When the wind blows

The cradle, house, doors, windows, trees and I will rock. As predicted, the wind has whipped up. We measured sustained winds over 40 knots with gusts over 50. Our trusty wind gauge shows it.

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No true damage, small branches down, except the garden has suffered from the wind and salt water that has sprayed it. Unfortunately for the garden, these winds are here until at least next Thursday! I’ll keep rinsing and propping and protecting my fragile seedlings.

So we worked on indoor projects, food, fiber and woodworking. The double bed frame is almost complete. We have to test how close we want the slats for the foam mattress. It’s always interesting when two control freaks work together on a project, but we ultimately jelled and did good work together.

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On the food front, I tried two experiments and they both worked. I wanted to see if I could make yogurt from the probiotic supplement, Culturelle. I recommend it to my patients all the time as a great source of lactobacillus acidopholus, also found in yogurt, so I thought why not. A quick Google search showed that it might be possible. I made it the same way I make yogurt from starter (which is just 1/3 cup yogurt). I boiled water, added the milk powder (delicious whole milk powder is readily available and inexpensive in Australia, why not in the United States?) and let it cool to 115 degrees f. Then I opened one Culturelle capsule and tapped it in. I preheated a wide mouth thermos with boiling water, emptied it and added the warm milk – probiotic mixture and let it sit overnight.

I only tested it with two cups of milk, which I don’t think was enough to keep warm in the large thermos and although the flavor was good, it wasn’t firm. So I used some for a cucumber salad and saved 1/3 cup to do it again with a liter. It worked and is delicious. Plus one capsule costs less than a dollar so it may be economical too. I’ll try to use it again as a starter in a couple of days.

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Next I made potato chips in the microwave. I have a gadget at home, thin mandolin and silicon baking tray, but alas it’s 16,418 km away! And Tim was out of chips. So I pared thin slices of potato salted them and placed them on a tray with ridges. And nuked them until they were lightly brown and crisp in two minute intervals. I checked the in between and turned them once. They were crisp, salty and delicious. Next time, I’ll try a little vinegar too.

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Somehow, I have managed to knit, weave and spin with very little accessories. My shetland lace shawl is more than a yard long and past the halfway point.
20150507-073744.jpgI’m enjoying spinning cotton on the little charkha book loom and have used my cotton yarn in inkle and tablet weaving projects.

Just trying to stay warm until the wind stops blowing. Waves were crashing at least 100 feet up the cliffs, not really captured in this photo. And yet, another pretty sunset.

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Our gate stopped squeaking

Many visitors come up to the caretaker’s house on Deal Island – to say hello, ask us how we got here, ask about weather reports, walks, fishing. They are announced by our squeaky gate. We don’t have a doorbell but when the gate squeaks, we are forewarned. I don’t believe anyone has oiled it since we were here four years ago and I don’t plan to either.

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It won’t be squeaking for at least the next week. Today the wind has gusted to almost 70 knots and similar weather is forecast for the next week. The wind whistles through the house. When we came back from checking the rainfall this morning, my vision was weird. My eyeballs were reacting to bp being pummeled in my head and showed me a central, spinning fan-like image.

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Today was rainy and windy. The rain should let up but we can expect gale force winds for the next week. We could watch the pressure fall on the barometer in the radio room. Our anemometer showed sustained wind of 40 knots with gusts to 50. There was a time when I was mildly obsessed with the Beaufort Scale. We have force 6 – 8 winds, walking is extremely difficult. No mention of eyeballs vibrating.

The wind did something to this feather unless there’s a curly raven species.

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This was all preceded by another lovely sunset. So much for, “Red sky at night, sailor’s delight”.

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Gales keep the visitor count down and the fence quiet.

Projects

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When James arrived last week in the Strait Lady, in addition to the tomatoes and other goodies, he gave us a double foam mattress and said Wayne, the Ranger, would like us to build a bed for it. Well it fit perfectly in the Ute, so I figure if people want to sleep under the stars, we’re done.

I’ve been working on reducing the rabbit population in the compound. The males dig holes all over the grass and entice the females with a small hill of poo. Lovely. I was a true hunter gatherer. We had rabbit cacciatore for dinner.
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Tim wasn’t really a fan, especially since he kept calling it bunny.

We made some repairs down at the jetty today and then had a little photo shoot in our official Deal Island shirts. Pretty snazzy.

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Tim raked ten loads of highly flammable she oak needles out if the compound while I continued to plug gaps in the compound fence. We’re finally alone and seem to get a lot more done.

Then there’s always a sunset.

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Securing the compound

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The caretaker’s cottage on Deal Island is surrounded by two layers of fence. The inner fence surrounds the two houses.

The outer fence’s circumference is about a mile long and has many gaps, which allow rabbits, possum and apparently penguins in.
How do I know this? I have closed gaps in about a half of the fence and set snares to trap rabbits, which overrun both the outer and sometimes inner compounds.

My count so far is 3 rabbits (cacciatore and polenta tonight), one possum and one penguin, both of which were released unharmed. You can imagine the rest.

When I finished I headed down to the jetty. I had considered s swim but the sun was setting and it was glorious, but cool.

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Sunrise, sunset

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Happens every day. I happened to see both today and they were beautiful. We helped the worker bees, from Friends of Deal Island, offload today as the sun rose. It seems there are rarely midday departures and arrivals here. The bees completed a remarkable amount of tasks while they were here. They cleared sea spurge from the banks of East Cove and Garden Cove, attacked ragwort at Winter Cove, and installed at least a quarter mile of new fence. And swam every day but one!

We took a breath. Alone at last. We’ve had at least 232 visitors since we arrived in March. We hadn’t seen any boats since the workers arrived two weeks ago.

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But alas, it wasn’t meant to be.

We spent the day clearing causarina needles and ti tree leaves from the lighthouse road’s culverts and gutters. This day completed two miles of cleared road. We’re done. Tim did more than me, but I spent at least four days doing it. To celebrate, we had a picnic lunch at the lighthouse.

When we returned to the compound, a sailboat was just dropping anchor in East Cove. Ah well. It was a nice day.

Today began with a minor victory. I went out to check the rainfall and the solar battery status. I saw the lone baby wallaby who has still been in the compound near a gate. I seized the moment, not the wallaby, by opening the gate. I had to run with him along the fence line several times before he saw the opening and hopped out. We are now wallaby free. I am working on the rabbits with snares. So far I have only trapped a baby possum. Nasty teeth, soft fur, but I released him.

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Party time

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It was Tim’s birthday so we had another party.

I gave him two gifts I made on the island, a handspun, and some hand dyed, tablet woven eyeglass case with a pair of sunglasses.

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And a backstrap woven inkle band fir a key chain. These were both learning projects. I learned a lot and he got a gift. The sunglasses were my used ones but his weren’t comfortable. I also brought a new Timex watch for him because his broke just before we left home. He’s been doing fine with a sub though.

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I made a batch of ice cream from the Friends of Deal Island Lighthouse cookbook that was good. I used evaporated milk, milk powder, yogurt, honey and vanilla. You whip it together, freeze it for a bit then really whip it. I decided to add some strawberry jam at the second step. This accompanied a peach upside down cake.

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I invited the worker bees over and we had a party with hip, hip hoorahs.

All tied up

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I can spin cotton yarn on my charkha loom.

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It’s a magical process as the thread draws out of the handful of cotton. That little oil can holds lanolin, sold in large cans as a lubricant. Now I am trying to gather enough for a weaving project. I ply (twist to yarns together) on my drop spindle.

Tablet weaving is progressing swimmingly. That’s where I use cards with 4 holes in them as my loom. I have been wearing my new belt for several weeks.

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I found a zinc washer to work as a buckle and my pants haven’t fallen down yet. I tie my backstrap loom to the crank on the hoist clothes line. The spinning clothes line was invented in Australia and it’s a marvel. On windy days, it twirls with the wind and clothes dry in an hour!

I am working on a second strap – belt, camera strap – with the cards, in wool. Pretty.

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I have also figured out how to inkle weave on a backstrap loom thanks to a fabulous website, published by an Australian woman who lives and weaves in Bolivia.

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This ties me to the coffee table leg. I also turn the table on its side and use it as a warping board to measure and organize the warp threads.

Ravelry then put me in touch with another Australian woman who has lived and traveled in Asia to study weaving techniques. And, she’s teaching a course in October in the States, and I’m attending!

So much to do, so little time.

Tim corralled me for the road gang yesterday, gang of me and him, to clear the ditches and culverts on the lighthouse road. It brought back physical memories of the last time we did it. He’s been on his own there for a while so it’s time for me to chip in. I think I cleared 100 yards an hour. Hoo boy.

And my garden grows. Maybe, just maybe, we’re at the end of the tomatoes. I cooked up another batch of sauce a couple of days ago and had soup yesterday.

We are eating arugula, silverbeet, green beans, radishes, beets and carrots. Broccoli and cabbage is coming along but not quite ready to harvest. I seem to be winning my battle with the aphids and rats.

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These are some of my hopefuls. I have planted cauliflower , broccoli, cabbage, spinach, carrots, green beans, peas, broad beans, beets, and lettuce. Oh yes, and…TOMATOES! I just hope the little seedlings take hold. Beans are doing well, just like Jack and the Beanstalk. The others are slower.

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And here’s where I get to prepare our delicious meals. Nice view!

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A different point of view

Sunday was the day of rest for the weedies so we took a six hour bushbash, and what a bash it was. I have the scratches on my forearms from crashing through the underbrush, and a bruised ego due to my s l o w descents on open rock, to prove it.

It was fabulous because it took us to a part of the island we didn’t get to last time, largely because the bush was thick we thought it impassable. Apparently, it wasn’t.

We saw the compound from the northeast.
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Three cairns, if you count one with about five rocks in it, but definitely manmade.

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A sea eagle’s nest spilling from the cliff face. It must have been at least six feet tall.

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We lunched at the base of the elusive pulpit rock. It was a perfect day.
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From sea level, we just “popped up” the hill, through the brush, “popped along the ridge”, through said brush, to another hill, then descended along a slip sliding rock dirt slope. I wasn’t pretty.

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But the views were stunning, the company fun and the swim in Garden Cove at the end was outstanding.

Me and my Ute

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I mowed the airstrip the other day with the little Daihatsu Ute and a tow behind mower. Airstrip is a bit of a stretch. It is a relatively flat area, which has been used in the past as an airstrip but us primarily a wallaby feeding ground these days.

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Then today, we had a phone call from someone who wanted to land here. We couldn’t authorize it and advised them to contact Tasmania Parks and Wildlife. We never heard anything but a small plane buzzed us today. It circled twice and gave us a wing tilt, then left.

I’ve been pulling sea spurge, an invasive plant, with the weedies who are here working. Yesterday we worked our way up a steep hill. It was sunny and hot so we had a nice swim before lunch in East Cove. Lovely.

Yesterday’s sunset was outstanding.

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Even on reflection.

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My stout is stout

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It’s time. My batch of stout has fermented and carbonated so we cracked one open last night. It’s no match for Guinness but it was good. It had a little foamy head and a pretty good taste. I think something other than white sugar might have given it more of a caramel flavor.

We had a day and a half of isolation but now we’re full again. A group of seven working bees from Friends of Deal Island are here for a couple of weeks. Their main goal will be to continue to eradicate invasive plants.

We brought the Ute and trailer down to the jetty to haul their gear and food up the hill. We had to scatter a gaggle of Cape Barren Geese on the way down.

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While we waited on the beach for our visitors to arrive, I encountered this dog face rock on the beach.

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And a couple of wallabies drinking from a tidal pool.

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A lovely yawl anchored in East Cove after at least 30 minutes of trying, and a group of sea kayakers, associated with the Westminster School in Adelaide, came ashore as we were heading up the hill. Company!
We have heard not too many people on the mainland are aware there are islands, some even inhabited by more than two caretakers, in the Bass Strait. This group was asked if they would sleep in their kayaks at night!

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