I am learning to judge weather by the movement of the fishing fleet. They did not got out last night, which says it all.
They did however go out the previous evening, not long after we arrived.
We watched as the whole fleet emptied the harbour in about 10 minutes flat. We were amused to watch one of the small boats set off without untieing her rope. Ben and Alex knew the skipper and shouted over some friendly advice(!) - his nickname was appropriate ............... Dozy!!
The fishermen here catch prawns, shooting nets at sunset and sunrise. This is the best time apparently; no prawns around in the daytime.
I heard them come back in the morning, with the sound of engines, shouting and seagulls.
I have never seen so many gulls in my life. The harbour was like a scene out of the film 'The Birds.'
Walking to the showers was like negotiating a sort of bomb alley. The pavements here are covered with white blobs; if you get my meaning!
Spending more time today as Frostie's guest.
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