There was a good swell running the other evening with a light offshore wind, which drew me to Marengo Point to take photos of waves breaking over the reef there. From my usual vantage point half way up a small cliff, I could see Marengo beach and its relatively protected waters to my left and the swell from the Southern Ocean crashing on the outside of Little Henty Reef to my right.
The contrast between the quietude of the fisherman and his dog, and the glorious motion and might of the swell crashing on the reef was striking.
Peaceful oceanic scenes John, that is until you get to that energetic water flow.
I did a lot of surf fishing in my late teens and twenties. Though never with a kelpie. A breed of dog that I’ve always respected.
Fishing from the shore tunes you into the elements. Even long periods of inactivity didn’t diminish the optimism that a premium catch was one darting movement away from the hook.
“Beginner’s barrel”. With a water slide on top. A fancy break right on your doorstep.
Fishing is a bit like surfing, in that the time spent on the core task (catching a fish or a wave) is a remarkably small percentage of the time devoted to the activity. But I suspect that the private and peaceful reverie of both the fisherman and the surfer in between the moments of peak activity is what keeps drawing them back to the water’s edge. The catch of the day and the wave of the day are bonuses.
Peaceful oceanic scenes John, that is until you get to that energetic water flow.
I did a lot of surf fishing in my late teens and twenties. Though never with a kelpie. A breed of dog that I’ve always respected.
Fishing from the shore tunes you into the elements. Even long periods of inactivity didn’t diminish the optimism that a premium catch was one darting movement away from the hook.
“Beginner’s barrel”. With a water slide on top. A fancy break right on your doorstep.
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Fishing is a bit like surfing, in that the time spent on the core task (catching a fish or a wave) is a remarkably small percentage of the time devoted to the activity. But I suspect that the private and peaceful reverie of both the fisherman and the surfer in between the moments of peak activity is what keeps drawing them back to the water’s edge. The catch of the day and the wave of the day are bonuses.
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