We delayed the cool down until late, that way the Sun loses most of its sting but it was still 30° also Debbie had a chance to do some work catchup earlier in the day. There were a few people around so we went to the far end and found some shallows that would swallow our wallow. This was a soak while watching the Sunset. We also had a traveller each back on the beach so a pleasant way to end the day.
I have some sort of head cold. Who gets one of these in Summer and where did it come from? It started with a headache and now I am hearing crunchy noises in my ear. I also needed a puffer spray at one stage. I decided to wander over and simply lay in the water. Nothing to physical. I spied the Pirate moving out this morning it looked like he was heading to Geelong. I saw him working the sails as well, so it is not just laying back in the wheel house letting the engine do all the work. Where are my Buccaneers?
... under my Buccanhat.
It's all happening on a sunny Sunday, on the water that is. No doubt there will be a lot of cars outside by this afternoon but right now it is boat city. I have mentioned the Pirate before and once again he is back in town just below us. Also as I stand at the sink another yacht has come in to drop anchor. I don't think it is too quiet for them as there are numerous fisherman moving around always looking for the best spot. However it is the seadoos and the crazy couches that are towed at speed which really flay the bay, wave the water and stir the sea.
I went across with a muliple session in mind, a few throws and a beach walk cleanup. I started with the throws and did two sets of eight with a slow walk between each set to the end of the beach. I took the rubbish bag to make a start. On the way back I met up with one of the coast care guys. The metal sheet I reported some weeks back has been piled into a stack of sheets and reported to the council. I was not going to help him carry them up. The beach has been quite clean this year and one factor is the lack of strong winds so far. I got two cans (one I waded in for), plastic bags, ciggie butts and small rope pieces. The throws are still at the 14 paces length.
There hasn't been a lot of rain so far this year. Yesterdays would be called a shower at best. For the first time since we have been here the water pressure from the tank has dwindled to a trickle. You can still give yourself a rinse off but it is a slow business. I would say it was a quarter full doing the old tap tap tap on the side test. The watercan has been busy indoors though as the orchids are blooming. We also have a spray of gladdies at the moment drinking us dry. The last couple of mornings have had a hint of Autumn about them.
There is nothing worse than getting a series of books out of order and some how I jumped from book 1 to book 3 in this lot. The stories are self contained but there are references to the previous volume and may even drop a hint about what happens there. I blame the covers. If somebody dies twice then have a coffin on there or if the bullet misses then have a bullet. These books all look the same, so does this mean I am judging the covers by the book. There is less of the retirement village in this one but the Thursday Murder Club does seem to be getting a lot more members.
It was 30° or so this morning, tide was up, Sun was out and breeze slight. Lots of boxes ticked except for the jellies. These things are still hanging around. I swam along the closer groyne and bypassed perhaps 8 jellies. There were a few good fish in the area so that was also a tick. On the way back I took a closer look at a larger jelly. There was space to swim around it and this one had trailing tentacles that were clearly seen. Yesterday walking along there were at least six washed up.
