Tuesday, July 20, 2010
'Morning in the bowl of night'
Out in the dark on the black, choppy water with the wind and tide pushing my little Kayak further out to sea (you may set nets one hour before sunup)... I was scared. Complete woos. I dropped the net anchor and bouy and streamed the net WAY too close to shore. Anyway, no problem paddling back and not even a major issue hauling (I missed the net-bouy as the kayak as I was moving too fast first pass, had to paddle back against the wind and tide to get there,) but it all worked OK, and my nerves were those of a wary old man. Well, I suppose I have reasons to be like that.
And I caught seaweed. Humph.
Anyway we had a great breakfast on the beach, watched the sunrise. B and Clare seemed to enjoy it. B had quite a different take on it on the blog. I guess I don't like failing. Ah well. By 8.30 I was back at my desk. Clare took a 20km cycle up near Pillingers peak - in the rain. For me: Editing continues. And a dawn like this is always a balm for the soul.