The bore still demands attention: it's providing lots of lovely water, enough for many showers and flushes and even enough for a dishwasher in the future renovations but needs a house built around it for protection from the weather and possible vandalism - so even though there were boats out in the bay fishing for garfish David donned his working gear and started making foundations. The little bush flies were so bad that after he'd swallowed one he wore his fly-excluding hat which prompted neighbours driving by to stop and enquire "had he found some bees?"
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| David and the bore |
It was nice to meet David and Sue who are building further around the bay in what those who live there call 'Upper Douglas'. Which makes us 'Middle Douglas'. They've reached the lock-up stage and hope to be in by next Christmas: they're more patient than we are.
When they arrived I was reading on a seat on Henrietta's hill overlooking the bay but out of the biting wind.
Andy and Di Cameron came to dinner Saturday night and we sat outside in the shelter shed for drinks, away from the lashing wind. We're fast realising life at Cape Douglas is all about avoiding wind and the quaint shelter shed is very useful but I have plans to make it look less rustic. The crayfish plates had another outing as we celebrated our property purchases.
Crayfish score: 8 (that is 8 caught but quite a few have been eaten.)
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