Chile Creek, Western Australia
Woke with heavy heads after a late night of sitting around the camp fire shooting the breeze with Ken and some very sensible and controlled drinking. Ken had the fire going in preparation for his bacon and eggs and a magnificent breaky it was. We bid the girls farewell and headed off to find Ken's mates tinny for our fishing expedition. First thing to sort out was which tinny, there was three there, the obvious choice was the one with the motor on it. After many ...