Well, as usual, I use the term "fishing" loosely, more to describe a best-case scenario rather than reality. Karla snagged a couple of crabs, but I caught zip. Still, it was a fabulous afternoon and it is always great to spend time with Karla, my "mooiste mooi!".
Karin was at home with Eugene, who is running a fever. I reckon the running around in the rain at footy on Friday was the cause.
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| Easily my favorite photo of Karla ever. My groot prinses X! |
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Putting some bait on the hook of her hand-line.
I was amazed she was not worried about handling the squid. |
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| Love this pic. |
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| My hart pyn skoon as ek na die foto kyk...lief vir jou lollie-pot. |
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| One of the little rock crabs Karla caught. This was a baby, the other two were much bigger. |
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| The Rotto Express passing behind a disused concrete pier full of Pied Cormorant's baking in the sun. |
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| One of the live-export (sheep in this case) ships docked in Freo. |
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| The Oberon-class submarine (HMAS Ovens) at the Maritime Museum in Freo. |
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| Heading out to Rottnest Island. We plan to go over in October. |
