|Running goose-winged down from Jervis Bay, with 2 reefs in the main|
|The anchorage in East Boyd Bay. Well sheltered from southerly winds, particularly as we tucked close behind the crane barge.|
|Lovely clear water|
|We were pretty close to the crane!|
|On a walk over to the seaward side of the promontory and some stunning rock formations|
|The tower was built from Pyrmont sandstone, expensively transported by cart from Sydney|
|Can you imagine anyone today being crass enough to name a tower after themselves, with their name emblazoned across the top?|
Once a hunted whale was finally dispatched it would be towed into the bay and anchored for a few hours to let the orcas eat the huge tongue as their reward, leaving the blubber and bones for the whalers to process into valuable oil. Once Tom died, the other orcas didn't come back and the whaling industry declined pretty quickly. Boyd's great enterprise went bust, leaving Boydtown half-completed, and he left to try his luck, again unsuccessfully, in the goldfields of California.
Today East Boyd Bay has some apparently successful industry in the form of a logging mill and whose by-product, wood-chip, is loaded into huge bulk carriers for export to China.
|A mountain of wood chip is conveyed along the jetty to the ship|
The other jetty in this corner of the bay belongs to the Navy and is used to load ammunition onto ships. HMAS Anzac, a frigate, arrive here this morning.
|White Ensigns ahoy! Sofia (Royal Yacht Squadron, Cowes) and HMAS Anzac|