"Whats that pink thing floating down the river?"

Goodbye Melbourne...hello Ballarat!

On the search for a good free camp because now we are getting fussy...we want showers, with doors that are hot. Fortunatley Ararat came to the party and provided a great camp ground on a lake with hot showers with doors and a great area for setting up. We have set up house with the annex, a clothes line and a general accumulation of stuff.

Again we tried our hand at fishing. The local fishing shop recommended that we use this weird pink fish bait putty stuff. It is hot pink and smells weird but apparently it works. Apparently being the key word.

So we treck to the lakes edge. Mark carrying rod and net; me with bucket tackle box and magazines (I planned to out-wait the bloody fish if that is what it took). This time, however, I did not have the camera. For sure I thought we would catch a fish. You all know the rule that if you do not take the camera a fish will be caught and there will be no photographic record of it and you will be left telling the 'it was this big" story at BBQ's with your friends.

Alas apparently if you are aware of the no camera - catch a fish rule it does not apply. Damn. No fish. The funniest part was Mark saying;"Whats that pink thing floating down the river? Oh, its my bait." Not to be dettered we are trying again today. Stay tuned!

Love Krystal