Quindalup sail

The sail to Quindalup was amazing, left Mindarie at 11.20pm, sailed through the night and the next day and arrived at Quindalup 11.30pm, 24 hours and 10 minutes completely under sail the whole trip.
Our Son Grant and Daughter Karine as well as our friend Bob came with us.
I went to bed and left the others to take turns in doing watch. Not a good night for me as I don't like night sails and am not partial to healing at an (to me) alarming angle. A very uncomfortable night in my books, and also felt very unwell with a bad chest. Morning finally arrived much to my delight, but felt very unwell as I hadn't bothered to take a kwell thinking I would be OK as I would be sleeping. So had a hurried trip to the head.
Reid and Connor from Sadiqui Ra had told us to use their mooring at Quindalup, but when we arrived at night it was safer to drop anchor and go to bed, then go exploring in the morning for the mooring. We all hit the pillow and didn't stir until the sun was up, unusual for me as I had had several long naps through the day and didn't think I would be able to drop off.
We found the mooring and motored across to it and hitched on, the 300 mtrs from shore was a little bit of a stretch, more like 750mts, but we could deal with that.
Connor had very kindly offered a vehicle for us to run into town with and he delivered that in the morning.
What a bonus that was, he had said it would be a ute and that would have been a bit of a squeeze with five of us, but to our delight it was the twin cab.
I had forgotten coffee, which almost caused a mutiny, so that was the most important item on the shopping list along with the Dunsborough bakery. First up though was a coffee from the cafe near the park, I almost bought their coffee, but they couldn't grind it, so Frank said not to worry we will get some in Coles, Well back on the boat, No Coffee. Thankyou Frank, will take charge of that myself next trip in.
We swam and the guys kayaked and totally relaxed for the day, that night we set up the barby and had a very nice dinner.
Bob took Karine and I into town the next day and after the obligatory cappo, straight to the coffee shop to buy coffee for the boat. On the way back we did a little drive along Geographe Bay road to have a look at Merle and Franks old beach house. Bought back fond memories of the holidays spent down there years ago.
There was a sausage sizzle that night at the club, $7 a head so we decided to join them for that later that evening.
Karine wanted to try out the Zodiac, so we decided to do a run into shore so she could practice. All went well until half way there and the motor died. I suggested dropping the anchor, but she said, no paddle to shore. Well, not a good idea with a swift flowing tide, so I did the rescue wave to the boys who were watching from the yacht. Frank used the kayak to paddle to us but in the meantime a guy from a power boat came across and towed us into shore. She hadn't opened the fuel line far enough, so all was fixed  and we headed back to Mii. The next challenge for her was bringing it up to the marlon board, so we could get off. That took a good ten minutes to achieve that, but finally did it.
We headed out later to the club for the sausage sizzle, Bob declined and stayed on the boat. In hindsight, Grant perhaps should have as well as the first thing he did after getting a glass of wine was knock it over, the lady cleaning it up knocked another one over along with a bottle of beer, so mayhem happened trying to mop up beer and wine, (they won't forget our visit). A great meal though and a nice bunch of people. It was so good to have a lovely hot shower before dinner as well, very much needed after two days sailing and living on board.
The winds were right for heading back to Bunbury, so we left early next morning and arrived mid morning. Frank had got Karine and Grant to navigate to Bunbury, so they had to take down notes while sailing the boat themselves. They did a great job, and good to see Grant getting right into it.
We dropped anchor in Koombana Bay, but were a fair way out and it was very windy, also the anchor was dragging. Frank also found that the pipe under the head sink had cracked and we had lost a huge amount of house water, so we decided to head to the fueling jetty to tie up there and refill the tank after repairing the pipe.
We spent the night there and Kyle came down that night to pick Grant and Karine up and take them back to Perth. We were now down to just Frank, Bob and myself, so could spread out a bit more.