FROM 2015 & 2016 Logs


This will be a series of vignettes – or maybe just a lorgnette or two – on the great tapestry as seen from Berri’s rather wet insides. Or maybe the Fisho’s. Yesterday. We left Eden at midday and ground our way down to Green Cape at 3 knots into a rising ESErly and biggish swell. Neglected our Australian duty to stop for the Melbourne Cup. Onya from Berri to the girl in green sleeves – Henry Vlll would have has his heart delighted if he’d had a bet. She was the only colour in one of those grey days – grey mist clamped in around the horizon, grey porridge sky, grey water, grey wind, grey decrepit old geezer driving.. Green Cape lighthouse only visible from half a mile or so.

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