Around Melbourne then to sea
25 October 2016
The morning was given over to repacking gear so there was room for me, Mrs Cormanus and the gear on the CB. The one, slight, technical problem was that Mrs Cormanus was to fly home from Hobart which meant we had to take her bag as well as mine rather than packing into one bag. We also had to address the problem of waterproofing and the back pack which Mrs Cormanus would not be able to wear while the bags were on the back.
So we came up with this inelegant, but practical solution.
And who said a CB1100 can’t carry a back pack with style?
After we’d sorted all this out and stashed my camping gear, the beer cool … er, top box and other things in the shed at my niece’s house, we decided to take a ride around Port Phillip Bay to see what we could see.
Not much as it turned out—for most of the way to Frankston the GPS led us a merry inland dance past houses and through endless traffic. However, we partook of an agreeable lunch at Waves on the Beach at Frankston before a leisurely ride back to the Station Street Pier where we were to catch the Spirit of Tasmania for the overnight trip to Tasmania.
Waiting to board.
Since I last caught the boat to Tasmania in 2014, it has undergone significant renovations and offers a more agreeable experience. The seating areas are more spacious and comfortable and there seem to be more of them somehow so one doesn’t feel quite so crowded.
We both like being at sea, so we passed an agreeable evening and, in due course, wandered off to the four-berth cabin we had to ourselves.