Absolutely windless motoring for a good part of the day, made for a perfect day of whale-watching through Hervey Bay, except for we didn't see any whales. Not a one! But we did see lots of dugongs, lolling around on the surface and lazily rolling out of our way as we passed them.
By mid-afternoon we were sailing along under our big Gennaker headsail, and covering serious distance. Unfortunately, not quite enough distance, as we arrived at the entrance to Bundaberg's river just after dark. And I mean dark. Pitch black dark with not a skerrick of moonlight.
In the morning, we discovered that we were right next to the fuel dock, which was handy because I wanted to top up the tanks.
Bundaberg's Marina is quite nice, with good facilities, (and the BEST co-op fish shop) but quite a way out of town. We knew we were staying for awhile to wait out a few days of nasty strong wind warnings. So, happy enough to be tied up securely.
We filled the tanks from our Jerry cans as we didn't feel the need to deal with the wind to move to the bowsers, when we could just take a few steps to fill the jerries.
So we spent a pleasant week or so in Bundy, socialising with various crew from other cruising yachts who were all biding their time waiting for the wind to abate a little.