They should all be like that.
The only thing wrong with the entire weekend was that I never got onto a motorcycle. On the other hand I had a great time with friends and that is bloody fantastic.
On Friday just after lunch, Cindy and I piled into Carl’s Toyota Surf and the three of us set off with sleeping bags and fishing gear. My MP3 player broadcast excellent music through a little transmitter to the car radio, which meant that we did not need to listen to Carls Style Council CD.
In Albany we set up in a couple of chalets, Carl & I in one, Cindy in t’other, then went fishing on the seawall and on the wharf at Emu point. The night fishing on the wharf was more successful than earlier in the evening, and we had enough legal sized, though small fish for a meal or two. A few were thrown back, and one was snatched by a pelican, who was in turn caught and had to be freed. The Most Unusual Catch award went to Cindy, who pulled in a mudflap as well as the pelican. However I had the largest catch when one prodigious cast sent my tackle flying across the marina to land in a motor yacht on the other side. The end one in the picture below. Sadly, I was unable to haul it in.
Back at the Chalet I found a small gecko, slow and torpid because of the cold. He should have been hibernating somewhere. He clearly liked the warmth of my palm. Once he had figured out he was not about to be eaten, he was most relaxed and casual about being held. In fact he did not want to be dislodged. But I had to let him go. I am not yet licensed and besides, I could not be sure I could keep him safe.
Saturday morning found us in Two Peoples Bay, on Little Beach. .
What a beautiful spot. Never mind that we pulled only a few small fish. There were whales sporting in the bay! We watched a mother and calf Southern Right for a while, and a few others were further out. On the way out we saw an Echidna.
Later we tried our luck near the bridge across the Kalgan river. More small fish. More pelicans. We had a late BBQ lunch and set off home late in the afternoon.
On Sunday Cindy, Carl, Rachael, Kane and the boys came round for the great marmalade making session combined with a barbecue on my front lawn. Carl brought his Webber bbq, and cooked outside. We played cricket with Kane and the kids. We peeled sliced and chopped oranges and lemons, cooked them, and bottled the marmalade. A rousingly good day again. and there is still enough oranges and lemons left to do it all over again. Perhaps I shall juice some and make some lemon curd too.
Wildlife Score: Whales, Echidna, fish, pelicans, gecko, ‘roo,