AUSTRALIAN CATFISH

December 24. 

We spent the morning in the pool. Because we can. We are going to a small church service tonight so we have to spend the remainder of the day

learning Australian Christmas songs. Yesterday, I took my fishing pole down to Wellington point, bought some new lures from the Skipper-the owner of a small bait store- and tried my luck. I had fun just sitting by the dock of the bay watching the waves roll in. I saw no fish except jelly fish. There were about 20 teenagers, playing about 3 meters away from me jumping off the dock railing, approximately 10 meters in the air, into 15 meters of water depth. No fear is the Australian way. I will have to meet with the Skipper tomorrow for some more fishing tips. 

After that I just sat in my chair and watched the action. It is genuinely relaxing to just be near the water, it is no wonder that Australians love it. I noticed in my occasional walks that the smallest Australian house has a boat in front.

Kevin and I saw an amazing fish a few days ago. I checked it out with a fish scientist at the Brisbane museum. The fish(s) is shown in the image above. In the water, it looks like a basketball size mass of writhing eels. It is actually a species of small catfish that swim together for protection.

Last night we put some more shrimp on the barbie. We really talk like that too.

Bob