Tangalooma to Mooloolaba

Anchored off the wrecks, Tangalooma, Moreton Bay

At dawn a sense of adventure compensates for loss of sleep.  Daisie Dog is not so sure.

In the early light the buoys marking the swimming beach are obvious.  We can't afford much time lingering over coffee to congratulate ourselves on getting the hook down safely off the wrecks in the dark last night.  We are on our way to Mooloolaba.  Elliot is on his way from Townsville to Brisbane to pick up the car and some of his things from the house.  It's uni semester break and we're looking forward to cruising Queensland's Great Barrier Reef and The Whitsundays islands with him.

We've motored through the rain today with no wind to sail.  The sun is shining over Mooloolaba, seas are calm, as we approach the river bar.  It always feels good to arrive and this arrival is one of the easiest, as we quietly approach our slip at Mooloolaba Marina.  A friendly liveaboard takes our lines and we are in.  Mooloolaba feels good to us!