Met Adam our skipper and Scotty our decky plus our other companions Lindsay and Mary from Adelaide and Kath and Graham from Launceston. We loaded up the boat then went to the bottle shop for supplies to last a week. Suggested we buy more than we think as most people tend to run out of supplies so from what was put in the fridge I would guess we all followed their suggestion.. By the time we left Hobart it was about 11am.
We headed down past Bruny Island on the left hand side or outer side of the island. At the bottom of Bruny we stopped to observe the seals and were in company of 3 other tour boats taking people out to look at the seals and to give them a thrill by getting within arms length of the seals with seas pouring over the rocks. We did not get in so close.
Alan and I were sitting up the top deck having a lovely relaxed time when Scotty came up and suggested we come down into the main cabin as it "May get a little rough for a while".
Biggest understatement of the trip. For the next two hours we travelled along the bottom of Tasmania and we had to hold on the whole way. It was bam bang slam crash. Was I glad when we arrived at our destination about 3pm. The waves were about 2 metres and of course we were heading into the swell.
At New Harbour we had a relax and a late lunch. Next we unloaded the dingy and loaded the cray pots and went and dropped them in various places around the bay. It was quite calm in the bay so we had a relaxing night with a yummy bbque with thick tbone steaks and salad.
Now the sleeping arrangements were all a bit of a shock to us. There were 5 bunks in one room and 3 bunks in the next. So from the main cabin you go down 5 steps to the first 3 then go down 2 steps to the next 5. All very cosy and that was it just enough room to stand up 2 people side by side. We managed to get use to it but it was a bit of a shock. It is a working abalone fishing boat and so that was where they all sleep while working.
Most Memorable moment: Definately holding on for my life in the wild seas