I don’t know what’s going on with me. We spent last night in this lovely ClubMed anchorage.
This looks like a place you might like to stay at for a while right? I promise, the previous anchorage was even more picturesque.
I, however, have no desire to stay. I don’t even feel the pull to slip into my brand new wetsuit and swim with the stunning fish that have been hanging out around Convivia. We are going to spend the day here, but only because the 100ish miles to Lizard will take us ~20hours, and we want to arrive with the sun overhead.
We plan to take a couple of days off at Lizard Island. For some reason that seems like a great place to stop. Maybe it’s because it was our northern limit for last year’s Great Barrier Reef expedition, and we never made it, or maybe because it’s the last stop before we make the steep climb to the Torres Straights.
When we do leave Lizard, we expect to stop again at Stanley Island (to see the cave paintings and take the boardwalk hike) and then really push hard for the northern tip of Queensland. I don’t suppose my lust for making miles will end there, but maybe by the time we get to Indonesia, I’ll feel more settled, and ready to slow down a bit. As I reflect on my haste, I long for the laid back attitude of previous cruises even as I plot our next route.