43 Degrees South has teeth!

There is no shortage of whitewater at 43S and it comes as quickly as it goes..... except for last week where it blew and gusted off and on for 5 days. Not a place for endless cocktails or inattention. On the plus side there are spectacular sights and energetic skies. As we crane our necks to view the sky we are always trying to guess if it's a trough or a cold front. In any instance, the water is going to get whisked up for a bit before becoming calm again just as quickly, when the 'system' just gives up - usually with the change of tide.

Quarantine Bay

 Strangely lit, slow dusk creeping across the headland.

Clouds racing on the seaward side of Bruny Island.

Glad to be this side!

The menacing skies gave way to a stupendous sunset.

With the last puffs it all petered out giving way to a clear night sky!

Evidence that it doesn't blow dogs off chains all day long.

Pam & David came to visit.

 Cimba found somewhere out of the wind too.

Bad weather offers a chance to make apricot jam.

A lady in Kettering had an apricot tree laden with fruit and invited us to help ourselves.

Alexanders Bay

24 hours later

 

No idea what these guys were up to but it mysteriously involved a step ladder

and entertained us for 1/2 an hour.

Sky not offering much love as yachts raft up on a mooring.

Friday night mayhem as yachts arrive in the Channel for the long week-end.

Flying just the proverbial frilly knickers.

Plenty of anchor dragging and re-positioning, but not us thankfully!