Mar 28, 2006
Arriving to this part of the island was like opening a travel brocher. The sand a brilliant white, the water aqua blue and Gus and I couldnt wait to get in the water and kill something. Not to sound sadistic but there was an over whelming urge to spearfish. My initial success in spearing a winner all went wrong when it was stolen by a lobster. If i could eat shell fish i would have gone for him next. That was as far as our spearing successes went dispite tireless hours and 3 different spears each. That night we cooked up pasta in sea water and crashed on the beach. Some strange locals came in the morning who looked like they were taking the piss out of captian Jack, but sadly i think they were serious. In the morning Aus cane good in the soccer which pumped us up for more fishing and beach rally in the rental.