Up early from a fair night's sleep, we decided to grab some fresh fruit for the crossing and some items for dinner the following night.
Once again Wikicamps saved the day with a suggestion where we could find a hot shower.
It wasn't long and we arrived at Port Welshpool a lovely coastal town for keen fishermen, one thing we noticed was that everyone's boat was BIG, We interpreted this as being what was needed if you wanted to enter the Bass, yes the mighty Bass, the butterflies were returning and anxiety levels were starting to rise again.
Another thing we noticed was the local Coastguard was having a sausage sizzle, so after setting up camp at the local caravan park we made our way over to discuss our plans with the Coastguard about our crossing Bass Strait in our sea kayaks.
As one might have guessed we were told we needed a bigger boat after seeing our kayaks on the roof of Michael's car. We had heard this comment a few times over the past months.
They were very friendly and extremely helpful and gave us an excellent rundown of the Bass and the upcoming weather conditions. Then it was time to catch up with Darren, the owner of the nearby boat storage yard at Port Welshpool. We planned to leave Michael's car and camping trailer there for our wives to pick up and take to Tasmania where they would be both meeting us at Little Musselroe Bay in approx 10 days time.
It was then back to camp to get a good nights sleep for the 1st day of the paddle.
Of course, that wasn't to be the case, at about 3am in the morning I was awoken by Michael that a gale force wind had arrived and we needed to take down the awning. That night the wind continued to blow at gale force strength which wasn't helping the butterflies in my stomach settle by any means.
Carlo
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