1st August, 2014

This morning Trent and I went down to the spillway to try our luck fishing for something, anything. I did manage to catch a Long Tom but poor Trent did not catch anything but some weed, he does love his fishing and ants to go at every opportunity.

While we were fishing Clare walked up to a lookout and then swam some laps. Alyssa did, you guessed it, slept.

When we got back we just relaxed around camp, went for a swim and planned what food we needed for the next three weeks and I read a book or part of it.