Didn’t take long to decide to stop again.
An hour after leaving Robe we are setting up at the Kingston Caravan Park on a
beachfront site.…just looked too good to go past. And lobster sandwich for
lunch it is. On a walk down to the beach, we immediately
encounter two dolphins swimming parallel to and within thirty metres from the
shore. Locals tell us that they have seen pods of up to fourteen dolphins along
this beach, including some that come right to the shore’s edge chasing small
fish.
Evening fishing from the jetty is generally
unproductive, but gave us a magnificent view of the sunset over the Great
Australian Bight.
Met neighbours Mick, John, Pam, Janet and
Charmaine. Mick had caught around 60 Tommy Ruffs and offered to show us how to
get fillets from these little fellas. We joined in the filleting frenzy. Bet
was quick on the uptake, but Ken’s fillets left more on the fish than he
removed. An invitation to join them for tea leads to a meal of the freshly
filleted fish consumed with plenty of red wine, including a bottle of the local
Ralph Fowler cabinet sauvignon.
Down to the jetty again for Bet to have a
crack at squid jigging. We spot a sea lion basking on the beach. No luck
getting squid, so it’s off to the seafood kiosk for a lobster.
That’s it. Time for a bourbon.
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