Caravan park day meant we were up and gone in record time.
The only problem is that with about 30ks to Streaky Bay I wasn’t 100% sure we
would have enough fuel to get there! With about 10kms to go the fuel gauge
moved to the last marker and the fuel light started to flash. My last
experience was that we got 17kms before I ran out of fuel, but that was without
a fully loaded van, canopy and a boat. De and I were pretty silent for the last
5kms or so but we made it with at least 2 litres to to spare..easy!
We are only a couple of days away from our trip across the
Nullarbor so we spent the morning stocking up on food and other essentials, that
come in cardboard boxes and cans. In our favourite travel guide, Are We There
Yet, they stuck their head in the mouth of a great white shark, so we visited the
road house where said shark is located and ticked that one of the list.
By 10
we were checked in at the caravan park and as we had called ahead to book in,
for the first time on the trip, we had managed to get a waterfront site!! Streaky
Bay is one of the prettiest towns on the coast and our site was one of the best
in town!
Before long the boys and I had Rufus in the water and we
were throwing our drop nets out of the boat. The wind was blowing about 25
knots but I was determined to catch something significantly edible! We had been
told to head ‘in that direction’ and with no greater knowledge that that we put
the nets out and 10 minutes later they all came back in empty!!! Ahhhh! We moved
a bit further along and tried our luck again. 15 minutes later we had managed
to get one, a blue swimmer crab. The claws, while virtually useless on land,
are bloooody long making them resemble something from an Edward Scissor Hands
movie! There were a couple of boats moving about nearby so we threw them out
again a bit closer to them and managed to get two more in our final run before
lunch. With a reasonable catch in the boat, at least enough for an entree, we headed
back across the bay for lunch.
I had wanted to have my Coffin Bay oysters last night but
didn’t have a cold beer so left them for today and while they were bloody good
I honestly thought that the Cowell oysters were bigger, fatter, saltier and
easier to shuck as the shells were thicker.
The breeze has blown up a bit but we headed back out and
after another hour and a half the swell was starting to make it difficult to
pick the pots up so we headed back in, with 7 more tasty morsels in our possession,
making 10 in total. While I love playing the hunter gatherer, four hours later
after cooking and cleaning the crab and then cooking the spaghetti and sauce to
go along with them I was ready to call it quits!
We had a great meal and the company was even better looking
out over the bay. I had to pinch myself!
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