Bit of a slower day today, taking a long walk in the morning around the foreshore and finding the inevitable cafe on the headland. From the lookout we could see some 30 odd coal ships 'swinging-at-picks' as they wait to come into the port of Gladstone and fill from some of those many trains we say the other day. Judy decided that she wanted fish and chips for lunch so I went back to the chippy next to the cafe, unfortunately the chips were just a sodden blob of oily potato preserved in salt and the fish, a nice looking sweet-lip, was overcooked to oblivion.
We took the opportunity in the afternoon to take the car to the car wash and scrub it up somewhat, now the van looks even more putrid that it did before, that layer of red dust transformed to mud by the three days; drizzle is just clinging on.
Ended the day on the wharf at the Boyne Island boat ramp where Judy finally snagged a small flounder after a few hours and given that the tide had turned an hour ago and the sun had been replaces by the moon and stars, we called it quits.
A snap, yes i took some photos
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