After six weeks in Kununurra, it is now time to start slowly winding our way back south, although we do intend to take another six weeks before arriving home. The pack down here takes us three days, what with camper, annexe, shade shelter, boat and Viv’s purpose stand up tent so she can get changed easily in the mornings if she gets called in for relief teaching. I call this her boudoir. And yes, I have to admit that for all my efforts in Kununurra, I did not land a barra this year. Sure, I have all the excuses like only really tried twice, the wind was up both times, it was quite cold, blah, blah, blah, but I guess if it was too easy there would be less thrill when it happens.
But of course, I have another plan now. It actually all started when we bumped into another Cowtown local, Heather Locke, in the supermarket last week. She was bright as a button like always and since her husband John passed away, almost four years ago, has been travelling the country in a caravan. She is now an arts festival junkie, volunteering her services along the way and mentioned that she was heading to Wyndham for their 130 years celebrations. Turns out there will be a race meeting on Saturday, with bands playing into the night, so we have decided to pull up stumps a day early and join the action. The attached photo shows my Russell Coight impersonation, in readiness for the crazy race day! Then we will make a beeline to Derby to catch up with my sister and husband who have been on an Adventure Wild twelve day tour. While in Derby, I have planned a mud crabbing day for them with a mate Chris, who runs Fisn’nTrips tours, so more about that next week.
Following this I have a group chasing skipper’s tickets at one Arm Point, so we have decided to accommodate them and in between spend ten days at Middle Lagoon. Readers may remember a previous article I wrote, titled “Dale’s Dream Boat’, where I described his purpose built 8.5m fishing vessel. Well it just so happens he now has this boat permanently based at Middle Lagoon and has been getting amongst the sailfish as well as quality bottom fish. I have been texting him madly since hatching my plan and looks like may ‘hook’ up as he heads up there from Broome most weekends. Definitely need some saltwater in the veins, not to mention some serious fishing.
After this we will spend three weeks back in Port Hedland, with a radio course for the local marine rescue group, skipper’s tickets for those that need it and Viv relief teaching again. Reckon we will make it back just in time for the AFL grand final, but seems like it will be a miracle if the Eagles make it.
On another note, I have been liasing with the Department of Transport for a few years now regarding the installation of proper ‘leads markers’ at Cowaramup Bay. The good news is that surveyors have mapped the area, a plan has been finalised and hopefully all will be in place for the coming summer boating season.
To answer last week’s, other common names for Tripletail are Black Perch, Dusky Perch, Flasher, Jumping Cod. This week’s question is, why is distance on a marine chart measured from the latitude scale and not the longitude scale?
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