After a night at Middle Harbour Yacht Club we made our way under the Spit Bridge ( See Where’s Fling for opening times) and into Middle Harbour. In Pearl Bay on the immediate left there are three of the harbours limited houseboats. Another sits quietly in the small cove on the outer side of the bridge. Some are well maintained, others eccentric derelicts, but apparently still inhabited.
Moving deeper into the harbour we gaze up at houses built on an almost vertical plane. There’s lots of inclinators and nifty spiral staircases, but to be honest I’d hate to try and move house here!
Everybody seems to have a boathouse and we enjoy discussing which would suit us best should we win Tattslotto anytime soon.
Rounding the corner we head for Bantry Bay, a secluded anchorage with five public moorings right in the middle of Garigal National Park. Bantry Bay was the site of the munitions dump for the department of mines so landing on the western shore is prohibited. The old buildings remain and are now heritage listed with several of them already restored. Andrew fires up with a plan to rent them out as weekend retreats until I point out the associated costs ( insurance) of running such an enterprise on what is basically an explosives dump! Don’t think I’d want to spend a romantic night there! Bantry Bay also rewards us with beautiful sydney rock oysters for entree. At night a glimmer of lights in the distance is the only indication of civilisation yet we are surrounded by unseen suburbs.
We hand feed the local kookaburra’s instead of catching the elusive bream who we can see in numbers.
The following day we head south to Northbridge. At Northbridge Marina there is a public wharf where you can berth for two or three hours. This allows us to venture up the hill ( Get a taxi, it’s several kms and STEEP) to Northbridge in search of a bookstore. No such luck but we come home with four perfectly good novells from the Vinnies store for the princely sum of eight dollars.
Happy as larks we head around to Sugarloaf Bay where we encounter one of Sydneys most beautiful and humble abodes proudly flying the Australian Flag and timeless in it’s grace.
The house next door had several big tree’s, one with an old red spinnaker attached as a swinging rope out to the bay. Two young kids played there after school and we couldn’t think of a better place to raise a young family.
This morning we moved around to Middle Harbour Bay where we tied up briefly at Roseville Marina to get some ice and sample morning tea at the Echo Point restaurant. It’s right next to the marina, has a great looking menu and several families of ducks puddling around. Last night we has three small brown ducks using our stern transom for water entry practice! They’d get on , jump then off and splashed happily for an hour or so.
Tonight we will stay on a mooring at Pearl Bay, and tomorrow possibly return to MHYC where hopefully we can get another opinion on our autohelm which has now lost the display from the control panel. It’s really hot but we have the boom tent up and the breeze is cooling on deck.