Caught and cooked

I had a relatively relaxed day after my trek yesterday with a few things planned and not many acheived.
First of all was wakeboarding after a leisurely breakfast- and basically a rude awakening whish resulted in the loss of contact lenses and for those spectating some pretty comical wipeouts!!!
I then returned to shore and things that you can't get hurt at. First up shopping - who let me go in the jewellery store.....oooops. Then some prawn fishing
Now this I was very excited about use to go 'prawning' as we called it as kids so thought I am an old hat at this and here was what I had to show for it!!



I would like to first point out the implement with which I had to catch the tricky little buggers......
Yes a bamboo poles with a thin line and hook  on it....no net...no scooping
Never- the- less I had them cooked in a bit of garlic and proudly ate my two prawns which I thought were large. Apparently some German dude caught a 44cm long one in October - clearly not a prawn
After all that food I trundled down to Huka falls - a lot of water going through a very tiny gap- makes quite a noise- but more improtantly I think the scenery is stunning and on the walk back to town you can go past a natural hot water spring and sit in a river as if it is a bath and it gets really hot up to 100 degrees. You couldn't get very close to it that is for sure- not just for all the people!!!

Finally I return to the water at 1930 with the sun setting to face my wakeboarding demons and got some wicked teeny tiny jumps in no faceplanting and almost jumped and switch my board but that resulted in a wipeout!
Not long until homw timex

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