In the 1500′s, it was a common superstition that if you didn’t break up a eggshell after emptying it of the egg, a witch would snatch it up, use it as a boat, sail out to sea, and cast spells that would cause storms and sink ships! In the 1840′s the Irish who emigrated to America would break eggshells to keep the Irish Fairies who’d accompanied them to America from going home by eggshell boat.
A lot has happened since my last post here, and I have gone on to update the situation, but then everything has changed and I have waited to update when things have become clearer!
A little over a month ago we were sailing into Sydney Harbour, on what had started out a grey and overcast day with a smattering of rain, that had turned into the glorious day we had hoped for.
I thought I'd drop by and say Happy New Year to all the ASA members. We'll try, this year, 2014, to be more active here and make blog posts from time to time. A few pics are attached. During 2013, we were able to spend some great time coast-wise sailing in late winter from San Francisco to San Diego, visiting the Channel Islands and then returning in summer to the Bay area.
When we set off from Albany 2 ½ years ago, crossing the Bight, starting out on our intended circumnavigation, one goal we held very firmly in our minds was to be in Sydney Harbour on New Years Eve and to participate in our nation’s biggest celebration.
When we first started sailing my Peter's uncle who had been a keen sailor and had owned a couple of yachts, told us that to him sailing was something like 85% sheer fun, 10% hard stuff and 5% you don't want to talk about.
It’s nearly a week now since we had our last Epic Milestone day where we sailed into Sydney harbour!
Sydney is one of my favourite places to visit and it has been even better being here on the harbour!
I have awoken this morning feeling as if I am in a tropical rain forest, to the sounds of exotic birds calling their morning hellos and to the sound of water running close by, as if a waterfall was close. I felt as if I was dreaming of some place I have never been, but heard of in a movie or book and then, as I opened my eyes and allowed myself to become conscious I remembered.
When we came in to Jervis Bay I had an idea of long walks on the beach in the evenings, the children off exploring in their kayaks and latte-sipping afternoons of peaceful tranquillity. Hmm, well there have been some of those moments but over the last 7 days I must say I have been surprised with the conditions in what I thought of as a boater’s paradise!
I was up on deck last night, just before climbing into bed, checking the mooring as you do, listening to the sound of the waves nearby crashing onto the beach, looking up and seeing the star-lit sky.
It still takes my breath away. I guess it always will.