Mallacoota

When you wake up at Mallacoota you hear the loud, huge beach.
It is as loud as a chainsaw at full rev.
You go outside and see the fishing rods wishing to get away from the shimmering tin house. So you grab some prawns and a rod to head down to the jetty.
It is only down the hill which is like walking from school to Pam's Chips.
Down at the jetty fish hide in the swirling coral.
Launch in a line and wait. Smell the salty water and hear the rushing boats.
Suddenly there's tension.
Quick!!!!!!!!