Goodness me, calm as can be!

Our view of Reevesby Island in The Sir Joseph Banks Group. Shore visits are on hold since its residents include a lot of tiger snakes and death adders.

After a night with interest in the form of lightening storms in the direction of the Yorke Peninsula with accompanying rumbling thunder, the Bloke was curious to know after he woke, why the helm covers were rolled up and stored under the Bimini. Clearly he had not completed his evening drinkies with the crews of Midnight Blue and Onora with such an undressing of Zofia's nautical bits. I alone had witnessed the light show and decided to remove the "steering wheel" covers as a precaution against a sudden need to take control of the boat's movements.

All the locals raise their eyebrows when they discover we 'only use a delta anchor' and not their local favorite - a Marsh Stockless anchor. This does somewhat elevate our experience of anchoring insecurity. Only the night before, Moody Blue (from Woollaroo) by any measure a local boat, had dragged anchor in our bay in the wee small hours and to the Bloke's horror and then relief, had slowly and silently drifted out of our cove, missing Zofia by some 10-15m, and out into the channel. The Bloke kept an eye on them in case they were going to get too close the island on the other side of the channel.

A conversation with VMR Tumby Bay, made mention of Moody Blue's new whereabouts and concluded with me asking if the occupants could after all be phoned as their continued drift was beginning to worry me. The skipper is a retired farmer and possibly didn't feel or hear the anchor skipping along the sea bed. Moody Blue was in any event, using a secondary anchor, having lost their primary in another anchorage earlier in their cruise. It's sort of reassuring that anchoring madness is not particular to just our little fleet.

Onora

Entertainment yesterday was at the expense of Onora. This is a true ocean cruiser custom built in NZ in aluminum to the length of some 62'. We feel like a tender by comparison. Jeanie and Jim informed us last night that they weighed 39tons which in combination with the boat length would explain why their anchor looked the size of a small tectonic plate. Even with their 2 circumnavigations under the belt, they had a couple of attempts to get anchored-up and hence the show.

It's a particular relief that it's a calm day with another forecast since the cats are on the move and will hopefully complete their Great Australian Bight experience by tomorrow night. After floating out of Coffin Bay town on the tide yesterday and anchoring at Farm Beach at the head of Coffin Bay they were headed for Avoid Bay for tonight. They can't relax until they reach Memory Cove just south of Port Lincoln. It will be their first anchorage "outside" the Great Australian Bight since the end of January.

For now, we have this cove in the Lagoon at Reevseby Island to ourselves and anticipate a quiet night on our own having declined an invitation for drinkies on board Onora in Morton Bay to our north.

The Bloke is off for a 2nd attempt at catching a fish - any fish. will do. Yesterday was a 'nudge tide', where there is hardly any tidal difference. The locals say that you won't catch anything on a nudge tide and our efforts supported the claim.

Meet Igor and Svetlana. They have adopted us and seldom leave the area at the back of Zofia. They make comments from time to time to each other and to us but they are still not getting any fish, assuming we ever catch any!