Another day at Port Vincent.

"Early to bed , early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise'. Well let's just say we don't quite fit that category at the moment.  We got home from our fishing jaunt last night at about 9:00pm, cooked them, had our showers and turned the telly on for a bit of night watch before we decided that we were exhausted and turned out the lights for the night.

After a later start than usual, we got our runners, helmets, gloves and got on the bikes.  We headed in the opposite direction of the Town to see how others live in this great country and like anywhere else they live, have homes, gardens, go to work and enjoy the idyllic scenic landscapes that city folk from the big smoke just miss out on.


We took the scenic tour on our bikes along the Port Vincent's coast line.  The view was amazing.  The early  morning sun was a glow on the horizon, to the East upon the calm waters which stretched out so far in front of us.  The sea breeze was soothing as we pumped up along the trail and then carried the bikes up the steps to continue and wonder in amazement of the view before us.  Outstreched to our right was the town and to the left was just this expanse of Vincent's Gulf.

Once we'd finished we headed to the Beach Kiosk for a coffee and donuts! Back to camp, read our emails, if any, settle to read a few more chapters of 'Captain Corelli's Mandolin' before deciding that it was time to hit the beach for a walk.  The tide was out and you could walk out as far a kilometre along the sand.  We started collecting pipis.  The water was crystal clear and warm as it lapped against our knees.  It was a marvel to see something so beautiful that we'd never seen before, just the expanse of how far the eye could see was how far you could walk and truly wonder in amazement at what the waters held beneath and in the sand. It would have been lovely to share the view with family and friends.


Having collected enough pipis to use as tonight's bait we headed back to camp to devour last night's catch.  No holds barred here. Bring out the nut crackers and dig in we did.  A few of the campers came and asked if we'd caught them and with big grins and crab on our faces, 'yes' was all we could say!