not quite the Zambezi |
After
we'd been in to Nelson marina for a couple of hours on Thursday to
give Jackster a thorough wash with fresh water we sailed out to Fame
Cove. It's only 4 miles from Nelson but a world away from commerce;
not a house to be seen or a car motor heard. We were the only boat
on Thursday night and had the choice of any of the 6 public mooring
balls. As we got closer to the weekend all the balls were occupied.
This
morning we kayaked up the river that feeds the bay. We were on the
wrong end of the tide and couldn't get as far as we hoped before
rocks and mud flats barred our way. David saw a kingfisher and we
both saw the pelicans and a pair of black swans.
For
the rest of the day David worked on a niggling noise he'd heard in
the auto pilot – everything stripped down, cleaned and serviced and
I think it sounded sweeter afterwards. At least we there's nothing
broken inside the mechanism.
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