The forecast higher winds arrived through the night at Port Pirie but we were 'tucked up as snug as a bug in a rug' in our Jayco Sterlings. Our bacon and egg breakfast was moved inside, no less enjoyable I must say when we heard some noise coming from the inlet behind us. On investigation we at first thought it was a man calling for help in the water but soon realised it was a gentleman swimming singing what sounded like an italian song....he swam around for about an hour singing at the top of his voice. We were freezing watching him so he certainly was a hardy soul. Today we only had a short distance to travel as we were headed for Wallaroo through Port Broughton. The drive was lovely and great to see the country looking so good....the wheat, barley and oat crops looked very healthy. After setting up the guys went to try their luck on the jetty with crab traps as the locals said blue swimmer crabs were plentiful. Max caught a Port Jackson shark, thrown back and Pete and Kev caught a lot of crabs but the two legal ones they gave to a fellow fisherman. Max has a photo of the shark on his phone but I'm not sure how to put it on the blog so you will have to believe me.
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