


The above photos were taken outside my house at 5:25am, a beautifully clear sunrise and glassy waters. What else could we ask for?

As we exited the spit seaway our timing was perfect. The sun was just starting to rise. How I managed to capture it, is unknown as our captain was pushing our boat to it's limits as we hauled towards 24 fathoms, two stroke exhaust gases bellowing from the outboard.


These photos almost made my trip worthwhile.
I didn't even get to cast a line as I started to feel the affects of sea sickness. I decided to just sit and take in the sun as the others fished away, concentrating on the horizon. It only took about 15 minutes of us sitting still before I started to spew overboard. It is an absolutely horrible feeling and one that cannot be cured. It wouldn't have helped that I didn't eat dinner or breakfast and drunk beers, scotch, port, malibu and vodka the night before either. Would it?
Anyway, this continued for 4 hours as the boys struggled to catch a thing. I was in hell. Enough was enough and I asked skipper to head back. They were happy too, as they were again dissapointed with the over fished Gold Coast Pacific ocean.

Next time, I will be sure to have a full stomach and pack some kwells.
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