The Local Wildlife

The Wild Localife

 Lookin out on the estuary thinkin to meeself, “jeeez we live in paradise here”, I might grab the missus and the kayak and go fora paddle maybe set the kids up on the winsurfer an have a  bit of quality family time.

Was loadin up the gear when I spot the neighbours Dave and Shazza over the back fence and invite them to take in the ombionce of the pristine local waterway the mighty Leschenault Estuary.

          So Dave an I lay down the tartan picnic blanket and down several beers to make sure they are the right temperature as we instruct the girls how to rig the windsurfer and get the kayak off the commodore. I very considerately gave my advoice on correct lifting techniques so as to not scratch the duco. Dave with was very impressed with my ergonomic knowhow.     

I sense that the crabs are running cos i sees me ol mate Sgt Smiff and his boys havin a look

      Mind you he didn’t seem too impressed when I told him I thought it was a bit shallow where they was lookin.

 Life in Australind is just great........................

Then holy guacomole.............. our local pristine waters have a sudden change...

I gotta say some of yous “Hillbilly Rednecks from the City” gotta stop inciting Sgt Smiff to use urban guerrilla fishing techniques to apprehend our local crustaceans.

 

You have upset not only the kids but..............

The Loch Leschenault Monster is somewhat agitated and scaring away all the tourists instead of the terrorists!

For a short while there were crabs everywhere.........................

Don't need the boat anymore.....

Cos Sgt Smiff used too much charge when he blew things up

I prefer it the way it was here in our neck of the wood..............

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