Over two weeks offline. This past Christmas break on our boat around Broken Bay and it’s pristine tributaries has probably been one of the most relaxing holidays of my life. To start with, most of the uncountable bays have no phone connection. Bliss! Who needs it anyway when on holidays?!? So much freed time to spend with yourself, family, friends and nature. Despite it being the peak of busy season, if you were prepared to anchor, you could still find bays all to yourself. Half of the time we even managed to pick up mooring boys which are scattered around the area.
Half way through we sailed to Pittwater to refuel at the Royal Motoryacht Club and kicked back to have a dinner in civilization whilst the kids had fun in the pool. Gosh it felt weird with our scrubby hair and unwashed clothes! So the next morning we quickly headed back into the creek. Besides our usual great times with our dear, dear friends from A Yacht More to Life, we also made some new friends. Like the young Argentinean couple who shouted over from their 27-footer when they heard us shout at our kids (oops) in the very recognizable, unique Argentinean slang 😉 Oops! Or the beautiful family from SY Mish who randomly waved us over to raft up in a semi-busy anchorage at the end of Smiths Creek without ever having met us before! Instead of the night we stayed hooked on their anchor for three and many swims, dives, drinks, cockpit dinners, playdates, dinghy explorations, sailor stories … later, we left friends for life. The farewell was so sad the kids stood crying on their bow waving to us… but we know it was not forever.
And then, of course there was the fun of trying yoga on a paddle board with my ten and twelve year old instructors, Milly and Ben; the amazement of seeing my kids take to water like fish; the late night conversations which combined tears and laughter and oh so much more. #loveboatlife #wishtheholidaysneverended