Despite having seen dolphins from just a few feet away earlier in the week at the daily feeding, we took a Dolphin Ferry cruise on Saturday to venture out into Tin Can Bay and see them from several hundred feet away. We did indeed see a few, and they even displayed some entertaining acrobatics, but my typically slow shutter finger left me with mostly photographs of slightly rippled water. The weather was sporadically rainy – we almost didn’t even go – but it turned out to be a pleasant cruise.
On the way back to Kaz’s house we stopped by one of the two Lawn Bowling places we’ve passed several times, wondering if it might be possible to, as the Australians say, “have a go” at the sport. It turns out you can only play as a guest of a member, but two very friendly older gentlemen offered to act as our hosts and lend us some balls (or bowls, I’m not actually sure what they call them) and show us how to play. Our primary instructor was George, an immigrant from Bulgaria, who showed great patience in teaching us technique, strategy, and the importance of not dropping the balls on your bare feet (one can play with bare feet as a substitute for flat soled shoes). We had great fun and plan to take George up on his offer to host us again anytime we like.
Thar she blows._
Stormy skies.
Deborah and Myra.
Deborah puts the wrong foot forward.
Myra lofts the ball too much.
Blake bends his back too much.
George explains why we should consider golf or tennis instead.
George shows us how it's done.