CLIENT: Silkwood School
VOYAGE NUMBER: 20170424
FROM: Manly TO: Manly
DATE: 25 April 2017
POSITION: Big Sandhills, Moreton Island
Report by: White Watch
Started the day at 4am to go to the Anzac Day dawn service. The service started at 5.30 and ended at 6.30am. I was quite moved by the old accounts from some of the people who first hand experienced the battle of Gallipoli. The deeds of Simpson and his donkey were mentioned and a real donkey was at the service and also displays of battle hospital tents and nurses in uniforms. It was appalling for me to remember the ancient battle and casualties that Australia and New Zealand suffered throughout those treacherous days.
We then headed back to the boat and had a hot breakfast. It was scrambled eggs and beans on toast, optional of course. Soon after cleaning, all 3 watches mustered and were put to particular jobs. We had decided to pull up the sails and take off for Green Island. The start of our travel was peaceful and easy but once reached midday, the wind picked up a tiny bit. It wasn’t too difficult to control the sails, so if we worked hard it would be quick and easy.
Not long after anchoring the ship it was decided we’d get changed into our swimmers and head to shore. Most of us went to shore and got bitten by midgies. Those of us who had stayed on the boat were fine. Whilst ashore many of us pitched in together to clean up the beaches a bit. A fair bit of our afternoon was mostly us picking up plastic here and grabbing some glass over there. On the beach a few of us managed to find some pretty interesting stuff. Someone actually found a part of a turtle shell, the majority of us thought that it was a shark fin.
Once back on the boat we all decided to have a few more jumps off the ship before hoisting sail and raising the anchor. We got underway pretty quickly and soon found out that we were going to have to tack back and forth in order to eventually reach our new goal Moreton Island. The weather was quite nice with a little bit of wind pushing into our sails. Around about halfway through the voyage the wind picked up and the water was a bit choppy. Luckily the new change of wind was no match for us and within no time we were dropping our anchor to the sea floor.