There was another fishing expedition that night, along the river at Macksville.Vaughan had sulked at one point because he "was only allowed to do the boring bits"!
Nick then relented and our boy enjoyed casting for a while, before wandering off for more entertaining pursuits. We checked the trees for flying foxes, surprising a few (and vice versa!) until the cold caused us to retreat to Elmer's shelter. All were much colder (and wiser?!) by the end of our three-hour stint by the river. Needless to say, the fish remained elusive. The only catch was a small, slimy catfish, very quickly returned to the water!
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