One of my first world problems is that I have so much
fishing gear that when it all comes out it takes me about an hour to pack it
up....so that’s what I spent the morning doing! While the boys are usually
really helpful packing up, we have discovered that when they have BFF to play with
and we are leaving we are better of letting them run riot and we just
potter...so we did!
We headed northwards again and set up at the 80 Mile Beach
Caravan Park. There is pretty much nothing for 200ks south and 350ks north but
in this isolated spot is a massive van park with around 1000 people camping
there. It was great as all of the sites were grass, keeping us of the sand and
red dust. We pulled in and set up for Easter
It was a bit weird as there were hundreds of van, tents and swags but you could count the number of people on one hand. Jack and I wondered over the dune and were completely amazed by the view we encountered. Bar the handful of people the other 1000 were spread out 5 – 10 m apart from each other fishing, as far as the eye could see. Figuring the tides must be right for fishing we packed up and followed the crowd!
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| Looking South |
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| Looking North |
Pretty soon we were donating bait to the threadfin and blue
salmon as people around us were pulling them in....grrr...this is starting to
get frustrating!!! As soon as the tide turned the beach started to empty out
and by 2pm there were only the frustrated fisherman left! We headed back empty
handed but I had spent a bit of time at the end quizzing some of the locals and
felt we were going to have more luck tomorrow!
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| Sambo's new nickname is Sanga All of the red dust and sand has infiltrated his blonde locks turning them a shade of ranga red! |
The rest of the afternoon was spent lazing around in the
shade, it was pretty tropical, but a nice breeze kept it cool! The boys made
baskets and signs for the Easter Bunny. I said they had better not get their
hopes up to high as its is pretty hard for him to carry to much gear to such an
isolated place!
The best part was that there weren’t any midges or mossies
so De and I could sit outside and have a few drinks while I whipped her but in
a game of Euchar before turning in for the night!
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