At anchor off Charlestown we sat through a furious tropical downpour, one of those times you wished you could collect freshwater.

Next thing you know we have a little visitor. Must have been hunting insects over the water and we were the closest shelter.

Very timid but we carefully built a tent over the top with a towel as it seemed to be shivering and very wet.

Stayed in there for about an hour then became active and scuttled onto a chair where we left it. Gone the next morning – hope it got lots of mossies.