Parry Beach had one of the best beaches to fish from. When we arrived the first thing we noticed was that the beach was 100 meters away from our pitch.
after setting up camp we ventured down the beach to have a closer look we met a young lad called Brody who was reeling in fish left right and centre the boy was a class act and was just using a bit of raw chicken as bait.
So after seeing Brody catching so many fish we thought we would try our luck. was fish for dinner?
We spent the night around the fire with fresh cooked bread. the bread was cooked on the open fire. we was all so introduced to bread on a stick.
bread on a stick you may ask? bread on a stick was fresh dough wrapped around a large stick and placed over the hot embers of the fire and eventually the bread cooked and it tasted amazing.
Gustav told Aimee that bread on a stick was good with jam or that you could put a sausage in it that made us both chuckle.
After a good nights sleep we awoke to the sound of the ocean waves crashing on the beach and rocks. as we climbed out of the tent we were greeted with a hot cuppa the water had been boiled on the fire in a billy can this was what camping was all about.
After breakfast we ventured down to the beach for a spot of fishing and surprise surprise the boy Brody was already there catching the fish.
after a few hours of fishing and not even a bite we wondered why we were not catching anything. so we retired back to camp for food and a brew and and decided to call it a day.
the camp-site was situated about 20kms from the main road and was nice and secluded.
all the facilities were basic the showers were solar powered there were no powered sites so it was back to basics that we loved.
the nearest provisions were about 30kms away in Denmark town.
That night we sat around the camp fire and enjoyed a pot roast and a nice cold beer and decided that tomorrow was the our day of fishing.
The next day it was time to move on we packed up and hit the road we headed towards Denmark town first as we heard there was a market/fate on. On the way to the market we met a gentleman who was mothering a joey Aimee got to hold him.
the market was full of stalls selling and promoting there organic foods and homemade clothes and it was noticeable the community were so supportive of each other and so close knitt.
Kids didn't watch tv they spent there time making clothes and toys to sell at the markets and playing musical instruments.
We spent our time walking the stalls and chilling out watching the bands and family's enjoying there selves.
No comments:
Post a Comment