EMIGRE

Augusta to Albany - Leg Two A after a few beers, a pub meal, and a solid 12 hours of sleep, I was beginning to feel human again. Some say a crucial trait of any offshore sailor is a bad memory. If we really remembered how bad it was in the moment, none of us would go back to sea. I believe it’s called ‘type two fun’. Waking up to warm sunshine on the cabin, Ash and I enjoyed eggs for breakfast, accompanied by tea and coffee, having already washed the boat down and hung our sa

Many month of planing and preparation in the making, after many setbacks and delays, Ashlee dropped the mooring lines at Quindalup for the final time which marked the beginning of Emigre’s voyage towards Southern Tasmania. It was 19:50hrs on Thursday, January 15th. It’s been a dream of mine for some time now to sail Emigre to Tasmania and explore the D’Entrecasteaux channel, Port Arthur, Port Davey and Strahan.  I suppose you could say the two trips I’ve made by car over the