Airlie Beach 10th October


We are  still off Airlie Beach, we are just waiting to hear if Dave has to go to America for a week or two.

We joined John at Capers for sundowners and dinner, and we are back on board watching the sunset, feeling very relaxed.

The wind has dropped away, the sea is calm, and the sun is setting behind the  grey hills, turning the sky a delicate  apricot colour.

Anchor lights dot the bay from boats gently lazing at anchor. Brighter lights stagger up the hill of the town, another world of people, bars and bustle, so detached from ours.

There is very little sound, a murmur of voices from across the water, a lone bird call, a lage fish hunting, and a gentle slap of water on the hull.

Just when I think it couldn’t be any more perfect, a thin crescent moon rises behind the hills, and bright stars dot the sky.

How lucky are we?