We were given a prime spot in Venus Bay, and parked by the ocean. Then we walked down to the pier. One guy at the very end was catching Salmon, Tommy's, and whiting. The sun was shining, and although strong winds where forecast for later it was perfect when Ian fetched his rods and went fishing. He did catch a tiddler, but rest was weed.. we went to Port kenny for some grog, and had a drink on the pub
The woman behind the bar was a dog groomer and owned 4 salons, but she had no idea what type of dog Frankie was. She thought he was a bitsa. She took a photograph to put on the pubs web page. Ian was talking to a guy who was an abalone diver. As his father had been before him. Fish and chips tonight from the CP. Whiting for me Fish basket for Ian. Crap TV reception, and strong winds tonight.Read more