|Our anchorage in Pancake Creek with Clew Point at top, Bustard Head at right and Aircraft Beach between them.|
|There's nothing better than a breakfast of fresh caught fish.|
|Huge sandbanks appearing as the tide runs out.|
|Karen preparing the first two crab pots.|
|When the tide goes out it goes waaaayyyy out.|
|From out at the dinghy the very shallow creek didn't look all that promising.|
|We quickly changed our minds once we took a walk to have a better look. It had all the trademarks of crab heaven.|
|Exhibit A: The kamikaze mackerel.|
|Exhibit B: One innocent looking dinghy.|
|The anchorage was far from crowded.|
|Our Dreamtime swinging peacefully on her anchor|
|Aircraft Beach is magnificent and not a soul on it.|
|Except pelicans. There's always pelicans.|
|This prism has now been replaced by a more powerful light the size of a beer bottle|
|Looking back over Pancake Creek. Our Dreamtime is the yacht furthest to the right.|
|The view south to Round Hill Head and the Town of 1770.|
|The Inner, Middles and Outer Rocks off Bustard Head|
|A nice model of HMS Endeavour that Cpt James Cook sailed past here in 1770 naming the Headland in the process.|
|Karen sketching on the walk back from the lighthouse|
What worked.Our cunning dinghy fish trap.
What didn’t work.Our crab pots
What we did right.Stayed a couple of days in Pancake Creek. It’s beautiful.
How we screwed up.Didn’t stay long enough.
|Good night from Pancake Creek!|