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It just kept getting better

Monday turned to be a day full of nice surprises.

The weather started off pretty poor for sailing – overcast, dark clouds and little wind. We had always planned to leave late morning anyway as this was when the wind was expected to pick up so we had a lie in and enjoyed it. Later in the morning Helen went off for some essential provisioning while I sorted out a bit of extra fuel for the dinghy.

On our return to the boat we noticed Don on Freezing Rain who had arrived on Sunday. We called to him to say Hello and soon he and Marie were over to have a chat during which time the heavens opened. We had an accelerated catch up as we wanted to be out when the rain stopped.

As soon as it did, Don and Marie popped off to check to the office while Helen and I set about prepping the boat for departure. By the time we had removed all bar our last dock line Don and Marie returned and helped us cast off. Leaving the dock was a cinch and soon we were motoring out of the marina. We only had 2-3 knots wind for the first hour or so we we just carried on motoring. In the second hour the wind picked up so we raised the sails. Our next surprise was how easy this was with the new rig. The next surprise was how well the boat was performing in light winds, even better than when we had new sails put on in New Zealand.

The wind remained patchy however so we alternated between sailing, motor sailing and, at one point, pulling in the head sail but leaving the main up while motoring. Our last hour, though, was spent purely sailing in winds in the low teens with the boat doing easily half that through the water. Nice.

Along the way we cleaned and calibrated the speed log at slack tide. We tested and calibrated the radar and similar for the wind speed indicator. Towards the end the speed log/gps combined to suggest we had nearly 2 knots of counter current. I wasn’t sure if the speed log had been calibrated correctly. As calibrating the wind speed indicator required turning the boat around twice that enabled me to get a calibration independent read on the current. Turned out it was not too far off if at all. Will have another check inside the marina when we return.

Lowering the main was considerably easier than ever before. Everything ran smooth in fact. The only complication was the overlong lines which got in the way a tiny, tiny bit.

Overall, despite the mixed conditions, we really enjoyed our sail. Dignity is better than ever. We both felt, afterwards, a little jealous of the new owners, whoever they may be. But pleased for them too. Dignity is a fine boat now probably approaching the prime of her life. We feel like proud parents.

As we approached our destination the weather simply got better. Looking over our shoulder we could see continued grim weather back on the mainland. The air coming of the sea was forming clouds and rain over land. We were far enough off land to be away from it all. Internet based weather radar we’d checked earlier had suggested this may happen but it was thrilling to know we’d dodged the bad weather.

The anchorage we’d picked (the Wrecks at Tangalooma) is known to be very popular at the weekends but uncrowded during the week. There were only a few boats in the vicinity so despite being a tight area we had plenty of room. As we approached our desired spot we noticed a lady on the nearest boat seemingly standing with her ‘bitch wings’ out. It’s been a long time since we’ve seen this – mostly in the Caribbean. It’s a way of standing with hands on hips to say “Don’t anchor near me”. Then her husband came out and stood with her. Double bitch. Then we both clicked – it was the Jacksters – David and Jacquie. What a brilliant surprise!!! We knew they had been in the area but hadn’t managed to hook up and we assumed they’d moved on.

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As soon as we dropped the hook we were on the VHF with them and arranged an evening meet up. We weren’t set up to entertain food wise so we all ate early. Helen cooked sausage sandwiches (I told you it just kept getting better) which we had with a glass of red wine (better and better). I tested out the email over the SSB and it worked first time. Bang on.

Shortly after 6 Jacquie and Dave were over for a long evening chat and catch up (best). Drinking G&Ts with them brought back so many memories. They’re one of the boats we’ve been connected with all the way back to the Caribbean so it was particularly special.

We’ve both had a great night sleep. Despite being a little rolly it has been wonderful being back on a slightly rocking boat. I wonder if you can buy beds that have a boat simulator built in because this is simply the best way to sleep. We are so happy we made the decision to get out even though it meant missing a get together on land being organised for this evening. Despite all this we both feel a sense of closure. We realize we have now moved beyond the cruising life and are ready for the next phase of our lives. There has been so much excitement over the last few years and there is so much to look forward to. We’re still in transition, enjoying some of the old life, battling to survive 2012 and looking forward with so much hope and resolve to the future.

Back to now. Our vodafone internet dongle barely works here so we’re almost cut off from the outside world. I can squeeze a few packets in and out every now and then so we’re just going to have to enjoy ourselves. Slack tide is around 1:45pm today so we plan on snorkeling the wrecks around that time. We’re also having the Jacksters over to give them as much of our dive stuff as they want to take. We can’t use it and regulations here make most of it valueless. Of all the people to give it to, the Jacksters would make the best use of it. Apart from that, a lazy day is in order I think.

We’re Going Sailing

While we both felt we needed a rest on Sunday, after a long lie in, we did get up and get on with some work.  Helen did some cosmetic sealing here and there while I ran the mainsheet and tidied up all the lines on the new rigging.  All the lines had been left long by the riggers and I decided to leave them that way for the new owner to decide what to do with them.  That made it a bit more of a challenge tucking them away neatly but I managed.  Neil from Attitude helped out putting the dinghy motor onto the dinghy as my returning strength is not yet up to handling the motor on my own.  The motor started and ran fine after just a few pulls.

Sam decided to do something else rather than visit us.  This left us and me in particular pretty upset.  He is young and going through all this in his own way but I also handled things wrong.  This resulted in our feeling very low through the afternoon.  In the end, I hope, this episode will result in us all having a greater understanding of how we are each coping with this phase of our lives.  Plans have now been made to get together later in the week.

Today we’re going sailing.  There’s a nice weather window to go out into the bay for 2-3 days.  We’re thinking of heading over to the wrecks at Tangalooma and maybe the Sand Hills.  We’ll see.  The good news is the wind doesn’t pick up until later in the morning so we still get a lie in.

This will be our first sail since May in Fiji.  How much has happened since!!!  We’re looking forward to testing everything out and having what is likely to be our final fling on the boat.  The course is set into the plotter, VHF channel use in the area understood, weather websites researched and bookmarked.  We’re ready to go.

Back (again) to Brisbane

Friday evening we had a nice BBQ with the family. The weather ended up perfect for an evening outside. Special moments.

On Saturday we embarked upon our 6th trip to Brisbane. We made it to the airport in very good time checking in just a few minutes after our flight opened. This meant we managed to get emergency exit seats allocated which come with some responsibility and, more importantly, lot’s of leg room. We found a power socket in the corner of the lounge and sat down to wait for the plane. For the first time in our lives we found our names being called over the tannoy. Turned out we completely lost track of time and everyone else was already on the plane. Oops.

Upon landing in Brisbane we had another oops moment. Helen needed a pit stop so I took one too. Upon exiting Helen found me ‘missing’ and figured I’d gone off in a brain haze. I ended up waiting a long time outside wondering if a horse was being passed before sending in a lady to scout for Helen. We did manage to find each other eventually and fortunately our ride was ok with the delay. We learned a lesson. It’s not about what telling each other what we’re doing, it’s all about agreeing where we’ll meet.

Back at the marina we first greeted Niel and Kathy from Attitude who are now tied up alongside us. We had a chat and agreed to meet later as Helen and I needed a rest. In the evening we all went out for a Thai meal in town and thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. I’m still having taste anomalies but in the scheme of things, this barely affected the evening.

Today will be mostly restful. Niel has offered to help out putting the dinghy motor on so we can test it. I can’t do that on my own so that’s a big help. I’m also going to check out the rigging as we plan to go sailing Monday / Tuesday to test out the new rig and sails. Sam is planning to visit this afternoon. That’ll be nice.

Bloody Hell. It’s nearly 6.

Where has the day gone?

Rewind to yesterday. I did get some sleep eventually. I even slept through the end of my chemo and most of my blood test only being woken to press the plaster at the end. We’d agreed Helen should get some rest and come in after the rush hour so she appeared later than normal for her hospital visit. Having learned about the free parking around the hospital she left every now and then to move the car. It may seem a bit pedantic but it broke the day up for her and she used the trips to do other things too. Including bringing me lunch from the public food area in the hospital. Nice.

The blood test came out fine so we were discharged late afternoon and back with the family by dinner time. Helen and I were both pretty wiped out so we bade an early goodnight and headed back to the flat.

The rest since then has simply been back to stuff. I won’t do a big long list as going has been a bit slower due to tiredness and chemical wooziness and I’m sure there’s only so many lists one can take. A few highlights though :

  • We’ve connected with our cruising friends Ken and Lori from Trim who happen to be working a couple of miles from here.  We’ve arranged to meet up upon our return from Brisbane.  A lot to talk about from Palmerstone to Melbourne.
  • Sorted out another visit to our friends Brian and Janine in January – perhaps just as we leave the country.
  • I have ordered a Nexus 4 which may get to us before the end of the year – ahead of what the google play store seems capable of.  If it’s not delivered I can cancel and get my money back.

I feel like I’ve responded pretty well from the latest blast of chemo.  I’ve been a little confused/distracted from time to time but that seems to be fading.  Had an afternoon nap which seems to have freshened me up a bit.  A heatwave hit late afternoon so we’re now ‘enjoying that’.

Back in Hospital

I woke up this morning feeling a lot better than yesterday. My throat pains have reduced significantly over night and I feel totally ready for whatever they throw at me next (except the hospital food. Chemo yes. Hospital food no).

I’m now back in Monash Hospital receiving my penultimate round of chemo. It feels a bit like business as usual although my mental faculties are miles above where they were when I was here previously which somehow changes how I’m seeing everything. We recognized all the staff and they recognized us. They all thought my hair (lack of it) looked good and commented on how different and well I was behaving (read it right – all of you). Each round, this time, comprises two intravenous dispensations of Cytarabine with a cocktail of drugs to smooth the way. Including my old favourite, Dextamethasone. Now that I’m pretty much on the ball mentally I can feel the battle going on. The chemo drug is knocking me down and the dex is picking me up. I may get some sleep tonight but there’s a nutter in the ward screaming every few seconds. At least I have a room to myself again but the walls aren’t thick enough. With a bit of luck we’ll be home tomorrow.

Helen stayed most of the day with me. She went out from time to time buying food. The hospital food is truly disgusting. It shows how sick I was that I actually liked it for the first three and a half chemos. Now with my continued tongue funniness there is nothing funny about the food. She also went to visit a couple we’ve come to know. Ken is the patient and his wife is always with him. We first met them here in this hospital and last met them at the Peter Mac while I was having RT and he was waiting to see a haematologist at the Monash Moorabbin clinic. Sadly his health has taken a nose dive and is getting worse each day. It’s now just a matter of time as he’s being moved to palliative care.

Helen and I spent some time chatting but I spent most of the day doing stuff on the laptop and Helen doing stuff on hers, reading and resting. Since the last blog yesterday evening here’s a taste of the things we accomplished, in no particular order:

  • Commented on tripadvisor.com on a few places we stayed at/visited on our Great Ocean Road trip.
  • Started inquiries in the UK as to the state of IT education and future direction (gathering thoughts for what Helen might do in the future)
  • Started our bucket list
  • Localized the laptop to UK from US – dates are now the right way around everywhere.
  • Talked to brokers to get dates for boat viewings in December
  • Decided we’re going back to Brisbane before Xmas and booked flights.
  • Confirmed appointment with Prof MacManus at PeterMac.
  • Merged all my TODO lists into one TODO list thus eliminating another TODO item off my main TODO list.
  • Sorted out all my OneNote notes cleaving off all current stuff into a few sections and putting old stuff out of sight
  • Kicked some financial planning in US and UK into a higher gear. Already managed to determine worst case scenarios are not going to happen and things are looking optimistic. Some actions already taken, more now planned.
  • Paid off some UK bills
  • Kicked off getting Tax Filing Number here in Australia to avoid further punitive 46.5% withholding rate on interest.
  • Chased a loose end with a recent property sale in the UK
  • Frequently checked for Nexus 4 availability in Australia. No luck. Hope dwindling of getting one before we leave.
  • Clarified and chased additional work to Dignity from two of our suppliers.
  • Paid the gas fitter.
  • Paid the gas inspector.
  • More follow up and knowledge gathering re boat electrics here in Australia.

Somehow at the end of all this my TODO list is now longer than when it started. Like working on the boat, whenever you start doing one project, another three spring up – mostly ideas of something else to do. This seems no different.

 

The nutter is still screaming and other patients have been yelling at him. Joy.

 

PS. I do realize the word ‘nutter’ is a poor word choice and may be seen as bad taste, for someone so ill, but it is important for one’s own sanity to distance oneself sometimes. Dark humour is one way of doing this.