 | Toby and I landed first in the double so that we could video the others landing. It was quite hot in the narrow inlet, this spot is inaccesible except by boat. It would be a reasonable campsite except in southerly weather. |
 | We found water trickling into the sea, but as usual we were completely self contained, carrying our own water. It was a relaxing place to stretch legs and lie out in the warm sun. The water was crystal clear but no one had brought diving gear this time. |
 | Laurie had a suprise for us. Normally he lives on Sao biscuits, chocolate and peanut butter but today his lunch box contained a delicious quiche. We were all rather envious having to eat the usual salami, cheese and rolls. |
 | After a short nap in the sun, I decided to try the under water video housing in a rock pool. I was quite alarmed to find that a small trickle of water entered the housing due to dirt on the seal. Fortunately I spotted the leak quickly and dried out the camera.
I walked over a few rocks to get a better shot of Haunted Bay. The brilliant orange lichen contrasted vividly with the dark waters. I wondered what the story was behind the name of this secluded spot. |
 | It was soon time to move on as we wanted to get to Whalers Cove before it was too late. It was about a thirty kilometre paddle from where we had started that day. |
 | Once again we threaded our way between towering red butresses of granite. Greater Pyramidal Rock loomed large as we passed between it and the coast. We were now rounding the South Eastern corner of the southern part of the island. |
 | After rounding Cape Bald we rafted up for a few minutes to have a quick snack on energy rejuvenating minties. Mick Verrier generously donated his supplies around the group. |
 | Mick wasn't feeling to good, probably about of flue so we landed at Trigonia Corner. This was a possible campsite but we had agreed to explore Whalers Cove. Two tracks branch out from this point. One goes to Cape Maurouard, the other to the farm house we visited earlier that day. |
 | We waited for a few minutes so that Mick could recover sufficiently to make the four kilometres across Riedle Bay. It was here in 1802 that Peron and Maurouard, two French explorers, first went ashore to explore the island. |