Heading a little south, then a little further east, through more gates than I choose to recount, we made it here,
to the land of baldy faced cows and salt water creeks.
While I caught nothing and Dad only one catfish flicking lures,
and bless her long blonde plait,
Jess pulled in two king salmon which provided us with dinner and 3 fish burgers for school lunches next day.
So while the haul wasn't great, the afternoon was. I've a feeling we'll be back.