Dad always maintained dawn and dusk were no goes for swimming as well and I do refrain from throwing sticks into the water for Zeus until the sun’s up!
Yep, the crocs do keep the sharks in line and I too wonder about the wisdom of paddling so early but maybe they think there’s safety in numbers. Good incentive to paddle really hard if you’re the back marker 🙂
And the only reason I was there, Sandy, was to collect the car from the Kewarra Beach resorts since GW had one too many wines the night before so we’d caught a taxi home! I usually see the skis go passed Trinity when I walk Zeus – different perspective seeing them heading out in the dawn!
Oh that’s good, Cathy!!!
He’s praying for Deliverance?
Zeus is quite partial to the odd banjo tune 🙂
Well, the only other reason to paddle hard in North Queensland is because you can hear the sound of banjos! 🙂
Apparently sharkies like doggies at any time!
Lol, you two!
Dad always maintained dawn and dusk were no goes for swimming as well and I do refrain from throwing sticks into the water for Zeus until the sun’s up!
Yep, the crocs do keep the sharks in line and I too wonder about the wisdom of paddling so early but maybe they think there’s safety in numbers. Good incentive to paddle really hard if you’re the back marker 🙂
Hi, Cath! I think it’s something like if the sun is a finger width above the horizon. (Like holding your hand out at arms length)
Mind you up there the crocs eat the sharks. 🙂
Being the biggest coward of all time you wouldn’t get me in the water at that time of day. Maybe that’s these guys’ incentive for a good speed?
I have always been told you should avoid swimming at dawn and dusk because of sharks?
And the only reason I was there, Sandy, was to collect the car from the Kewarra Beach resorts since GW had one too many wines the night before so we’d caught a taxi home! I usually see the skis go passed Trinity when I walk Zeus – different perspective seeing them heading out in the dawn!
Thanks, Fleur 🙂
Gorgeous picture Helene.
Now that is a beautiful picture. I can almost hear the soft wash of waves on the beach. And those colours – Oh My!
Hope there aren’t any crocs about!