Sailing on Leap Frog

Inside the Sandy Straits

We are currently laying at anchor in a pleasant and relatively sheltered cove known as Coonoongwa Creek. We are restricted in our movements along this stretch by the tidal flow, which can reach such magnitudes as to produce rapid like conditions in some parts. Since our experience in the Broadwater, extra precautions have been taken to try and reduce the risk of another grounding. This including the banning of Captain Ahab’s recommendations of early morning bar crossings being decided on the basis of his own internal calendar.

Yesterday Cloudbreaker and Ahab ventured on an expedition ashore, which turned from an interesting exploration of some new and different terrain on the wilderness of a sand mass we have named Fraser Island, to a somewhat frightening ordeal as our worries were confirmed that the strange giant man eating lizards, which the rubber tramps warned us about, really do exist. As fearful as these creatures appear to be they have captured the curiosity of this author. I have decided to invest my efforts into gaining as much knowledge as I am able about these antediluvian creatures, perhaps even domesticate one as a live aboard pet for the Frog. Rest assured the capture of Moby Dick for our captain remains top priority; however this is definitely a secondary objective of great interest and one which may be even more beneficial to the progression of our more civilized Southern provinces.

One even more concerning aspect is the fact that our good captain has misplaced his stockings and trousers. He takes no shame in parading around in the cockpit and on the poopdeck (taking the names of these in a far to literal context) in nerry more than his birthday suit and perhaps a rain jacket if we are lucky enough to be in the midst of some precipitation. There has been much protest from the crew on this matter, with no success thus far. Evidence of this behaviour has been attached to this entry in the pre-emptive idea that if steps have to be taken to stop this conduct there will be some official record of events. I hope I gain your support regarding this issue.

Gratuitous nudity aside, we are about to prepare ourselves and the Frog for a night of instrument aided celestial navigation. This next leg to the northern end of Fraser Island could be the most dangerous to date: Will The Frog and Her crew be able to see in the night? Or will all aboard be blinded by Captain Ahab’s’ full moon? Check here soon to find out.
Cloudbreaker signing out.