As another year disappears into the history books, the birth of a fresh one spawns new memories of yet another awesome holiday. This year it was Merimbula, a small beachy town on the far east coast of Australia where the hustle and bustle of festive families were a plenty.
Now I’m not going to bore you with all the minute details of where I went and what I did, however I will share some of them, despite the fact they may seem lame or insignificant.
The first marks a new record for me… The biggest salmon I’ve landed to date. But before you get all excited I can’t tell you how much it actually weighed, though it easily dwarfed all my previous catches. I had a conservative guess at about 1.5kg.
Following the climax of catching that massive salmon was the anti-climax of eating the smallest flake fillet I’ve ever seen. This poor excuse for a fillet was not only small but it was expensive and far from fresh. Not quite what I expected from a supposedly premium coastal Fish and Chip shop. Let it be said though, that I don’t mind paying good money for quality, however sadly, this was far from it. You can see below it more resembles a fish finger than a fillet.
(The Coke bottle is 600ml)
Nevertheless this didn’t hinder my vacation one bit. Nor did getting seasick on a charter boat or breaking a chair leg and falling over like a retard.
Merimbula was a beautiful town filled with friendly locals, plenty to see and do, and was a great place to have a break. However not all credit can be given to the place we stayed as where you go is only a small part of what makes up the total experience, the rest goes to the company. I have to give extra special thanks to Luke, Webley, Ayman, Beth and Orch for making it one to remember.
Cheers guys!
