Due to the SE wind near the campsite four of us decided to head across the point to Mullalong beach where the wind should be in a kinder direction.
We took the rocky track across there (about 5km) and stood at the top of the hill looking down on the beautiful beach, full of hope. I think this must be the way fishermen feel eternally.
We slid down the sand hill to the beach. Coming back up was much harder work.
The shells were interesting with some variety.
There looked to be a rip section just past the rocks so Mike and Erica headed down there to try for salmon. Trev and Bob stayed on the beach pretty much where we came down and fished into a weed free spot there.
It was hard work trudging up and down the very soft sand of the beach, continually casting and winding in and rebaiting. The waves were very strong and it was hard to feel the nibbles due to the wave action. Unfortunately a couple of fish made a late escape (lessening our final total) after an accidental bucket spill into waves!
We returned to hear that Alan had got an excellent haul from our usual spot here and Rob had also caught a few from the beach right in front of the campsite! ….at least we will eat fish again tonight. 🐟🐠
Lunch was at just after 3 pm when we made it back to the campsite. Erica was lucky to get a quick scenic tour to Point Sir Isaac and to see the beautiful Seasick Bay for herself and a few rock parrots there.
Since the wind was blowing strongly we didn’t go back out to fish later as we had planned, but amused ourselves with chatting, music, sleeping and reading until tea time when we enjoyed a curry (containing the 1.5kg flathead caught by Rob earlier) with rice and naan bread. More wine was an essential addition.
More music followed (and more chat) before we turned in for the night at about 9:30pm.
Luvapuzzle 