After a five hour sail we finally made it into Monkey Mia. We had a few dolphins come to greet us but no fish jumped on our lines. Smiley was already there, and they had the same plan to leave on Monday but go north to Carnarvon via Turtle Bay.
We dropped anchor in a very scenic little part of the world, just to the SE of the resort. We sat on the back steps watching the dolphins play and fish all around us. Cas even had a few come right up to the back step as she sat there.
Then it was over for drinks and a meal on Kinchega – everyone brought over a meal and we mixed them all together. Allan was having a few problems with his anchor and we were trying to work out if he had a smaller one (anchor). He suggested I go up the front and take a look. So off I went (half way) before I realised what a stupid thing I just did (as the anchor was currently anchoring the boat at the bottom of the bay!!!). I thought I had been set up by Allan but Allan had suggested it quite innocently so I wasn’t the only fool. Everyone had a great laugh at the one. We spent Saturday lazying around Monkey Mia and the resort. We must have spent 4 hours on the beach soaking in the sun, swimming, reading the paper and eating an icecream. Then it was back to the boat to change and off again into the Monkey Bar to watch Hawthorn (Michael’s team) play the Eagles (Cas’ team). It was a bit bizarre watching it bucket down in Perth after we had a beautiful sunny afternoon in Monkey Mia. Anyway good on the Eagles for slogging that one out for a win. Michael’s footy team may have lost but he was cleaning up on the pool table. We didn’t really mind as the Monkey Bar had the last palette of Corona’s to be had in state (evidently) and we were helping them to finish it.
Sunday we were up early to see the Dolphins, which Monkey Mia is so famous for. They do a great job of protecting the dolphins natural way of being, whilst allowing everyone to get a good close up look at them. At all times it is done on the dolphins terms. If they don’t want to come in they just don’t come in. They only feed 5 of them and sometimes only one of the 5 takes the free feed. And its only a snack so the dolphins still have to continue to hunt. They only do it three times a morning for 30 minutes each time so the dolphins have the afternoon to hunt and feed their young. The mothers need to go into deeper water to feed their calves. We got a great look at one of the dolphins in particular as it was chasing fish and a fish used the line of people standing knee deep in water to hide from the dolphin. The dolphin came right up keeping its eye on the fish. We all had to back out of the water to let the dolphin continue hunting. It was quite a show. They feed the dolphins right at the end of the 30 minutes and after that they all swim off to do their own thing. It was quite a show.
That afternoon Cas and I checked into the resort to spend a night on land. The resort is really relaxed with great staff – it felt a bit like the resort at Happy Bay in the Whitsundays. The emus, however, were a bit of a pain and got very cheeky when there was a sniff of food to be had. We were treated to an unbelievable sunset in the bay with the Leeuwin in the background and a couple of charter cats doing their sunset sail. We topped off the day with a great meal at the restaurant that night with far too much food. It didn’t seem to deter me as we had a buffet breakfast the next morning which was challenging but achievable. Then it was back to the boat and off to Broadhurst Bight along with Smiley and Kinchega. We caught the tide going out and this gave us an extra couple of knots going round Cape Peron. The winds were gentle and right behind us and we chugged along at 5 knots as we sailed straight past the Leeuwin on the way out. We tucked in between the bommie and the beach at Broadhurst Bight after a 5 hour sail and saw Allan and Joan heading for an oyster patch on the beach. Despite having just poured a Gin and Tonic, the words “fresh oysters” invoked a prompt set of instructions to follow suite. So off we went with a hammer and crow bar and started to separate the oysters from the rocks. Allan was eating every second oyster and Cas managed to down a couple as well. They were small but tasty and we brought a good catch back to the boat where there was much hammering and extraction of fresh oyster flesh. We had them all sorts of ways – cooked on the BBQ with with blue cheese, lemon juice, between crackers and au natural. A nice bit of hunting and gathering.