The boys had decided that they were going fishing in the
morning, without Mum or Dad, so we had everything ready the night before and at
6:30 they ever so quietly headed off while De and I had a wonderful sleep in.
Around 8:30 they came back as they had run out of lines to use with one tangled,
one dehooked in a snag and the last one had lost it hook in Jacko’s 28cm bream!
Apparently Sam had caught another keeper but his brother had made him tighten
his drag so as not to lose him....causing his line to break....and he lost him.
I couldn’t help but think this bear a striking resemblance to when I lost a
135cm+ Barra while on a fishing trip with my brother JP!
The coolness of the night before quickly disappeared once
the sun reappeared as we readied ourself for an absolute scorcher. The auxillary
battery in the truck was struggling to keep the power up to the freezer so we
decided to go for a drive to the next landing, about 15 minutes up the dirt
track, to give it a bit of juice. Somehow between the truck and the water De
managed to twist her ankle and hit the deck like a bag of spuds. This landing
was different to Pritchard’s and very picturesque. The river was wider, maybe 40m
in total, and on the far side limestone cliffs climbed about 10m straight from
the water. De stayed in the water for a while but then retreated to the bank as
her ankle was hurting too much. The only problem was the poor thing got bitten by
a really nasty ant while she was lying on the grass!
We headed back to camp for lunch and a bit of quite time
before heading back to the river as the afternoon really heated up. After
sweating it out making dinner the day before De came up with the brilliant idea
of having tapas for dinner!
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| De desperately trying to catch a fish, any fish....to no avail! |
While the night before had really cooled down
tonight was like sleeping in a sauna (except unlike in Canberra this time it was on).
I regularly sleep on my stomach with one of my arms folded under the pillow –
not tonight – as it felt like my arm was in an hot oven! Around 4am it did manage
to cool of a little to the point where I was no longer sweating but it was a
long night!
We loved the Glenelg but with more heat on the way we decided we should head to the beach tomorrow.
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