It has
been a cold night and we eventually go fishing, wearing our thermals, in the
Kayak at Stokes Inlet. We (Kel especially) catch loads of bream and cook them
for lunch. The wind drops in the evening and we spend it catching more bream
until it’s so dark we have trouble finding the boat ramp.
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| 2 at once! what a show off! |
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| Will's first big one! |
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| Killer Kelli |
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| Feast with a view |
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| She can't get enough |
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| Must be high tide |
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