Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Tell me a story...before I go to bed.

The Hojo's are Brits bravely going where no Brit has dared before in the land of taller than tall tales where the big whites bite & knives are ...large. I've seen Crocodile Dundee too.

To this land of larger than large my Dino came seeking his fortune...or at the very least a big fish. Nor'West fisheries operates out of Carnarvon in what are the toughest fishing grounds in Oz & though his first trip out saw him surrounded by 3 cyclones (about then I stopped watching the weather maps on the evening news!) I was comforted by the size of the boats; 80' & very well rigged out. They're not going to sink, right? Burn to the waterline (thanks, Jarrod) yes. Actually sink, no.

Now my Dino loves his mum & like all good boys he dutifully rings home when opportunity arises to let me know all is well in his world & I have no need to worry unduly. Yeah, right! After this phone call I no longer sleep peacefully at night...

Hi mum..
Dino! Where are you?
Still at sea.
So what are you doing?
Scurfing behind the trawler.

Whaat!!!! This is Great White Shark country! Even clean the boats stink of blood & fish guts. Do you know how far a shark can smell blood through the water?!

I believe an 80' trawler creates a considerable wake. Perfect for scurfing...& I think my sons don't use the brains I very thoughtfully provided them with. What was he thinking? No, I don't know either.


molytail said...

I love sharks - the Great White is an *amazing* creature...but there are some things that perhaps a son just oughtn't tell his Mama? It's right up there with answers that involve parachutes or rubber cords. ;-)

Ganeida said...

I *like* sharks ~ just, you know, somewhere not near me... & don't get me started on rubber bands & bits of silk 'cause we've done the parachuting thing...My son's imagination cannot visualise him going *splat!* while mine does that all too well!

MamaOlive said...

Azariah (who'll be 5 next month) informs us that he isn't scared of anything. Sometimes he gets concerned for the safety of his siblings, but that's not the same thing as scared.
Something about manly boys, I guess.

The HoJo's said...

Yikes, terrifying. We haven't come close to anything bigger than a Stingray, that was more than enough though. Although I don't follow fishing boats so....
My Mum used to send me every report she could find on Sharks that had been spotted anyhere near Australia, just to remind me she was worried about me! Weather reports too, cyclone warnings, the lot.


Mrs. Darling said...

Oh my goodness, how scary! I have no yearning to ever see a shark!