Proper Prior Planning Prevents Poor Performance

As an aviator and a trainer ‘Proper Prior Planning’ has been a mantra I’ve lived by for the last twenty-eight years. It seems it’s going to stand me in good stead for sailing! Graham and I are gearing up for our first blue water cruise to New Caledonia and Vanuatu and, hopefully, Fiji, departing early May if Continue reading


Ich Bin Wilhelm

Guten Abend, meine Freunde, My name is Wilhelm and I am the Silent Wind generator aboard Roobinesque. (I have no idea why but the lady of the vessel insists on calling me Wilbur, as though I’m a slow moving cart-horse. Clearly I am a hardworking powerhouse, made with German precision, so I thought I should Continue reading


It’s a taxing time of year…

Every year I vow I will be more organized. Every year I start the way I mean to go on. Every year I fall by the wayside… Then the alert sounds on my calendar and I realise the appointment with the accountant is a couple of weeks away. Luckily our accountant is a lovely lady Continue reading


Pssst! It’s me :-)

Helene’s left us alone for a couple of days so I thought I’d work on raising my profile some more. I’m chatting to Nero and Bunson – the Battistel’s hounds – about being a star! I think Helene better start taking tips from me 🙂 Find us at  : Gabbawrites And here’s another endearing photo Continue reading


I think it was something I ate…

Hi it’s Zeus here again. It’s been a while since I took over the blog and I had planned on regaling you with stories of my adventures, but it was a rough night last night, for me anyway, and I’m all wrung out… But I promised Helene I’d do the blog last night so the Continue reading


A day in the new office

Well howdy folks, it’s the Salty Sea dog, Zeus, here. This sailing caper is nowhere near as glamourous as my silly humans would have you believe. They dragged me down to the boat, didn’t bother with the mandatory safety equipment and just tossed me aboard!  Then they kept cooing about how well I was handling Continue reading


When old is new again

We’re doing a bit of a clean out today and hiding in the bottom of one of our sailing bins I uncovered GW’s wetsuit. It’s a tatty old thing that 37 years ago was state of the art neoprene – a newfangle fabric regarded with a high degree of suspicion. At the time GW was Continue reading


Hotting up?

It’s warm in North Queensland today, although according to GW it was much hotter last week… I thought he may have been angling for some sympathy since I’m sat inside editing Half Moon Bay, with the fans whirling fast enough to take off, while he’s painting the outside of the house. Clearly I didn’t make Continue reading


I’m sorry, but I think we’ll have to break up…

Dear TransLink, you broke my heart tonight. You promised an evening of bright lights and city streets. You said you’d pick me up at 8.04 precisely. You said the trip would be seamless, economical, green even. You guaranteed I’d be home in my hotel room by 8.46. I trusted you… I believed you… Instead you Continue reading