Sunday

I woke 6am to the sound of voices across the water. There was a checkpoint on the jetty we are moored to, and they were calling ID numbers in the dark. So Millie & I got up and did our morning walk while we watched. 

There were two photography clubs lined up on our jetty with their tripods, very big lenses, and discussion about Fvalues. I think the next competition will feature  lots of boats in the mist, along with occasional black swans and pelicans. 

Photographers everywhere. 

It felt funny to be lining up with my iPhone in such august company, but I'm happy with my photos! 

The mist chased the yachts across the lake. 

Like ghost ships passing. 

Sunrise through the mist. 

Terry, John and Tony (centre of photo) passing the sunrise. 

Terry, John and Tony came past at around 7.30am, but the wind died even further and their final leg around Raymond Island took nearly five hours. But they're back safely, and I think they had a good time, even if they didn't get too much sleep. 

And they're back!