. We hadn’t met his partner Jane and she was now back on board. B was very excited about the prospect of pancakes and set the dinghy up to head over. Jane was lovely and we had a great chat before we thought we ought to let them get on with their work, which in some regards never ends with having guests every night. They were having problems with their modem setup so I offered B to help. I’m good like that. He stayed on board to work on it and I went back to the boat to make myself useful.
While B was being tech support, I decided the ship needed a clean. Dusting, vacuuming, polishing, cleaning and a general tidy up.
B arrived back and joined in by cleaning the dinghy. He had fixed their issue so he had paid for his pancakes in services! They had had so many people looking at their modem issue so it was nice to sort it out for them.
Neville and Stacey arrived into the bay on Spellbound. Neville had been doing some work on our boat in Nelson and not only were his engineering skills amazing, he was a really nice guy and we had hoped to catch up with them in the Abel Tasman.
Our toilets onboard macerate the contents that you flush into a holding tank (Black Tank). By law, boats must have a holding tank and these can only be discharged out at sea and at least 500 metres from shore. I personally think it should be more than that, but that is the law. However, I do remember the first yacht I owned before this law was introduced and what you flushed when straight out! Our tank can cope with approximately 50 flushes and it’s never a good thing to fill it up!
We had to go and ‘poop’ the boat and get some internet and phone service, so we headed out and told Neville and Stacey that we’d be back later on that day.
It was calm as could be so we stayed bobbing around for a bit but there was so much wake from boats going by that we decided to go back and anchor at Adele Island again. It was quickly becoming our choice of office location.
Another online session and some phone calls, we were restored again!
When we got back Neville arrived on his dinghy and asked us over to visit them on the beach for a gin. Stacey being pregnant refrained from the booze but we took over a Swell bottle with a pre-mixed gin and tonic. I made a guacamole and we had that with some corn chips. Their son Connor is 2 years old and gorgeous. He played with the ducks and some seagulls.
The weather was still beautiful, warm and very calm. A lovely summer’s evening.
For dinner, we had steak with a mushroom and spring onion sauce flambéed in brandy and a Spinach,Cucumber and Pinenut salad.
We were playing some Sequence outside in the cockpit and heard this terrible yelling. There was a guy who had his boat tied up alongside Aqua Packers and he was going off his nut. Swearing, screaming and then he picked up a fishing rod and smashed it in half on the back of his boat. I did hope it was his own boat and gear that he was trashing and not anyone else’s. Wow. We looked through the binoculars, as any good, nosey boatie would. To be honest, it was more to see if Mark needed any help rather than simply being nosey. Mark seemed to have it all under control. A kid was taken off the angry man’s boat and put onto Aqua Packers by Jane. They obviously know these guys but it was pretty wild and nothing like I’d ever heard out on the water before.
When Katie was on the boat with us in the Marlborough Sounds, she showed us the game Wordscapes and now we are slightly addicted! They have a daily puzzle so it’s often the second thing that gets done in the morning – after the coffee is made of course. Our trustee little Nespresso machine gets a good workout each day.
I decided enough was enough and we needed to get back into our exercises. I started the 30-day challenge again. I added some extra sets with the 15kg weight bag. Then a stand on the Shakti Mat for 5 minutes and a lie on it for 10.
Blogging time! Still a month behind. I’ve realised that the writing is one thing and takes time, but it’s actually the photos that are the most time-consuming. But as you know, a picture tells a thousand words, so I’m not going to cut down on those! The weather had turned nasty in terms of torrential rain. It was definitely time for some indoor activities – pizza’s, corn crackers, blogging, colouring and cork mat ripping up! (The cork mat was already ripped, but Connor had a great time tearing the rest of it into little pieces).
We headed out of Torrent Bay and back to Adele Island. Happy to have coverage, I also made some phone calls and did some emails.
When the weather had improved, we went to the beach on Adele Island for a relax with Neville, Stacey and Connor and I swam back to the boat. The water was lovely and warm but a bit green and brown from the big rain downpour and the mud from the land being washed into it. It was amazing just how quickly the water colour changes. It tasted a bit muddy too!
As I was getting closer to the boat, the dinghy was getting closer to me! B had forgotten to tie it on and it was running away. I tried to swim with it but wasn’t making much headway as the tide was quite strong. I decided to get into the dinghy, which sounds a lot easier than it is from in the water. Not to mention that B had pumped it up beautifully which again made it harder to mount. The first attempt I did from the back of the boat as it’s lower to the water.
However, I was worried that I would tip the entire thing over and, with the motor on it, that would have been a disaster. So I used the seat in the middle of the boat to pull me up. I just hoped it didn’t do what poor Peter’s did when he tried the same technique! His seat came right out! I managed to get up on board, start the engine and get back to the boat safely. B was laughing and tried to convince me that it was a drill to see how I’d cope. Whatever boyfriend!
We had invited Neville, Stacey and Connor over for dinner. They brought a salad, which was so lovely after having finished all of our lettuce. I marinated some chicken and steaks. The steak was not good – another of the items we had in our freezer a bit too long me thinks! Neville still liked it so all good. I also did some roast broccoli, cauliflower, onion and garlic with lemon – yum!
Connor needs to be in bed by 8pm so it wasn’t a late one. We had arranged to meet them again in the morning to go for a walk on the mainland.
Neville has a saying “If you’re not sure of the knot, tie a lot”. Connor put this into practice in tying up the dinghy.
Before bed, we watched a new episode of Grey’s Anatomy until it stopped about 10 minutes from the end.
The next morning we put our big tender in the water and followed Stacey, Neville and Connor to Coquille Bay on the mainland. We can’t beach the tender, so we anchored out a little bit and Neville came out and picked us up in his tender and took us to the beach.
The walk to Murahau was about an hours stroll. Such a cool walk.
We even got to see a Weka.
When we arrived we found the very cool Park Cafe. We had breakfast, muffins and Connor got to have ice cream.
I had a Bagel with Smoked Salmon, Avocado and Eggs. B had Bacon and Eggs.
Connor was so sweet as B was teasing him and saying he might steal some of his ice cream. He turned to B after about 5 minutes and said: “I’ll save you some, don’t worry”. Very cute.
On the way back to the boats we found a seat the perfect size for Connor.
Spent the afternoon blogging, reading and snoozing in the sun. We invited Neville, Stacey and Connor over for a drink before they headed back to their boat for dinner, as we were thinking about returning to the Anchorage to say farewell to Aqua Packers. It was really calm at Adele so we decided to stay for the night and head over in the morning.
We heated up and ate a naughty pie for dinner. A “Who ate all the Pies” Angus Beef and Mozzarella. God, they are good!
While it cooked, I did my exercises, went for a swim and showered off the back of the boat. We probably should have had some veggies alongside it but instead, we had a bottle of Taylor’s red.
That night we tried watching some TV. We managed to watch the last 10 minutes of Greys Anatomy but had to wait about half an hour to get it downloaded. My blog crapped out too.
First thing in the morning we headed back around to the Anchorage and had a ‘leftover’ breakfast when we got there. 1 egg, zucchini and peppers, sausage, chicken, lettuce on paleo and coconut bread. A weird mixture but a good way to clear out the fridge.
We got some washing on and did some reading before bidding farewell to the good folk on Aqua Packers and headed back to Nelson.
As the boat was abeam the Motueka river entrance, again we came across a huge patch of debris in the water. More logs! I had to stand on the bow of the boat and point out the logs, sticks and crates to B so he could avoid them. There were so many that my arm signals would have looked more like a bird flapping its wings. I tried to show B the size of each as well so he could decide on the best track to take when there was debris all around us. He’d slowed the boat down to minimise any damage if we did hit something. It was not a nice feeling but after about 10 minutes, we were clear of the bulk of it and I was allowed back inside.
Other than the debris, it was a non-eventful trip back to our berth on L Pier in the marina. Exactly how you want the voyages to be.
I reminded B it was Valentine’s Day and we should go out to dinner to celebrate. He expectantly rolled his eyes into the back of his head. Such a charmer!