Gone Fishing

In the harbour this morning, we watched the young locals fishing with rods. Their casting technique was more similar to golf than fishing.

This evening, we watched the local fishermen load their boat with this net, ready to do some big scale fishing. Let's hope they have more luck.

Day 5 -16,000 steps, yoga, no beers, 3 bites

The man went running as I did morning yoga. He went a route we had walked. The path came to an end, but there was a beach, so he decided to continue. 200 yards in, he realised it was a nudist beach. A swift about turn, slightly redder than the usual run sweat.