Hawkesbury & Pittwater

Refuge Bay

From Lake Macquarie, we picked up one of Tom’s sailing buddies Peter early in the morning and headed south to the Hawkesbury River. Not long into the trip the wind became confused, making it difficult to weave our way around all the gargantuan ships that were waiting their turn to enter Newcastle Harbour. From a distance we saw some whales swimming past with their tails waving hello in the air. But soon we had an even more amazing greeting as we were passing a ship whose crew were all out on deck watching the spectacle. No, the spectacle wasn’t us, but a whale probably less than 50 metres from us that fully breached in the air and came crashing down creating a massive wave that we surfed all the way to the Hawkesbury. Okay okay, maybe the wave and surfing have been a little embellished, but the whale DID fully breach next to us! Continue reading

Cruising Lake Mac


In total we spent 11 nights in Lake Macquarie. On the days that it rained we baked cookies, read books and watched movies, but thankfully we had more days with sunshine than with rain. On the long weekend we invited some of Tom’s sailing buddies over to test out our old girl, Makroro. We got lucky with the weather and had beautiful sun and some fantastic wind. I learnt a lot that day. I didn’t know our Macky-Ro was capable of the things she did that day. Unlike me, these guys really know how to sail! Our top speed that day I think was 8-9 knots – we absolutely flew like the wind – and heeled over until our rail was touching the water, to which I couldn’t stop myself from letting out just a small squeal. Let’s just pretend it was a squeal of sheer joy instead of terror. It was great having these guys out on the boat, we both really learnt a lot about how to sail Makroro to her full potential. Continue reading

Cruising Port Stephens


Our second attempt to sail to Port Stephens was a lot more successful. Setting out bright and early we had some nice weather with good winds and were making good progress. Next thing you know though, there was a bang behind us and we turn around to see a storm heading right for us. Thankfully it just blew over with some rain, but it also killed our wind. But hey, as those crazy Norwegians apparently say, “there is no bad weather, only bad clothing”. Continue reading