Dad joined us for a motorsail up Cowan Creek and an overnight at Houseboat Bay this weekend. The morning was one of those with a magic dawn. The sun peeked over the ridges of Kuringai Chase and slowly dissolved the mist over the water. I tried, but failed to capture the atmosphere in a photo. Not sure whether any of Dad's photos did either, but at least he has the gift of turning it into a painting if he was so inclined. We were distracted however because, inevitably on a day like today, our thoughts kept returning to the Navigator.
