The MV Trinity bay has its own crane, here you see it in action, loading some containers.
Someone, somewhere has to figure out what should go on the bottom, and what goes on top, as in “last on, first off”. Something went awry with the planning this time, more about that later.
We left Cairns around 3 in the afternoon on Friday, and knew that we had until Sunday morning before we’d be docking at Horn Island. So, what was there to do? The licensed bar would be open from about 4:30, for Happy Hour, and for dinner, for starters. (Now you know where my priorities lie.) There was the media room to explore, with about 400 movies available for viewing, plenty of books and board games, for the definitely bored. Oh, and a yummy afternoon tea just waiting for the hungry hoards. Or, you could join the favourite past-time, gazing at the horizon:
Then, before dinner, a tropical sunset:
The meals, prepared by the chef, Peter, and his off-sider, Cohan, were generous and varied. Breakfast included the full cooked offering (typically Aussie: bacon, eggs, sausages, mushrooms, tomatoes, baked beans), as well as a large variety of cereals, fresh fruit, yoghurt, Vegemite, peanut butter, jams and jellies for your toast. We surely weren’t going to starve on this trip. The other 2 meals were based around chicken, fish and meat, with choices for vegetarians as well. And, morning and afternoon teas presented more temptation. Groan, yes, we all gained weight.
I toddled off to my little en suite cabin fairly early, and slept exceedingly well.
On the first morning out, we were offered the chance to visit the bridge and to meet the Master and Commander, Will. (Here he is Ralph, the one in the striped shirt, being quizzed by one of the passengers.)
Here is the exciting view from the bridge.
Will explained the many pieces of technology that assist him and his 1st and 2nd mates to keep the ship safely on course. Every piece of equipment has a back-up, which is comforting to know! He mentioned the gyrocompass which gives a true reading, unaffected by any magnetic forces in the vicinity, as the normal compass is. I envisioned some flashy spinning top device, and asked where the gyrocompass was located, and could we please see it? I was rather disappointed when he opened a cupboard door to reveal this!
For those of you with a scientific bent, here’s some information on the wonders of a gyrocompass: http://adventure.howstuffworks.com/outdoor-activities/hiking/compass3.htm
Not too long after this, the barge MV Temple Bay drew alongside, to receive the weekly cargo for Lockhart River. There were two pieces of cargo, and here’s where the planning had gone wrong. The first pallet was quite long, and some of the cargo also protruded at each end. There was no way they could fit that pallet onto the deck of the Temple Bay, although they spent quite some time trying to do so. Finally, they gave up, and returned the pallet to the Trinity Bay. The loading of the other container went smoothly. The implications of this stuff up:
i) someone who was waiting for that cargo wouldn’t get it until a few days later. They may have made a special trip to Lockhart River from somewhere else, and now they’d have to come back again. (I hope there wasn’t anything perishable in that load.)
ii) someone would have to repack that pallet correctly when we docked at Horn Island.
iii) someone would have some explaining to do!
Nothing for it but to relax some more.