The last time we wallowed us in a jeep through the biggest sandbox in the world. Today we treat back, neck and back their well deserved break.
Only the stomach was durchgebeutelt a little when I on the deck of the "Defenders" stuck squatting for three days at sea. Built in 1885 in Tasmania, consisting solely of wood and nearly 30 meters long, is the "Defender" the largest sailing ship in the Port of Airlie Beach turquoise.
From there we headed (25 people + crew) in the direction of the island group "Whitsundays". Today is a Mecca for sailors formed the "Whitsundays" Once upon a time a part of the east coast of Australia.
The six-strong crew danced to the tune of Captain Jeff.
Stop! Pushes me the captain is not the same in a drawer. He was not what he rueberkommt here maybe. He did not play pirate on a rough sea, much rather he read in his hammock Astronomiebuecher.
Optical much more to the cliché "would-be pirate" in line by the way Jeff's predecessor, who after 40 years at sea had fully fed up today and do the office stuff. I met him at check-in, where he in a trench coat and eye patch appeared. As in a bad movie, it was missing was the wooden leg ...
50 percent of the time I spent on board here, lounging in the network at the top of the ship. the slowly passing by, really cheesy lines in the landscape corner of my eye, with the idea in a Dan Brown mystery deepened. All this, accompanied acoustically by the sounds of the sea - the perfect place to let it all hang out a little ...
was not always the atmosphere was so relaxed as in this picture. Sometimes it was ripped out of the lethargy, because the wind shifted suddenly and were called to a sail was. Quite hard work. On the way back we came
in a storm. A taste of adventure - For me at least. Not for the crew which won climbed in ten meters on swinging rope ladders over the place, not a clue what to do.
We spent of course, not all the time on board. Twice we went snorkeling, where we anchored off Cook Iceland, where we went on a bush walk. The way in shallow water, from the ship to the islands, we always put back in this tiny boat.
On the extreme right: the "Defender"
Links: (hiding behind a rock) the sunset
The white line that runs through the center of the image along the island, is the famous "White Haven Beach. This name must never be missing when people discuss what, then, really the most beautiful beach in the world. The sight was truly breathtaking, the mouth remained open for several minutes ...
It is macabre, that in this so inviting-looking water koepfeln only allowed if one becomes covered from top to bottom in a suit. The jellyfish season is right now ...
title out their titles. The most beautiful beach out the most beautiful beach her. The "White Haven Beach" is not holy ground. Kicking can be anywhere ...
The mouth is still always open.
kitsch to leave! As if a director in the background would have pulled the strings were circling in the final phase of the sunset around along with some other birds before the lens.
interesting than the sunset, however, was what animals next to the boat show up when people in the evening on 2 meters by 1 tried to take a shower (and then had to pump the whole cabin by hand) or - after they had plundered the buffet - went to the toilet.
From Killer Shrimps (large forearm) over water snakes (armgroß) to jumping Fischschwaermen all really depends on the nozzles of the "Defenders" with the hope to get hold of anything.
Appeared in any new, unknown creature, Captain Jeff was back on the train. He knew nicht nur jeden Stern, sondern auch jedes Tier. Und er brachte uns wieder gesund an Land.
Zurueck in Airlie Beach hieß auch zurueck im Massentourismus. „Wet-T-Shirt-Competitions“ da, „Damen-Wrestling“ dort, Engländer bei ihrer großen Leidenschaft „Drinking Games“ ueberall.
Noerdlich von Brisbane bahnt sich eine wahre „Backpacker-Karawane“ ihren Weg entlang der Kueste Richtung Cairns. Viele kommen „nur“ fuer 3, 4 Wochen und saufen auch fuer 3, 4 Wochen. Die meisten sind zwischen 18 und 22, da kann man sich als 25jaehriger schon mal alt vorkommen.
Deswegen liebe ich Orte abseits dieser Massen, Orte wie 1770, mit Abstrichen auch Magnetic Island (Where I spent three nights in Airlie Beach) or Mission Beach (where I am staying now). Just
Mission Beach has really turned my head. The village is tiny and is nestled in a rain forest next to the ocean. The climate is tropical - heavy rain 10 minutes, 10 minutes of sun, 10 minutes clouds and over again.
The beach is no place for the sun shine on your belly to leave, he's Wildlife and looks every day different. Tree trunks are washed, leaves and coconuts lying around ...
The beach of Mission Beach
Why I like it here so much is also at the hostel. A true family business run by mother and daughter. I was for adopted a few days, brush the pool and the toilets in the morning and can therefore spend the night free
Yesterday evening there were after the BBQ "Apple crumble with vanilla sauce. Sensational! Damn close to it to Grandma's "Apfelschlangerl.
the family used to live in this house. There are bathtubs!, A real living room with satellite TV, etc. Just
an ideal place to feel after more than three months on the road a bit homely.
A view from the kitchen to my "work" along with the environment called rain forest.
the way I have to sit a few hours during the day at the pool and see that no one with sunscreen even a toe in the pool out.
my opinion is that enough in his resume under "Previous Jobs" write "Life Guard in Australia".
do not you?
Looking forward to hopefully many entries from you.
soon, Martin
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