28 September
The Narrows to Gladstone
The Narrows. I'd pored over this bit of territory for a long time back home, imagining what it would be like. Here we were about to tackle it for real.
The variation between high and low tides in this
part of the world can exceed 5 meters. In
addition, the channel between Curtis Island and the mainland is both extremely
narrow and extremely shallow. So shallow
in fact that at low tide it dries for over six miles of its length and, in
parts, can be up to 2 meters above sea level.
Technically then, Curtis Island perhaps isn’t really an island at
all. The parts that dry are simply
absorbed into farmlands. The navigation charts show those sections coloured green, always a sign to stay clear. We treat green zones as pretty much the same as dry land. Much better to stay in the blue sections, where boats tend to stay afloat.
This morning, at high tide, we ran The Narrows
along with the six other boats that were anchored nearby. There was a flurry of activity on each boat
around 7.30am, with all of us lifting our anchors within a few minutes of each
other. I was happy to let some of the
other boats lead, particularly one with a deeper draft then me. By agreement we were all monitoring the same
VHF channel and the lead boat, a shallow drafted power boat, kept calling depths
to the rest of us. In the end we got
through without any problems, always having three quarters of a meter or more
of water under our keel. It made for an
absolutely delightful 90 minutes of motoring as we travelled through mangrove
forests and farmland. This is a piece of
Australia that almost no one sees, or even knows exists, and can only be accessed
by boat.
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The procession of seven boats through The Narrows. This is a section that dries at low tide. |
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Alert but not alarmed - we were less than a boat length off the shore in many places but it was a lot of fun |
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At low tide it must be incongruous to see this navigation mark sitting on dry land next to stock fencing |
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Just for fun - here's the chart plotter showing us crossing one of the smaller green patches along the route |
The Narrows brought us into Gladstone which, from
the water, is simply ugly. Coal loaders,
LNG terminals, aluminium smelters, a power station and other heavy industrial
centres run literally for miles along its waterfront. It’s incongruous that this could exist in the
Barrier Reef which, for the past four months, has shown me nothing but beauty. This is the reality of what makes Australia an affluent nation, hidden away from the view of most of the population.
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One of the LNG plants |
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A couple of coal ships |
We were in our anchorage before 10am, in a
protected piece of water surrounded by an island archipelago opposite Gladstone
Harbour. From there we could see the
full expanse of the industrial complex.
It actually became attractive by night once it all lit up. The day proved to be quite relaxing and a
useful break from the business of travel.
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Gladstone at night, from our anchorage |
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