Oh, dear… the new propeller got wet! But don’t worry, the steering wheel is still dry! We’ve had a lot of rain recently, and I was thinking if it keeps this up for 40 days and 40 nights, Adaqua will not float with water coming in through the opening for the new toilet valve, and the stern gland. (continue reading…)

More beer please!

Now that I have your attention with the dramatic headline, the grounding was on the slipway at the yacht club! But first, did I tell you I am suffering through a month without beer? I don’t know how I will survive this, but it’s been 11 days now, and only 19 to go! (continue reading…)

We had a little cool patch last week, where the forecast top temperature was only 19 degrees. This prompted out local newspaper to write an article claiming a new record. It was the first time in the past 120 days that the temperature has been below 20 degrees. This made it the longest, continuous period of warm weather since records commenced 150 years ago! (continue reading…)

Having a boat doesn’t mean you need to kill fish. Afterall, it’s a “beer drinking” boat! Nobody has ever fished from Adaqua. I dont want fish guts all over my aft deck. But when my mate Steve told me that his son Alex wanted nothing more than to go fishing for his birthday, and asked if we could arrange a weekend away fishing, I saw the opportunity to get out on the boat for a few days and have with me some passengers who could not escape until I decided it was time to go back. And Alex being such a great guy, how could I refuse? (continue reading…)

Well the past 2 weeks of life at sea, ended with an adventure like an episode from “Boys Own” annual. With all my crew either back at work or school, I ventured off single handed for the last leg of my jouney visiting places like South Channel Fort, finally ending in Rye. (continue reading…)

Hi! I came home and slept in my own bed which is something I had not done for ages. Adaqua is still down the coast at Portarlington waiting in a berth there in the marina while I came home for a friend’s Australia Day party. (continue reading…)

We finally got away from it all and set our course for the 5 hour journey to Melbourne. The sea was a bit rough, but I promised the crew that the wind would go after the sun set. I was wrong! (continue reading…)

16 brave souls ventured down to the Geelong waterfront despite the threats from the weather bureau that said strong winds (from the worst direction) and later storms with thunder, lightning and all the trimmings. I told them before they came that there would be only a small chance that we would “put to sea” but it would still be a great place to party and still the best place in Geelong to see the fireworks. (continue reading…)