It was cold and damp as we left the dock at the Royal Yacht Club ofTasmania. At 0600 it was still dark; dawn was still an hour away. Wehad over 20 miles to travel down the Derwent River and out into StormBay to the waypoint (43-14S, 147-33E) where we planned to meetShuten-doji II.
By the first light of dawn we could see the weather was about to get a lot worse. A cold front was on the way. The wind was increasing from the south west. It was raining hard and visibility was down to less than a mile. This definitely was not weather to be venturing into Storm Bay - one of the roughest pieces of water in a windy part of the world.
We stayed in the lee of Bruny Island on the western side of Storm Bay for as long as we could. When we were due west of the waypoint we left the shelter of the coast. You had telephoned from Japan to say the Minoru was about 15 miles south of us at 0700 (Tasmanian time).
By now it was blowing 25 to 30 knots from the south south west and the seas were making. Our 7 metre twin engined tri-hulled dive boat was just about handling the conditions which were far from comfortable. Visibility had improved to about 3 miles but the sea and wind conditions were getting worse.
Just as we got to our waypoint, Minoru called on the sat-phone to say he was some 6 miles further south east (43-20S, 147-38E). This was not good news. In strong or gale-force south westerlies, the east side of Storm Bay anywhere near the steep dolerite cliffs of Tasman Peninsula can be very rough indeed - much too rough for our little dive boat. Nevertheless, we pressed on south east.
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We had several more calls from Minoru on his satellite phone. With his engine out of action, he did not have sufficient power in his batteries to use his VHF radio.
Then we saw Shuten-doji II a mile to our south. The next time Minoru rang, we told him we had him in sight. Something was lost in the translation. Minoru was below trying to give us his new position while I am trying to tell him to go on deck so that he could see us.It wasn't until we had passed 25 metres from his stern that he finally realised we were there.Then there were greeting salutes across the gap between us. The sea was too rough to safely get close enough to have a proper conversation. Indeed, at one point our little boat all but capsized.Unfortunately these are not good conditions for photography, which is why the attached pictures are not of a very high quality. I am sorry about that. They are the best that were possible.
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