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Day 346 – 349 22/4 – 25/4 Port Lincoln

First the news. Tristan & Caitlan have welcomed their 2nd child into the world on ANZAC Day. Ricky John Macrae. Born 8:46am 25th April 2018. Weight 4.06KG. A little (did I say little) brother for Hayden & another grandchild for the proud Grandparents. All are well. Looking forward to getting back to Brisbane in a couple of weeks to spend some time with them.

The Caravan park has a great view over the water.

Nice sunrise.

Even got a double rainbow.

Port Lincoln has the largest fishing fleet in Australia. When you watch the water for a few days you see boats everywhere.

This is the lighthouse at Cape Donington which is the main entrance to Port Lincoln.

Whilst the lighthouse is not pretty, what you see from here is the fishing grounds & how much is going on out to sea. There are boats everywhere.

These are the Bluefin Tuna pens that are farmed. There is very little tuna caught by line anymore. They circle the schools of tuna with these nets way out to sea & they then tow them back closer to shore. They are then fed daily with pilchards until they are ready to be harvested. Most of it is frozen & goes overseas.

South of Port Lincoln is Whalers Way. It is a drive along the coast on private land. The owner offered it to the Govt to run as a National Park but they said no. It is much more spectacular than the adjacent National Park.

All sort of different animals around

Red Wattlebird

One of them came much too close.

There is a museum at Koppio that we went to see. It has a lot of old “stuff”. The area just north of Port Lincoln was settled by Germans in the late 1800’s.

On the way was Tumby Bay & a painted silo.

And of course the Wheatsheaf Hotel.

There is a Maritime Museum just north of town. It was a working factory owned by Alex Stenross who built timber boats there for over 50 years. Some great looking timber boats. The speedboat was built-in 1954. Cost a £1000 to build. Priceless now.

 

Quote of the Day

“Never have children, only grandchildren.”

Gore Vidal

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