Can you imagine cruising gently (and not so gently) around Sydney Harbour on a perfect summer's day at 28 degrees in your own boat? Thanks to Lyndal Trevena and partner Steve Ferris I don't have to imagine it any more.
Lyndal is a colleague who is running one of the Annalisa-based projects in the School of Public Health and Steve buys, sell, repairs and restores planes, engine and all their other parts... but only up to 737s he confided.
They collected me at Manly Wharf and picked up
Hakuna Matata (Swahili for 'no worries') at the nearby marina and we motored up Middle Harbour (occasionally at 25 knots, just to check things out), anchoring for lunch in Bantry Bay... and for a spot of fishing as it is known... hmmm, I did eventually manage a couple of twenty meter casts and had 3 prawns taken but no fish. Ah well, hakuna matata. Then back down and across the Heads and up the Harbour (weaving through the sailing fleets and ferries), past the Opera House and under the Bridge... seeing where Russell Crowe lives... into Darling Harbour... and then back to base. All pretty magical and takes ones mind off almost everything... almost. Merci beaucoup Lyndal and Steve.
Can you imagine cruising gently (and not so gently) around Sydney Harbour on a perfect summer's day at 28 degrees in your own boat? Thanks to Lyndal Trevena and partner Steve Ferris I don't have to imagine it any more. Lyndal is a colleague who is running one of the Annalisa-based projects in the School of Public Health and Steve buys, sell, repairs and restores planes, engine and all their other parts... but only up to 737s he confided.
They collected me at Manly Wharf and picked up Hakuna Matata (Swahili for 'no worries') at the nearby marina and we motored up Middle Harbour (occasionally at 25 knots, just to check things out), anchoring for lunch in Bantry Bay... and for a spot of fishing as it is known... hmmm, I did eventually manage a couple of twenty meter casts and had 3 prawns taken but no fish. Ah well, hakuna matata. Then back down and across the Heads and up the Harbour (weaving through the sailing fleets and ferries), past the Opera House and under the Bridge... seeing where Russell Crowe lives... into Darling Harbour... and then back to base. All pretty magical and takes ones mind off almost everything... almost. Merci beaucoup Lyndal and Steve.
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