Fortunately our next visitors Warren and Lindie were due to come down in three days time so we could survive until then. If we became desperate we could have taken a walk around to Tuzi Gazi waterfront and find most of what we needed. I then called Warren and asked him to go to my house and break in to get my spare car keys. He did manage, without getting arrested, and on the Wednesday afternoon we had keys again.
Warren and Lindie arrived at 2 pm after being on the road for about 12 hours. They must have taken the scenic route, or did they get lost? The subject was not discussed again but they did agree to allow us to write down some directions for them to follow on the way home. Then the fishing began. We have a cheap Pick & Pay fishing rod on board and the kids tried it out using all sorts of bait, but once we tried some left over steak from the braai and Keagan caught his very first fish, Warren suddenly became a man possessed by an evil spirit. He would not stop fishing until he caught a fish, and once he caught the first one he needed another, and then another. In the morning whilst we were still asleep I heard him casting the line. By the time we got up he had one in the broom bucket and another on the line. After we ran out of steak the fish stopped biting, the mealies and ribs did not have any success and slowly the wind went out of Warren’s sails.
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