FROM 2-16. Hobart-Sydney

Dank, dark and dromedary

When you are rock snaggling 500 yards off the beach and pointy bits on a very dark slightly drizzly night wreathed in dromedary foetids it pays to be very careful. Eyeballs and GPS and 6th and 7th senses – which were jerked into adrenalin blast by a series of bright flashes – far brighter than Montague Island light out to starboard. Umm? A fireworks display, just for Berri and me, about 10 miles behind us. And there's a christmas tree on the eastern horizon – probably a fisho out of Eden.

The lights along the shore merge into the phosphorescence – lovely – no time for more.

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