The anticipated storm from last night failed to materialise and we awoke to a blue sky in the small seaport of Port Lincoln.
This small town with a population of around 14,000 sits at the end of Boston Bay an area that supplies over 85% of South Australia’s seafood. Along the jetty as we walked into town sat some of the many fishing boats, this one in particular attracted me. Might be the funny name!!
The boats go into the ocean and catch tuna in their nets and pull them back to port alive in the nets. Here they are transferred to large pens in the sea to be fed up to satisfy the far Asian market. The fish pens can be seen right across the bay.
The town itself is quite small and became very busy with an additional 3000 plus people on what would be normally a quiet Sunday morning. Once again there were scores of volunteers ready to offer advice and show directions. In fact even the mayor was on the quayside to greet us.
The town was named by the explorer Matthew Flinders who discovered the bay in 1802. Flinders hailed from Donnington in Lincolnshire and named the town after his county. A statue in the centre of the town commerates his exploits along with his constant companion, Trim the cat.
Some of the oldest things in town were the large fig trees, originally planted in 1870, which flank the main road, their twisting branches forming a great canopy from the sun.
After dinner tonight we had a fun time at the sixties music trivia, although arriving a little late to actually take part. The entertainment director, who hosted the event, is one of the funniest we have come across on our travels and he really put his heart into it.
The captain has warned us of rough seas ahead over the next two sea days, the next post will be from Margaret River.
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