This is not The Whitsundays at their sparkling best! As predicted, the wind has swung around to the southeast and in true trade wind style, is blowing 20+ knots. The wind has brought with it smoke from the bush fires further south and we are blanketed in a pinky-hued smog.
We are so pleased to be snug on a mooring and not bashing into it! We are having a recovery day - stowing the race gear to turn Popeye back into a cruising boat, cleaning, cooking and reading while the wind whistles and the boat bounces on the mooring. We are chasing down all the noises, squeaks and rattles that disturb the ambiance by tightening halyards, lashing lines and liberally spraying WD40.