It amazes me how much you can get done when you're on holiday.
We're tearing through the books. Mrs Rotto Bloggo is on to Orwell; an associate is reading Alain de Botton, RB is enjoying a photo-journalist memoir. And there's plenty more where they came from.
This morning we were at Longreach on another epic fishing expedition. Another associate almost/nearly hauled in a huge tailor. But it "fell off" his lure with a metre to go. Rotto Bloggo caught nothing. It was a dramatic spot: howling early morning wind, pounding waves, jutting sandstone. See pic for RB associate doing his thing.
Later it was time for a swim at the Basin. Not so much a basin as a Westinghouse or Whirlpool. The surging surf was still happening after the angling. We went in armed with goggles and spied the herring we didn't catch earlier. The water was surprisingly and agreeably temperate. Foreign tourists cycling past paused to marvel at the Australian enthusiasm for swimming in any season.
The other photo is of a newsworthy event, but we can't say too much at this stage. Stay tuned and we will reveal all in a day or two.
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