Two kids, one day
The first day of the Easter school holidays has seen our kids have separate adventures over 100km apart.
Violet spent most of the day at a campdraft being held at some sporting grounds 45 minutes drive to the south of our place…
(*Yes that pun was fully intended.)
She had a blast riding Sandy around with Daddy (here on Trooper) ‘warming up’.
Fair to say that Sandy was WELL and truly warmed up by the end of the day.
Trooper was too, but not for the same rewards he had at the last event. He just couldn’t get a decent score on the board. Of course we understand that this is par for the course when one is campdrafting. We are hoping tomorrow is a better day.
Violet and Mr Incredible are spending the night in the back of the truck, in a swag, at the campdraft tonight. Father-daughter bonding time. Violet was beside herself in anticipation. Her father was just hoping for some sleep!
Some 50 mins drive to the north of our place, son Dash was wowing his mate and family with his fishing skills.
I think I could spot the glint off his triumphant grin about 10km away!
He caught three fish (more than anyone else in his party) and posed a la Fishing Magazine pose. His mate was happy to get in on the posing action!
This catfish was still breathing in this shot which always freaks me out slightly. We discussed methods of cleaning and gutting fish most of the drive home.
Upon uncovering the hapless catfish from his plastic bag, we discovered he was STILL breathing. This is well over 90 minutes after he was caught. We both stared in amazement, Dash declared he COULDN’T kill it, and I didn’t offer to do it for him.. So he dashed outside into the darkness… I tried frantically to find a torch (always unlocatable when you need it) before running outside to make sure he hadn’t tried to run all the way to the river (through three barbed wire fences) with the gasping fish.
Once again he came into view, grinning broadly.
“He’s ALIVE! He swam!”
Apparently the gigantic goldfish residing in our big concrete water trough near our feed shed has company tonight. I have no idea in what state we will find our Miracle Catfish tomorrow (before Dash and I make our way to the campdraft and reunite with Violet and Mr I). But at least there was no bloodshed in my kitchen tonight. ( I’m not sure who was more relieved, Dash or his mother, at being rescued from killing and cleaning a fish. We are whimps, the two of us.)
The adventure ramps up again tomorrow. Thank goodness it’s all in one location!
I have something REALLY special to share with you from this event. Once I work out how to drive it properly… something I have NEVER tried before.
With that teaser, it’s ‘Over and Out‘ from Granite Glen.