Late Summer Afternoon

On my way home from work this afternoon my mate Grant rang to see if I would like to go for a early evening fish before dark.

Grant has been pretty crook for the past year and it is always rewarding to get back doing the things we love to do since his hiccup.

I didn't have the heart to tell him I felt nausea half way through the trip considering he has vomited daily for the past 5 months and we laughed when he worked out I wasn't well.

Fishing was limited to 3 snapper and 1 kahawai but that why's it's called fishing not 'catching fish'.

For the record Grant is on the mend and we have many adventures planned for the future.