November 15, 2010
After a very calm night we left early for Low Isles about 3 ½ hours south. The seas remained clam but the skies were dark and storming looking characteristic for this time of year with the build up to the wet season.
There were fishing vessels everywhere making the most of the calm conditions. The Marlin Tournament was still on and so the radio was monopolised by their commentary.
As we were passing Batt Reef the reel started screaming again and this time Dylan landed a nice 6-7kg Spanish mackerel in about 40m of water. Minutes later the other reel went off and Toby landed a 9-10kg Spanish mackerel, nothing like the monster he caught at Mackay Cay but still a very nice fish. Our freezer was starting to fill up which was what we were hoping for before the trip was over.
By the time the fish had been dealt with and the back deck had been cleaned, Low Isles was not far away. We were back in familiar territory and it felt great.
We dropped the anchor around midday in 4m of water with Tic Tac right behind us. It was pretty still, hot and stormy looking so we put the covers up to get a bit of relief from the oppressive heat. There were a few other private vessels anchored here and a few other larger tour operators from nearby Port Douglas.
After some fresh Mackerel barbequed for lunch, we cooled off in the water and relaxed under the shade of the covers. This was nearly the end of the journey for us and tomorrow we would part ways with Carl and Bev as they would continue on to Blue Water where they would leave Tic Tac and then fly off to their home in New South Wales.
Lucky we made the brake for Low Isles when we did, by mid afternoon the seas had whipped up and 25 knots was gusting passed Low Isles. You could see all the game and tour boats returning from the reef, taking waves over their bow and it would not have been a very comfortable trip for many of the passengers.
We were tucked up safely and towards the end of the day, we could hear the thunder on the mainland and see the occasional lightening strike. The showers sent us inside the cabin to watch a DVD while the rain washed the decks and cooled down the atmosphere.