A weekend of sunshine, and a welcome break for lockdown Aucklanders! In our sleepy little coastal village, it seems the best kept secret was shared with half of Auckland.
While the media is announcing border breaches the Auckland humans flocked to the beaches……
Wind back! Trudi and I decided that home jobs could go on the back burner, and a quiet fishing expedition in the estuary was just what the doctor ordered! We donned our shorts, bared the winter lily white legs, packed some snacks, dusted off the fishing rods (and Dan rigged them) and set off on foot (as one is permitted to do) to snag the hungry fish swimming in on the incoming tide! It certainly was a Thelma and Louise moment and one not captured on film as all hands were full!
But wait….cars and humans were arriving in hordes, having well and truly planned their beach day before the locals emerged! So 11am is not a time for the early bird!
Needless to say, we hauled ourselves and our equipment to a secluded point on the estuary!
The other side of the river was like grand central station, as all the visitors parked at the bridge and took their families and dogs for some outdoor exercise…fine….. until an oyster cracking, gum booted, swandried group (at least 10 of them) decided to stop directly opposite us and yell and scream and bang on rocks for about an hour! So much for a peaceful lockdown adventure!
Meanwhile on the Southside, Jaxon, Steph and , Tyler Russell had come for their morning walk…and sat the 6meters away up on the sand bank allowing us a long awaited glimpse of Tyler’s first day at the beach!
Photo sent by Jax, we weren’t allowed to get this close! Not daunted by the sand or anything he could put in his mouth, this gorgeous boy is a chip off the old block!
Trudi sitting on the bank enjoying the sun, about 20meters downstream…which was not because we need to social distance, but to ensure we didn’t tangle each other’s lines.
So I guess you are waiting to hear how many fish we caught? Ha, the million dollar question. Not quite the result we’d hoped for…We caught the rocks on the other side as our casting skills surprised even us! Then after about three hours we caught a chill…a nasty wind (westerly) picked up and swooped down the river…catching two scantily clad fisher gals!
Dan had made a brief visit and decided it was too cool, and a couple of the locals, clad in jeans and puffer jackets had stopped by for a social distance chat! Time to pack up, cut our losses, leave a little tackle in the rocks and head back to our house to catch the last of the sunshine rays on our sheltered deck!
Hot bath and…..Lamb chops for dinner!
All who wander are not Lost girls 