We came off hotham back down the same track, wich was a good chunk of fun. Nothing silly, just very pretty terrain which we'll be back to see soon. Into Bairnsdale to see family, came accross some crazy ass people, full fruit picking hillbillies, and we got the hell out of there! Family duties done, and awaiting the arrival of friends, we headed into Bairnsdale for supplies. On the drive in, a long straight road with a slight bend, something in the front diff siezed and then let go with the loudest bang I've ever experienced in a car! The entire front end locked up, then stepped about 2 ft sideways in a cloud of dust and tyre smoke. Realizing something was heavily amiss, we removed the front tailshaft to stop drive to the front diff, then were also forced to remove the front axles to totally free it all up. So basically, something went boom, and chances are its costly... Sigh, happy holidays. Oh well, we're still going :)
We got that shite all sorted, only to realise that we're left our tent back up at hotham, after drying it out. So we had to drive the 2.5 hours each way to go get it and be back to meet freinds, so it was a little bit frustrating, but thems the breaks eh...
Nonetheless, we made it to Cape Conran after some more driving, and kicked back for a week by the beach. On the $50 fishing challenge, we were excited - spend $50, no more, on the sales at Kmart and see who catches the most fish. By the end of the week - we'd blown $50....... One fish, about 5cm long, reeled in by Em...
Nick, onto the proverbial 'one that got away'...
Me, having lost my rig for the last time, running out of sinkers finally...!
However, we'd also picked up some crab pots, and I swam them out to behind the breakers tied to some coke bottles. A few hours soak time, and I had to swim back out (after we found how far they'd drifted) to retrieve them, then skull drag full pots back in against an angry sea and rips.
Sand crab - no size limit, no bag limit, no worries!
A pile of fresh crabs, with potfuls still to come!
There is a few more photos to come of the other batches of crabs we caught, but they were very tasty, let me assure you!
Diving for the last fork in the washing up, or perhaps it was hair washing day...!?
So we hung out down there throuughout new years, and had an amusing evening being entertained by the kids from next door. An 8 year old boy, staying next to us, had such a command of his situation that he offered us pearls like 'I'm a donor child', and don't worry, my parents are related, they're cousins...!' With wisdom like that, how could we not be in stitches all night!?
Below, Point Hicks. Nice place, would be a devil of a place in winter though...
Underwater cameras offer some unique views on the world.
More to come when I find time.
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