We made it to Exmouth for Becky’s 24th birthday…
not a massive town, but big enough for us to celebrate! On our check-in evening
we met Dennis, a little old biker who appeared to have had one too many beers.
We told him about Becky’s birthday and he promised to take us out for a meal
tomorrow evening to the site’s restaurant to celebrate… we wondered if he’d
actually remember in the morning!
We woke the next morning to some bad news that Becky's house had been broken into at home. Sadly lots of valuables were taken, but luckily 'Beans' her cat was safe and sound. Even after some bad news, we were determined to have a good day, so we went for breakfast at a local organic café in the town. After a little while we decided it wouldn't be a birthday without some birthday cake, so we indulged in an extremely sickly piece of chocolate cake from the bakery.
We decided to take the opportunity to
chill out and had a day relaxing by the pool, not really doing a whole lot,
other than pretending to play Becky’s new present from Lydia, an inflatable
pink guitar.
We bumped into Dennis in the day, who did in fact remember
our plans and promised to take us out for a meal in the nice restaurant on him. Whilst getting ready for the birthday meal, Becky received some even more bad news that her Great Nan Dip, at almost 94 years of age, had sadly passed away. As difficult as the news was to take in, Becky knew that her Nan wouldn't want it to spoil her day, but to celebrate it more instead. So at 6:30pm sharp, we met with Dennis and his colleague Shane, who also worked on
site, and went for a lovely birthday meal. We went all out and ordered pink champagne,
the biggest main course of salmon we’ve ever had and then Becky was surprised
with an ice cream desert including a candle, sparkler and a chorus of happy
birthday from the waiter.
In the morning we awoke bright and early as we had agreed to
a day of fishing with Shane, or rather that we’d begged him to take us out on
his boat on his day off! We tentatively drove down to the marina with the boat
trailing behind the car and hopped aboard for a day of fishing out on the reef.
Shane showed us how to cast our lines out and it didn’t take
long before our lines started twitching. Shane was laughing out loud, when
Becky turned around and shouted out “What do I do now?!?!”, when her first fish
hooked onto her line… “Pull it in, of course!” he shouts back.
We reeled in
lots of snapper and even a cod. We were catching so many that Shane stopped
fishing altogether and put all his effort into preparing the bait and sorting
out our lines.
After four hours of successful fishing, moving anchor
several times and a dozen or so fish in the cool box for dinner, we wondered
whether to call it a day… but we wanted to catch one more thing that Shane had
promised we may be lucky enough to find, a shark! We were both sure that we’d
had it on our lines at some point, after some very large tugs and the fishing
hooks being bitten off completely. All was quiet when Lydia felt a little tug
on her line… “ooohh, I think I’ve got something guys!”… Then
all of a sudden, WHOOOSH!!! Nearly the whole of Lydia’s line went flying out and
we were all screaming (well, just us girls!). Shane quickly took over the
fishing rod, in hope that his expertise would help us to catch the mysteriously
strong fish on the end of the line. The fish had taken so much of the line, so very
quickly, that Shane wasn’t sure if we were going to catch it. He shouted out
the orders to us; Lydia running around, moving obstacles out of the way and
Becky chasing him around the boat with the net, ready to quickly scoop up
whatever we had caught when it reached the surface. We continued like this for
a whole five minutes, running around like headless chickens and Shane even climbing
along the front of the boat, looping the fishing rod underneath the anchor when
the fish was giving him the chase. FINALLY, it appeared on the surface of the
reef and Becky scooped it up in the net… it was a shark!!!!! We were jumping up
and down on the boat!
After some celebratory photo taking, we had a majority vote
and decided that after all the effort to catch it, Shane would fillet it and
we’d have it for dinner. He did an excellent Bear Grylls job on the shark and
the other fish and we headed back inland. He even let us drive the boat on the
way back! Lydia got a little excited and throttled the engine a bit too hard
whilst having the wheel turned and then tried to drive standing up and her cap
got taken by the wind into the ocean… FAIL!
Shane said it was the most fun he’d
had fishing in a long time, more so because he was laughing us at the whole time!
Who knew fishing could be so much fun eh?!
When we arrived back at the camp site, we bumped into a
friend of Becky’s from Sydney, Lloyd, and had an afternoon of silly games in
the pool and sunbathing. All the fish we cooked made a brilliant meal for
everyone on the evening and we had lots of campers coming over to admire and
try the shark we had caught that day. What a great feeling! The shark, by the
way, tasted delicious.
Exmouth had been one of our favourite places so far, lots of
enjoyable memories. However, as with all road trips we had to continue moving
on, so we headed off the next day to continue our journey down the coast. We
came across Coral Bay, which was a stunning beach cove and stopped there for a
walk on the beach and some lunch.
Although Coral Bay was beautiful, we didn't stay long as our
next stop would be Monkey Mia, where the dolphins hang out.
Peace and Love,
Lyds & Bex
xxxxx
Lyds & Bex
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