Spent the before Christmas at Edithburgh. Rachel and Greg, plus a few friends. The girls had a ball with them running riot throughout the entire caravan park like a mini pack of bicycle fiends.
On the Wednesday, Adrian, Anthony, Greg and myself spent the day on a fishing charter. We bagged out early on Nanaguy, but the rest of the day was pretty slow. To make matters worse, there was only West End Draught on board. I guess that was there in case they ran out of diesel and needed emergency refuelling.
The Edithburgh tidal pool was a great place to learn to snorkel. We pinched Greg's gear and went for a swim. Great fun, so we decided to buy some gear for ourselves.

On Thursday there was an awesome cookup of a stack of fish, using my secret pale ale batter (not so secret now - 6 eggs, one
warm bottle of Coopers Pale Ale and about 2 cups of flour. I check the consistency using a fork - if the batter sticks to the tines, but not
in between the tines, then its ready to go. If the tines stay covered with batter, add more Pale). I think I ate about 4 fillets while cooking, let alone later on.

The last day there, we spent up big in the local surf shop. I can't recommend this place any more, the owner was very helpful, and literally forced us to open packets until we found masks that fit. Any one heading to Edithburgh, stop in a have a browse!
Anyway, we had a stack of snorkel gear for the kids and we spent most of the day at Sultana Point beach looking for interesting things under the water.
