Just before the silly season began, Stu and I spent a couple of days out and about in his dad's boat. It's not a huge boat but it has a cabin fit for 2 to sleep in, a toilet, (No way I'm peeing out of the boat!), just enough room on the deck to fit a dining table and to fish out of. To be honest, I was a bit apprehensive and only went along because it's the sort of thing Stu really likes to do. So imagine my discomfort when I saw this: Oh well, too late now. Our bags were packed, the eski loaded with food and drinks, our skins rubbed on with sunscreen, the boat was launched and then we were off!
Launching the boat
Bye bye land!
Well it really wasn't too bad, I suppose. I loved the blast of wind in my face when we're going fast, providing relief from the hot temperatures, I did not, however, like it when the winds rocked our boat so much I felt like I was being whirled around in a washing machine. Thankfully, Stu found a nice quiet spot in a little creek, sheltered from the winds and the waves to anchor in. And that's why we spent the afternoon fishing, snacking, reading, talking.
Ok, fishing isn't exactly a glamourous sport, so pardon my gear! Cheese, lots of yummy cheeseReading
All in all, I didn't have a bad time at all, though I was mighty glad to be back on land and having a proper hot shower. Given Stu's love for fishing and boats, I reckon we'll do this again. My friend even joked that we might end up living on a houseboat. I laughed but I know this might just be a distant possibility. If that happens, I'll make sure we have a BIG boat.
House boat Fishing