Gladstone, August 2nd, 2014
We go north-er. Queenslanders become, impossibly, friendlier. Land of pristine beaches, stunning inlets, glorious sunsets, fierce tides and GLADSTONE. Gute Trauer! Endless lines of ships. Coal. LNG. Alumina. Did someone hit the hyperspace button?? So – stock up, move out. Well, actually, time for a quick trip down to Sydney, then back for Stage II of the odyssey. We keep asking people when we’ll get to the Far North. Apparently it is a LONG WAY. Perhaps in a Different Dimension. We’re already well removed from reality, so this could be quite the trip. Baz, Jon and Gerry are now officially off watch, and the Gurus are about to hit town. There’s some history here, and it involves RUM. It doesn’t end well. And, we’re off to Airlie Beach Race Week! standing by….