We arrived at the Giblin to grey skies,light winds and a strong ground
swell from the west south west. After a relatively calm night on the sea
anchor we teamed up and scoured the beach to the tune of 3200 pieces of
rubbish. Following this the team dispersed, surfed, counted rubbish and
enjoyed the amazing surrounds that are south west Tasmania. Maasaki
nearly drowned, no fish were caught, the anchorage was rocky but as the
night fell we were all laughing like clowns at the show!!