Whilst sailing at Lake Cootharaba on 6th Sept i hit a piece of
metal framework that is going to do some damage if you hit
it at planing speeds, i had just come off the plane and hit it.
It stopped me dead,i tried to shift it but it was stuck fast.
With the lake being shallow at the moment it is right on the surface
and covered by any chop so will be difficult to see.
Very surprised it has not been hit already as it is right where
we all sail.
Should send your marks to maritime safety qld & the sailing club so they can remove or mark it, not good if it kills someone or destroys a board or boat.
Please keep us updated if you can on this, pretty sure the LCSC would try and fix it. There is as a pole just sticking out of the water near the old rangers hut.
We finally found the "object" today. It was fairly calm this morning so I went out in a motor boat with a guy (Adam) from the sailing club with my GPS and went straight to it. In fact we didn't see it but were on the co-ordinates (taken from Ploppy's GPS tracks) and clunk, we hit it with the motor. Adam tied a rope & we pulled it on board. It was one of those Telstra guards they put around the holes when they do work on their phone lines in the ground. It was stuck in the mud (on it's end) probably washed out in the lake during the heavy rain.
I am glad it is gone before someone hit it and did goodness knows how much damage (a couple of yachts hit it on the weekend).
After that the wind came up to a nice gentle breeze so out I went and had a great sail knowing I could sail anywhere without hitting anything.
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Well done Jeff.
I would hate to hit that at speed. It is way bigger than I expected.
Great work Jeff and pics too! Any chance you can team up with Adam and drop a buoy at the gravel bank?
Nice work Jeff. Did you check to see if the Telstra worker had finished his job before you took his safety rail away.
A Stone in the Road
There is a story told of a king who lived long ago in a country across the sea. He was a very wise king, and spared no effort to teach his people good habits. Often he did things which seemed to them strange and useless; but all that he did, he did to teach his people to be industrious and careful."Nothing good can come to a nation," he said, "whose people complain and expect others to fix their problems for them. Good things from life come to those who take matters into their hands".One night, while everyone else slept, he placed a large stone in the road that led past the palace. Then he hid behind a hedge, and waited to see what would happen. First came a farmer with his wagon heavily loaded with grain, which he was taking to the mill to be ground. "Well, whoever saw such carelessness?" he said crossly, as he turned his team and drove around the stone."Why don't these lazy people have that rock taken from the road?" And so he went on complaining of the uselessness of others, but not touching the stone himself. Soon afterward, a young soldier came singing along the road. The long plume of his cap waved in the breeze, and a bright sword hung at his side. He was thinking of the wonderful bravery he would show in the war. The soldier did not see the stone, but struck his foot against it and went sprawling in the dust. He rose to his feet, shook the dust from his clothes, picked up his sword, and stormed angrily about the lazy people who had no more sense than to leave such a huge rock in the road. Then he, too, walked away, not once thinking that he might move it himself. So the day passed. Everyone who came by complained and whined because the stone lay in the road, but no one touched it.
At last, just at nightfall, the miller's daughter came past. She was a hard-working girl, and was very tired, because she had been busy since early morning at the mill. But she said to herself,"It is almost dark. Somebody may fall over this stone in the night, and perhaps he could be badly hurt. I will move it out of the way."So she tugged at the heavy stone. It was hard to move, but she pulled and pulled, and pushed, and lifted until at last she moved it from its place. To her surprise, she found a box underneath. She lifted the box. It was heavy, for it was filled with something. Upon it was written: “This box belongs to the one who moved the stone.”
She opened the lid, and found it was full of gold! The miller's daughter went home with a happy heart.
When the farmer and the soldier and all the others heard what had happened, they gathered around the spot in the road where the stone had been. They scratched at the dust with their feet, hoping to turn up a piece of gold.
"My friends," said the king, "We often find obstacles and burdens in our way. We may complain out loud while we walk around them if we choose, or we can lift them and find out what they mean. Disappointment is usually the price of laziness." Then the wise king mounted his horse and, with a polite, "Good evening," rode away.
Well done mate. Good job.
Dag, perfect!
Iam disappointed that the club did not do something about this sooner. I posted a link to this thread on their Facebook page weeks ago. Jeffrosail your a legend!
I will buy you a beer next time I'm up!
Is anyone else asking how the hell that got out there in the first place? Or is it just me?
Greatly appreciate the removal though!
