Camden Haven to Lake Macquarie
Camden Haven to Port Stephans, 80nm
A sub-heading of “Amateur diesel mechanics 101” may have been more appropriate but I’ll get to that later….
There had been a lot of preparation for Blue Moon’s first coastal passage(with me as skipper anyway), works comprising of replacing various timber work, new nav lights, some running rigging etc, except for the last 2 or 3 weeks before departure due to family commitments & a heap of work that I was trying to complete before going sailing for up to 3 weeks.
Provisioning had been done bit by bit on each visit to the boat, which was better than doing one large shop.
After a last minute hull scrub(which is nearly impossible at half tide here on the Camden haven river, we got away at 1500 Wednesday 31st Aug on the ebb tide, logged on with Marine Rescue with an eta at Port Stephans of 1800 the next day.
The forecast was for light W winds swinging to N-NE overnight, it didn’t happen, it was a light SE, I wanted to be in PS before the weak Southerly that was predicted for Friday, (the same southerly that Dulcamara came Nth to the lake with).
As night fell the wind dropped off to a 2-3 kt SE, so on with the inboard diesel, 2 hrs later at 2000, there was a massive thrashing sound from the motor, I immediately thought fan belts & quickly shut the engine off, sure enough one of the v-belts was gone, & the engine bay was full of dis-integrated belt & black dust, more by good luck than good planning the previous owner had left some spare belts onboard. We were a few miles SE of Crowdy Hd, on a lee shore....but i had a bit of sea room.
I had to give myself a little talking to, just to calmly make the repair, as trying to tension the belts I found myself using a round bilge pump handle as a lever, metal round lever on metal is not good & after a couple of slips trying to get in a stubborn bolt back in, with fingers just millimetres away, (a badly cut or broken finger here could of turned the situation very ugly), I found a good piece of timber to use as a lever. It took 45 mins to change 2 belts(the second belt was about to fail also).
Once fixed we motored until I was tired of listening to the engine, so we sailed making just 1.5-2 kts getting some rest & gazing at the amazing night sky with no moon, the stars were reflecting off the sea, it seemed like there was more stars than blackness in the sky, simply incredible.
Before sunrise the wind picked up 10-15 SSE, at 0500 I reported my position to Marine Rescue Forster-Tuncurry, when finshing the radio session the VMR said I should get there by midday, I sceptically but politely replied “yeah”.
Morning brought pumping the bilge of 40lts, & adjustment of the stern gland.
Around midday I was starting to worry about not getting into PS in daylight so started motor-sailing hard.
When turning my phone back on at 1500 there was 4 messeges from VMR saying I was “over-due!”, by a mis-understanding I didn’t realise they had cancelled the 1800 ETA & made it 1200, a phone call to a friendly VMR person resolved the mis-understanding.
Arriving at PS via the route South of the Entrance shoal, into Shoal Bay & logging off at 1620, tied up to a courtesy mooring in Nelson Bay at 1700.
Distance travelled 90nm
Time elapsed 26hrs
Avg Speed 3.46 kts
Diesel fuel carried 30lts + full tank(approx. 15lts)
Diesel used 10lts.
Wildlife: Whales in the distance, dolphins many times, many different types of birds including some huge birds that looked like Albatross(so I called them “Poor man’s Albatross”, as I didn’t think you find Albatross in Australia, I later found out they were actually Albatross).
Port Stephans
Friday was spent searching for spare v-belts, Nelson Bay has hundreds of shops but all are either café’s, restaurants, clothes shops or real estate agents, so I took a bus to Salamander then walked to Soldiers Pt looking for the only auto parts place around, who’s owner (I presume it was the owner) & shop assistant were worst than useless, anyway I don’t want to dwell on this as these were the only rude & unfriendly people I encountered on the whole trip.
While waiting 45mins at Soldiers Pt for the next bus directly back to Nelson Bay, I had the $10 lunch special at a Thai restaurant called “Smiley Thai”, the Mussaman Curry I had was easily the best Mussaman curry I have ever had, & after thanking the chef’s caught the bus back to Nelson Bay.
While rowing back to the boat, there was a fella in a dinghy with his dog, looking around the outside of his wooden 40 ft’er (a William Atkins design, from memory), anyway his dog looked identical to an old dog of mine so I rowed over to meet him & the dog, remarkably his dog was also named “Jessie” as was my old dog.
He was planning to leave about 0005 Saturday morning (he didn’t want to leave on a Friday for superstitious reasons), I was planning to leave about the same time….& thought it would be nice to travel in the same direction as another yacht….with preparing & stowing gear for the trip I didn’t get to sleep until 2245, an error in setting my alarm meant I didn’t wake up until 0130, the other yacht had gone.
Port Stephans to Lake Macquarie, 40nm
I quickly had breakfast & dropped the mooring at 0200.
Navigating out of Port Stephans at night with no moon was the hardest & most stressful part of the whole trip. I couldn’t pick up the lead lights & was literally continually plotting my position on the chart, from the Lat’ & Long’ from my basic GPS (reminder to self….to invest in a hand-held GPS that shows the position of your boat on a chart, as a confirmation of your plotting, so you don’t have to worry that you have made an error with plotting a wrong number on the chart).
We were creeping out at just 1.4kts, ticking over at idle in fwd gear.
I think I went over the edge of the Entrance Shoal, as the swell became very wild with everything down below getting thrown around.
Albatross in the face
(Well not quite)….Between Yaccaba Hd & Tomaree Hd, there was an ALMIGHTY THUD!!....
A Large Albatross had hit the boom gallows, fell onto the halyard cleats and then onto the cockpit floor!!, it was obviously dis-orientated and was now trying to get downstairs.
This was at a critical time in navigation, I had the chart & pencil in one hand, GPS in the other & was steering with one leg, this left the other foot to try & hook around its chest to stop it going into the cabin (the thought of an Albatross thrashing around in the cabin was not a pretty one), but its huge outspread wingspan(of at least 4 foot!) was making it difficult to achieve its goal, although it broke the canvas spray curtain that I have hanging down over the cabin entrance.
I put down the chart & GPS, & grabbed it around the neck & body (its body was the size of a large turkey), it turned around & I thought it was going to bit me & I might lose a finger, but it didn’t open its beak (I thought about getting the camera, but I wasn’t sure how I would be able to safely get it from the cabin, obviously wish I had tried now!) after looking at each other for a few seconds, I threw it overboard, I could see it (from the glow of the stern light) thrashing about then slowly taking off.
End of Part One.
sorry its long....I'll add to the story(& with photos/videos) as time permits