Saturday, November 3, 2016
We left lovely Lavender Bay early in the morning hoping to find a vacant mooring in Athol Bay (below the Sydney Zoo). We were in luck. Just two other boats and five moorings. The bay was peaceful and quiet, with the peace broken only by the occasional kookaburra outbursts. That changed a couple of hours later…
This was strange indeed. There were at least two boats with loads of fully dressed guys and one to three topless young ladies (not much in the way of bottoms either!). They appeared to be engaged in deep, serious conversations with the guys, mostly oblivious to the hoots, hollers and chants from the neighboring boats. What could they be talking about? Awkward!
Here are some pics from the chaos…
In a previous post, we lamented the broken promise of toplessness in the South Pacific (well, I did, actually). Who knew that Sydney would turn out to be the naked breast capitol of the South Pacific?
The evening ended (we thought) with the usual weekend fireworks display. Nope. The music went on ALL night! -Rich
