The wind is quite strong overnight and we bounce around a little in our slip but we still have a comfortable night.
In the morning, I finally see Nick – he was unwell yesterday and had been unable to come down to the dock to welcome us in like he wanted to. It’s great to see this giant of a man and he is eager to see his didgeridoo that I bought for him in Darwin and which has travelled half way around the world with us. Even Mike hasn’t seen it yet as it has been wrapped up and carefully stored for over 9 months.
Unwrapping it, he is delighted (thank goodness). I had chosen a large one so that it will rest on the floor when Nick sits down to play it. I had also chosen it for the smoothness of the wood, the very simple decoration and the fact that it had a good tone (as demonstrated by the salesgirl at the time).
It comes with instructions, and as Nick tries to get his head around breathing in and blowing raspberries at the same time, he decides that a bit of practise in private might be required! Well at least it will make a good decoration if he never gets the hang of it!
Richard Branson’s huge catamaran, the Necker Belle, is berthed here at the moment, and at about 105 feet long, it dwarfs everything else in the marina.
The day is spent doing really interesting stuff like cleaning toilets etc and tidying. I really am a bit of a slut when at sea. After all, there’s nothing like sticking your head over a toilet bowl and the small of bleach to make you feel sick even if you didn’t feel seasick before! But all good things come to an end, and land means that I have no further excuse to ignore the housework.
Mike spends his day preparing computer number 3, the one that he bought in Richards Bay. Although up and running, he has to try to make Outlook work on it so that he can get his e-mails and also transfer all his navigational software onto it. As the USB port on the old one is slow, transferring anything is a tedious process.
We have arranged to eat on board Crazy Horse tonight, and while Matt prepares his chicken soup from scratch, makes corn bread and brownies, I trot up to the grocery store and manage to buy frozen tiger shrimp and a can of mango slices (the fresh ones are as hard as iron) and make tiger shrimp with mango mayonnaise as an appetiser. I cook them at the last minute so that they are still warm when I take them over.
We have a lovely evening with them. Marta joins us too and is once again great company. Bill has put aside two bottles of very good Sauvignon Blanc that he bought in South Africa. I feel very honoured and try not to drink the contents of both bottles!
After dinner, Marta and Matt go back to the bar and I join them for a short while (all of us drinking water – really) before I decide that I really need my bed.
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