Shane abandoned Bronson and I for four days to forage for fish with five other blokes. Although I was jealous that he went on holiday while I was stuck home working and vacuuming, I'm not sure I would have enjoyed the destination.
Steep Point is at Shark Bay where Shane and I holidayed last year. There is no fresh water, no plumbing, no services (I mean no services), and lots of flies...so I've been told, and it's accessible only by a 180 kilometre gravel road. The only thing to do at Steep Point is fish and drink piss. Not that I don't enjoy either of those activities but in a more modern setting.
The prized catches were a 14 kilo Yellowfin Tuna and a 16 kilo Mackrel, both caught by Scott. Although Shane didn't break any fishing records we now have a freezer filled with fish. I've reaped the reward of their efforts from the comfort of my home and its modern amenities.
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| Scott and his 16 kilo Mackrel |
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| 14 kilo Yellowfin Tuna |
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| Red Throat Snapper |
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