A whale of a Time
The weekend was another good one for Team Woodside.
Friday night, Leanne had her first taste of Kangaroo at a local pub. She was disappointed that it wasn't one she had killed herself but nevertheless pronounced it "very tasty".
On Saturday, Leanne and Winky cycled to Cottesloe for a fish and chips lunch & a bit of hanging about on the beach.
Saturday night the Team watched the Fremantle Dockers thump the Richmond Tigers at Subiaco Oval. A match of consequence (and some spite, as it turned out) with both teams vying for a place in the finals. (If you don't know what sport we are talking about, well - we're not surprised - it's a quirky antipodean pastime - see: AFL - an idiot's guide )
Sunday was spent lolling about on the vast Indian Ocean as we cruised the offshore reefs, looking for dinner. One of our team, cognisant of his predilection for "feeding the fish" had decided not to join us. The wind chop against the swell in the morning meant that at least one other team member perhaps wished for a while that he'd done the same and stayed on dry land. Indeed, his face matched the colour of the ocean for a bit. The chop died down, the sun came out and fish started to bite. We caught enough for a couple of dinners and were heading home happy. Then the real show began...
On the cruise back to the harbour, we were lucky enough to be visited by a pod of 4 whales - a mum and baby and a pair of big fellas. We hung with them for ages in a now-calm ocean and lovely blue skies. A nice moment that made us feel very fortunate to be suffering the Perth "winter".
Cheers from the Woodside Team.
A few more photos HERE
Friday night, Leanne had her first taste of Kangaroo at a local pub. She was disappointed that it wasn't one she had killed herself but nevertheless pronounced it "very tasty".
On Saturday, Leanne and Winky cycled to Cottesloe for a fish and chips lunch & a bit of hanging about on the beach.
Saturday night the Team watched the Fremantle Dockers thump the Richmond Tigers at Subiaco Oval. A match of consequence (and some spite, as it turned out) with both teams vying for a place in the finals. (If you don't know what sport we are talking about, well - we're not surprised - it's a quirky antipodean pastime - see: AFL - an idiot's guide )
Sunday was spent lolling about on the vast Indian Ocean as we cruised the offshore reefs, looking for dinner. One of our team, cognisant of his predilection for "feeding the fish" had decided not to join us. The wind chop against the swell in the morning meant that at least one other team member perhaps wished for a while that he'd done the same and stayed on dry land. Indeed, his face matched the colour of the ocean for a bit. The chop died down, the sun came out and fish started to bite. We caught enough for a couple of dinners and were heading home happy. Then the real show began...
On the cruise back to the harbour, we were lucky enough to be visited by a pod of 4 whales - a mum and baby and a pair of big fellas. We hung with them for ages in a now-calm ocean and lovely blue skies. A nice moment that made us feel very fortunate to be suffering the Perth "winter".
Cheers from the Woodside Team.
A few more photos HERE
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