Catching Dinner...or trying to!

 

 

Monday 14th July

 

After a morning of organising camp and with Simon’s catchphrase ringing in our ears ‘Everything must have a home,’ we set off with the boat on the roof to sample some of Broome’s fishing. Launching from Gantheaume Point (or car park beach) was easy, and with the lures out it wasn’t long before something was tempted. Although Simon had his heart set on a Spanish Mackerel I had my doubts about whether 4 people in a 3.8m tinny could really all stay afloat with a thrashing beast like that!

 

Jacob caught a decent sized Queen fish, which Simon reeled and attempted to kill. Going against all of my advice he dipped the fish back in the ocean to clean it and it made a miraculous recovery and swam away! This gives a whole new meaning to catch and release! I spent the 3 hours on the boat watching for eyes in the ocean, every bubble was a croc surfacing, and Logan looked just as uncomfortable as I did. Needless to say we didn’t have fish for dinner, but sat around the communal fire pit and caught up with some of the grey nomads at camp.