Shakedown Cruise, day 4, Simpson Reef and Shore Acres
Little groggy this morning
We met a young, very social, beginning birder.
“I think I’ll have a hobby.”
and his little sister
“The freckled-stomach robins are the teenagers”
We shared our scope so he could see oystercatchers (she was on to other things).
Now I know that oystercatchers rarely eat oysters. They like mussels, cockles, and easier-to-open things. Beginning birders determined to have a hobby read the entire entry.
Lovely sunny day. Not much wind and lots and lots of whale spouts (no penises).
Back at mom and dad’s we made corned beef and cabbage, visited a bit and slept snug and uninterrupted in Brave Horatio—both phones turned UP.