I left the friendly, very civilized pearl farm early morning 7am.

Thanks to Bear and crew for hosting me!!!

The guys went out on a boat to do the pearling job, and I took some pictures.

Plenty of lines with the shell cages hanging down were visible in the whole bay – what a job to pull them all up one after another either to harvest the pearls or to insert a new core or just to check on them…

The paddle up Bowen Strait was little affected by the tide, although it was supposed to be against me. I supply barge was passing by, and I made good progress towards Danger Point, which was a real beauty of a rocky and sandy cape! But my destination for the night was Smith Point, where I was first landing on a coral beach with an ugly dumper, but decided the spot was not nice enough. I launched again to paddle 200m further up to the Cape, and landed on a nice sandy spot. I almost expected some visitors at night, as there were lots o wheel tracks and footprints, but no one came besides quite a big plane staring from the nearby airstrip.

Text message from Freya via satellite phone:

11.07 132.08 Smith Point.  7:00 am to 6:00 pm, 60km. I went on a fish & wild pig hunt and then chased crocs & wild horses by 4-wheel drive  with the guys from the pearl farm last night.