On late Friday morning a small LBT fleet caught the outgoing tide and a gentle north easterly to get down the river to meet the sea breeze at Port Huon.  Many tacks later and with the evening coming on they were at the Cove, which in the prevailing conditions was a mill pond. For those who are nostalgic for the '60s the scout camp which sits on the headland there is worthy of National Trust classification, particularly when Tess Hallinan has a fire going in the grate.  That is where the weary seafarers headed, to replace those calories they had expended during their afternoon exertions.  Thank you cooks. Next day those who were feeling mildly energetic took the Monty on an excursion around the back of Garden Island to Randalls Bay, and some proceeded on foot up the 'Will Hallinan Trail' to the peak at Sugarloaf for a spectacular view of the lower reaches of the Huon.  On Sunday inclement conditions threatened the return trip to Franklin, so an early start was made. However when the wind did get up it proved to be in a good quarter for sailing all the way up to Port Huon, when, it has to be admitted, engines were started. 

Thanks to Martin Riddle for organising this.  What a place we live in.