A varied week kept us occupied: a mix of catching up with friends, errands in town and then sails, snorkels and fun at the northern end of Moreton Island. It is always better when we are on the move and can play.
This week has been very social at the Sandhills, but we felt the weight of history as we returned to Peel Island, a place for outcasts in the past. So let us recount what we have been up to.
What do you do when you have the green light from the Doc to go and play (benign biopsy results for Wade), but the weather is recalcitrant and causes disarray with our original plans to sail a little way north? You mill around Moreton Bay, with lots of other boats!