Today has been massive! We woke up in Port Davey, in the beautiful calm waters of Bramble Cove, to the most dreamy sunrise above the mountains. After a very brisk little dive off the back of the Velocity, we followed a big old sea eagle and steamed on north.
The cleanup crew are a pretty hardy mob, but each expedition, the words Green Island Main strike fear into our hearts. You can actually hear the Darth Vader soundtrack floating across the water. Every year, we take a very deep breath, pick up our rubbish bags, and get ready for the most intensely polluted (and stinky – due to a whole lot of rotting kelp) beach of the cleanup.
Today was no exception, even though the beach appeared a little bit cleaner than previous years. It was absolutely trashed, with vortexes of micro plastic and rope and bottles everywhere you looked. Team Clean were absolutely up to the job though, cleaning up a massive 18,535 pieces of dirty rubbish from this wild World Heritage beach.
We had a little break, between hours of extreme beach cleaning and hours of extreme trash counting on a very rolly boat. A few crew got a cheeky little surf in, accompanied by a very happy seal. Hazza the legend stylemaster scored wave of the day – you could probably hear the hoots from Hobart.
We’ve anchored just off Nye Beach, and after a very large count on the deck that finished up well after 10pm, we’re about to settle in to our bunks for a rolly old night.
Photos by Ula Majewski
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