No work Friday, meant that we headed to the coast early. Mr P took Dusty down the mountain on Thursday and I hitched a lift with No1 daughter and No1 grandchild on early Friday morning. We made for Batemans Bay, we had a date with family to make our Christmas puddings.
Puddings made and Mr P arrived showing off his fishing spoils from the previous night. We hit the road south at around 2 o’clock for a night of fishing up the river. No joy on the fishing front, it was a perfect night though for dinner around the fire and a bottle of red. Saturday dawned and I set off for an early morning paddle, at that magic time when the mist rises off the water, before the breeze comes up. P kept up with the fishing, but apart from being bitten off by a stingwray it was pretty uneventful.
After a clean up of rubbish from around the camp site we headed into Narooma for the Wooden Boat Afloat
at Fosters Bay. It was a picture perfect day for snappers, Narooma has the most amazing blue water and you need a just the right light to show it off.
Fosters Bay has some really cute boat sheds. After a wander through the sheds set up as art galleries and some lunch we drove over to Bar Beach, to do what everyone does at Bar, sit and chat with mates, swim and more chatting. Fortunately we made the most of the glorious weather before the Southerly hit on Sunday mid morning.