As Dorothy (wizard of Oz) says if you wish for something hard enough – dreams will come true….
A plan to was in place, early in the week, to spend Saturday on the water…
While the COVID propaganda and updates and lockdown proposals plagued us all week, it was a welcome break to forget the plan for five million, pack a picnic, fire up the engine and let the boat know we still loved it!
George had kindly agreed to fur baby sit, and Trudi, Dan, Lex and I took to the ocean, along with the other escapees who had also decided some freedom was in order.
A bluebird day welcomed us, and we got in the water before the other hoards of Riverhaven lockouts arrived to dust off their boats.
At this time of the year less is more, we didn’t need to go far before the fish were biting, drifting in the channels only a couple of kilometres from the shore, no anchor needed as the sea was like glass and the wind factor zero!
A bin full of fish, early afternoon we headed back in, however not enough water to get up the channel, so all the fish were filleted at sea as we floated around for half an hour to wait for the tide to creep in.
Again we made it back before the hoards, only to find one tractor working…and the jockey wheel on the trailer snapped off. Number eight wire, wooden blocks propped up the boat, while we scrubbed and washed in the port, loaded the Ute, and escaped to our haven down the road. Done and dusted by 3pm, with our first feed of fresh fish in months!
After a busy work week, a day of sunshine, sea and fishing was just what the doctor ordered!
All who wander are not Lost girls 