Thursday, August 7, 2008

THE BOAT'S GOT A GUTFULL

A RAINY NIGHT IN BRUNSWICK HEADS.

I have mentioned the ‘night carter’s hat syndrome’, the downing of tools, the “fair weather sailors”, that was our principles. So why had we decided to venture out fishing on a crappy late afternoon?

The weather was coming away, rain was forecast, and however, no strong wind warning had been issued. The Prawn Trawlers were making their departure for a night of “reaping the bounty”, we decided to go fishing. We anchored in 13 fathoms on the NEW BRIGHTON REEF, a few showers passed, but we had our trusty rain coats, more importantly the fish were biting.

WE listened to the banter on the CB radio led by “HAVE A CHAT”, none other than PATIE WALSH. We heard some good jokes that night, mainly from Pattie. We heard the worst news possible, courtesy of Pattie Walsh, you bastard.

www.johnfarlsbrunz.com the saga go's on.

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