Lost at the Beach

    Boys went out early and got yabbies to use for bait, in what was going to be their fishing for whiting extravaganza. They came back home to pick me up and we decided to swim first at the best beach (notice how I never mention it by name) and then fish later. But the beach was too nice to leave, so the guys decided to try their luck there. David was very persistent, and his bait was also very persistent in falling off/getting nibbled off the line.

    Fishing on a Friday - the last day of the visit.

    Then we jumped under the outdoor shower and headed to the pub, which thoughtfully gave us all coolers with our stubbies of Vic. and sat in the sun. It was all almost too good. A lovely day to finish the visit. Noosa tomorrow.


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