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The Rock-itt : November 2010
HOBART TO HOLLYWOOD Welcome back to our regular readers of “Hobart to Hollywood” and also to those of you who have joined us for the first time. In our last instalment we found “Sirocco was sailing along splendidly with a pod of porpoises frolicking at her bow. But when Rex Innes decided to put a harpoon into one of the harmless creatures, the Sirocco and her crews’ luck took a turn for the worst. As the sharp metal head of the harpoon pierced the skin then buried itself into the flesh of the porpoise, the sound of a loud bang shattered the air around Sirocco and a plume of black smoke snaked out of the hatch on deck above the engine room. Errol immediately shut the diesel down then scurried below to investigate. Reaching the engine room, he found it thick with black smoke and a strong acrid smell of diesel fumes. After a brief inspection he realised the worst. The engine had cracked one of her cylinders as well as damaged the oil pump. The extent of the damage was a major blow to their expectations of making Brisbane and as the diesel was of primary importance for docking. They would have to put into the closest port for repairs. Rex the so called perpetrator of their bad luck was looked upon somewhat with distain from the rest of the crew, especially Trelawney, who wore the face of “I told you so” for the next few days. Whether or not the omen which Rex had invited aboard had caused the damage to Sirocco’s diesel or it was out of sheer coincidence ,it was obvious Errol and the lads would definitely not make Brisbane as first thought so now a new strategy was planned. Errol checked the charts to find a suitable place where they could put in that would have the facilities to repair the damaged engine or bring parts up from the nearest major port. They decided that the Richmond river, about eighty miles south of Brisbane, would be the most suitable place to put in. They still had a good breeze in their sails and could keep the diesel shut down using it only in emergencies. Although the charts stated that there was a hazardous bar at the mouth and only a narrow passage of entry, the decision was made that their next stop would be Ballina. Errol wasn’t familiar with bars and next morning on their approach when Trelawny pointed it out, Errol was aghast. It seemed an enormous task to get in as three massive lines of crashing breakers lay between Sirocco and the entrance. They would have to watch carefully to pick out where the passage was that would allow them through the rough water at the bar. One of the warning beacons at Ballina breakwater