Pirates Bay & Deep Glen Bay Cave

Breakfast at Chinamans Bay

After leaving Lagoon Bay we set of for our camp site in Marion Bay. I was concerned that the narrow entrance to Marion Bay would be difficult. Remarkably the swell dropped and though it was dark we crossed the barway and set up camp in Chinaman's Bay. Next morning was overcast but we were in sheltered waters now.

 Micks' breakfast

There was little wood to start a fire so we had a quick, cold breakfast. Today we would paddle up through the Dunalley canal, then round to Eaglehawk Neck.

 Towing Mick

In Blackman Bay the double hoisted sails and linked up with Mick (he had lost his sail in the cave). We made good time cruising up towards the canal. Mick eventually decided to paddle to keep warm.

Dunalley wharf

Nearing the canal we checked out the wharf and fishing boats tied up near the fish processing factory. We were about to enter the Dunalley canal, fortunately the tide was with us.

Dunalley canal bridge

When the Reverend Fairey (probably Tasmania's first sea canoeist) paddled here in his Rob Roy canoe in the 1880's, the canal hadn't been built. He got the local school students to carry his boat across the narrow isthmus.

 Mick with sails up

Leaving the canal behind we turned, put up our sails again (we lent Mick one of our sails) and set off for Eaglehawk Neck. It was luxury being able to sit back in calm conditions, sun warming our backs knowing that we were in calm seas.

Grant in the double

The wind had freshened and we passed Chronicle point under sail. We stoped for a quick snack for lunch without getting out of our kayaks. I got Mick to get a spare video battery from the front hatch, something that is normally impossible in rough seas.

 Mick looking at Oysters

Near Eaglehawk Bay we stopped to have a look at the many rows of black plastic buoys that were floating nearby. The buoys were part of a thriving aquaculture industry in the region.

 Suspenede racks of oysters

Beneath the surface we could see racks of oysters suspended from the rows of buoys. These oysters would in time be sent to the markets in Sydney and as far as Japan.

 Mick cruising to the finish

As we paddled quietly in the still waters, we reflected on the weekend trip. Massive waves and drama in Deep Glen Bay cave, freezing cold weather, the big swells along the cliffs and the peace of todays' paddle. We would have to return to get the spectacular video inside the cave.

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