Yesterday at ten o'clock we were sitting in a group on the wharf having tea and biscuits for smoko. A young couple approached us and introduced themselves in Dutch accents as Mark and Judith. Mark told us he is a history teacher from Holland, and that they are making a video of their journey through Australia. He asked if he could interview someone about the ship and its history. Eight tar-smeared fingers pointed to me. I stood in front of Mark's camera and told the story of the original Duyfken, the building of the replica, and then of the voyage we have been doing in her, including highlights such as landing at the Pennefather River. I finished by telling Mark that the ship is not full for the voyage to Townsville and that he could join the crew if he wanted. The camera dropped from his face and his eyes went big and round. 'Are you serious?' I put on a serious expression. 'Absolutely.' 'Both of us?' 'Of course.' Mark and Judith had a short conference in rapid Dutch. 'Who do we pay? Where do we sign?' So for departure today, along with six Queenslanders, we have two enthusiastic voyage-crew members with accents appropriate to the vessel. We have had no Dutch crew sail on Duyfken since Peter left us in Banda. A crowd of locals gathers on the wharf to watch us prepare the ship for sea. They watch as we pack up the museum gear and drag the inflatable dinghy and outboard engine from their hiding place in the heads (toilet) out onto the deck. Aluminium watertight hatches are bolted over the deck openings. The radar and radio antenae are installed on the stern. New navigation gear is swapped for old. There is a lot of stuff to pack up. 'Are we ready to sail?' I ask Andrea. 'Um...' she replies. 'We'll sort the rest out going down the channel.' As we leave the wharf Andrea takes responsibility for leading the crew in Three Cheers for Cairns. This is usually Gary's department, but he is taking some holidays during this leg, leaving Andrea to crack the whip while he is away. We set sail and pass close by the wharf where the crowd is waiting. They cheer as we approach and we pass close enough to hear the clicking of dozens of cameras. I find Robbie's face in the crowd and wave to him. He waves back. The ship's eccentric artist has signed off Duyfken to go back to Perth and start making art. Robbie's wild smile and offbeat views on absolutely everything will be missed on board. 'Eccentric artist' is a bit of a cliche isn't it? I wonder what a concentric artist would be like. Nothing like our Robbie, that's for sure.