Saturday, 9 August 2008

Cape Capricorn

We've never been know to miss an opportunity to celebrate, so in true style we toasted the crossing of the Tropic of Capricorn before anchoring in the shelter of Cape Capricorn finally meeting the much talked about mozzies. I even ditched the cask wine in favour of a nice bottle of chilled rose!




We spent the next day exploring Yellow Patch by dinghy. Yellow Patch should be called orange patch, a sand hill sloping down to deep water and bordered by coloured sand flats.




There was a race to the top of the dune, the loser being on dishes for a week. This was no where near as fun or fast as the race to the bottom. We could overhear a man in a dinghy of the baby boomer vintage passing comment over the noise of the outboard, "If I could get to the top, I'd stay there"!





1 comment:

Amanda said...

Wow, the colour of that sand! Looks like a fun sandhill. I would like to slide down that on a boogie board.