We have had a couple of longer walks from Diana's Basin to Burns Bay near St Helen's, along a lovely beach, sand all the way and nothing to be seen but a couple of 4-wheel drives----a strange way to admire the coastline! Vic kindly dropped us off and agreed to pick us up. Luckily we eventually found ourselves in mobile phone range and able to call him.
A trip was arranged for us on a fishing boat, mainly to scatter mum and dad's ashes but also to try our hand at fishing for the local catch. We were all up at 5.30 for a 7.00 start at St Helen's. It was only 8.00a.m. and we were having a little dram to toast their memory. The boat was called the Salt Shaker and the skipper was Rocky Carosi. He and his crew member were very helpful to the novice fishermen and we ended up with a reasonable catch of sea perch and gurnard (?). As you can see from the pictures the shark which Vic caught was not a meal for us all but we ended up with a lovely lunch from the Blue Shed, overlooking the sea and our catch became several meals over the next couple of days.
On Friday we were all invited for dinner to a couple Jane and Vic know in Scamander. Loretta is a Sicilian Australian, which means she talks like an Australian and cooks like a Sicilian so it was a great meal. Chris is an aging hippy - we know he's happy to be called that - and regaled us with tales of his time in Britain in the early 70's, including playing darts with Eric Clapton. However Tom was able to impress him by telling how he had seen Jimi Hendrix live in concert in 1967.
On Sunday we picked up our hire car in Launceston and headed down to Hobart where we met up with Keith and Diana Jones, then on to the far south of Tasmania for a week. More on that soon.
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