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Portrait Project – 41/52

Portraits of family in the ‘wild’. This was our first camping since last summer (January 2014), so it’s been awhile; and it seemed that everyone was missing it. The time spent outdoor was enjoyed to the max. Dog especially loved to bask in the morning light.

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Day 78 #Project365

78-365 fishing

My son’s love of fishing brought the whole family out this fine Sunday morning. He was participating in Canberra Carp-Out. It’s an event, part of Canberra Festival, which basically helping to take out the Carp fish out of lake Burley Griffin; killed them and made them into fertiliser later. Sounds horrid, I know. I can’t defend the fish because apparently they eat other fish’ food and they breed too fast. Something like that.

In our first chosen location, we encountered a ‘very friendly’ bunch. I used the word friendly really loosely here, because these lovely fishermen,  basically just kicked us out of our first spot, saying ‘nothing personal, but we are professional fishermen here, you are free to find another spot’. Yes they were there first, but it was a large area where they spread out their 8 or so rods along the beach. They clearly felt threatened by Mr 8 superior fishing skill.

So we walked further and found our spot. I liked our new spot better anyway, it was sunny, it was small and private and we have ducks and swans that came out to check us out. I did not fish because I hate fishing, but I enjoyed the time sitting down on the sun, reading my trashy magazines and also took a lot of photos.

One turtle accidentally ate our hook (and we released it back to the water), but other than that we did not catch any fish. To my surprise, my son still said he had a great time fishing. Well, good on him.

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…and he waits

and he waits

This photo gives me a peaceful feeling. My son (8) loves fishing. Sitting quietly is never really his thing. Except for when he is fishing. And he can sit for a long time too, as long as he has that rod in his hands. We didn’t fish often enough, only on camping holidays, which is probably two or three times a year for him.

 

We didn’t catch any fish that day, but he was okay with that. I wish my father lived close by (and not across the sea), then they both could go fishing together. That’d be lovely… 
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