Emily Grace Makes Landfall in Oz

Bundaberg is a city in Queensland, Australia and is our first port in Oz.  Bundaberg is dependent to a large extent on the local sugar industry.  Extensive sugar cane fields are found throughout the area and operations such as the milling and refinement of sugar, and its packaging and distribution are located around the city.  Another of the city's exports is Bundaberg Rum, made from the sugar cane by-product molasses.  Bundaberg is also home to beverage producer Bundaberg Brewed Drinks.  We have been drinking their Ginger Beer since halfway across the Pacific.

We stayed at the port marina and check in went smoothly upon arrival.  They took very little since we had eaten all of our meat and most of our other food.  We made good use of their courtesy van and even rented a car on one day of our week-long stay.  We knew immediately that we were not in Kansas anymore when Emily spotted kangaroos hopping around behind the marina.

 

We got most of the dingy problems sorted out, replaced one laptop computer that died and re-stocked the freezer and food stores and started planning our trip north.  Looking at the charts, it is clear that we are on the same track as Captain Cook.  I see Endeavour Reef where he almost lost The Endeavour.  Cape Tribulation, Weary Bay, Hope Island and Cooktown, where he repaired the ship, all were named by Cook and document his feelings as he came through this same area.  We shall see some of these places, but will be sure to keep water under the good ship Emily Grace as we move through this mighty reef system.

Please join us…

Tom

Chesterfield Reef

Chesterfield Reef is a big V-shaped reef, right in the middle of precisely nowhere. Being almost exactly half way between Vanuatu and Bundaberg, it made a convenient spot to break up the trip.  It tapers out to about 8 miles across at the top, and you can enter there and move down the V to get shelter from the SE trade winds. The water is a stunning postcard turquoise color and there are a few tiny white sand islands which are covered in nesting birds.

 

We were the only boat there for the two nights and the Chesterfields were just amazing, like something out of a nature documentary.  The island we anchored off had a perpetual cloud of birds over it. Going ashore made the cloud even larger as hundreds of birds took wing and squawked at us. A thousand more of the smaller birds stayed on the ground guarding their eggs or fledglings. The small trees stand only 5 to 10 feet tall and are filled with gnarled branches, perfect for the nests of larger birds that fear that the crabs will eat theirs eggs or babies. Frigate birds and boobies nest in the trees. 

The rocks and the sand above high tide are just packed with nesting boobies, gannets, terns & mollies, and they have no fear of humans - you can walk right up to them.  Emily picked up one small bird that just calmly looked at her.

Frigate birds nest in only a handful of places in the world (we visited their nesting site in Las Aves and Los Roques in Venezuela) and they are incredibly acrobatic flyers. However, it would be easy to despise them. They live only by predation. They cruise slowly at a higher altitude than the boobies and terns, and when the other birds dive into the water and catch a fish, the frigates dive and attack them in a vicious fashion. They go for the wings, forcing the attacked bird to drop its catch and sometimes breaking the wing of the victim. Breaking a wing is certain death. When the victim of the attack drops its fish, the frigate catches the fish even before it hits the ground. The frigates even look evil up close. They have a beak like a vulture and they lack the pleasant demeanour of the boobies and terns. Yet, boobies and frigates nest in the same trees, just feet apart.

We spent most of the first day exploring the island but we had a problem with the dingy motor.  It looked like a small clog in the dingy fuel line but the captain was nervous exploring too far from the mother ship.  Ultimately, we decided we would take advantage of calm wind to make the final 3-day passage to Oz.

Tom