We have awoken to the subdued grey and green hues of the far southwest in Spain Bay after a deep sleep lengthened by the gentle roll of the boat in this sheltered safe haven. Yesterday's steam from Southport was one of the more challenging we have experienced, with a confused swell of 5 to 8 metres, with westerly winds backing from 20 knots to around 15 by the time we made Southwest Cape. Enormous rafts and flocks of seabirds surrounded the boat as we made our way past Maatsuyker Island and while Ula and Ruth managed the effects of prolonged seasickness our resident fishing master Masaaki pulled in a fat 25 kilo tuna in very challenging conditions. We arrived at Spain Bay after an 8 hour punch at 10:30pm.
Today we will spend the day inducting the newbies Jay, Jen and Caitlin to the meditation that is southwest rubbish extraction. Spain Bay offers a gentle start, wandering the protected sandy beaches with a little creek microplastic kicker at the end of the bay amongst a tangle of sticks and branches.
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