Cruising the Swan River with Captain Splashy and Kristi

Weekend Adventures and Work

Weekend adventures and work

It’s been to long since I’ve updated the report! Sorry everyone!

Since last weekend, all sorts of good stuff has happened, and even more fun stuff has occurred! That might sound like the same thing, but it’s not!
During the first week here in Perth, we were staying at Andy and Cass’s place. Since then, we have been staying at Charlie’s place. Charlie lives about 10 minutes away in a different neighborhood. Since the first week, and from now on, we’ll be staying at Charlie’s. Here is a picture of the back yard.


Near to Charlie’s house are a few shops that Kristi walks to when she feels like it. As I’m at work most of the time, she’s taking care of grocery shopping and the like.



In the same section of shops is the Post Office where Kristi sends off her multitude of post cards to friends and family.



Near to where we live is a park of sorts. We’re constantly seeing new things every day, among them being the flora and fauna. We certainly don’t have trees like this where we live in the States.



Here are some olive trees that Kristi spied growing in someone’s front yard. Awesome.



You reading this Mom? They’ve got a kick ass list of birds here.



Some Duck action. Or Swan? I don’t know.



The ugly duckling’s got a friend.



Apparently Cockatoos are wild here. More awesome.



After a week of working at Aquastack (Aquastackmarina.com.au) working 50 hours outside, and nearly cooking my arms and legs off, Kristi and I made our way over to Andy and Cass’s place for the third weekend in a row to head out for a weekend of boating.



Andy had to tow the boat with his 2 seater Holden Ute, so Kristi and I had the opportunity to head out to the launch area an hour away on Andy’s 2010 Yamaha Super Tenere. HELL YES

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And sooner than we knew it, we were out on the boat again! Life is tough here, can’t you tell?



For the weekend, Andy arranged for a two bedroom lake house next to the Murray River where we all would be staying the weekend. Eventually Charlie and his housemate Marian would make it out as well.



Here you can see Captain Splashy and First Mate Thirsty hard at work.



If Tom Reuter is reading this, he will enjoy knowing that people are kite boarding and windsurfing their asses off DAILY.



This is what I mean.



While we were out on the boat, we took some time to chance out luck at Crabbing. I got the duty of Puller. So I pulled the shit out of crap pots.



First grab the buoy, second, pull the shit out of it.



Crab Pot Pulling SUCCESS!



After the Crab Pot has been pulled, grab the crab, and measure it. Captain Splashy took that chore.



After a while, we had caught a few crabs, and decided to call it a day.



On the way back, we made an effort at trolling for some fish. No fish for us.



Sunsets in Western Australia set over the water just like home in Western Washington.



Another sunset photo to kick off the night.



By this time, Captain Splashy is flexing his muscle under the astute scrutiny of First Mate Thirsty.



By now, as per Captain Splashy’s rule, and First Mate Thirsty’s ongoing support, both the Captain and First mate are likely quite drunk at this moment.



The next morning, Kristi did her best at capturing the coy fish that have been introduced to the pond outside the rear sliding glass door. You can tell that the Duck just doesn’t give a shit.



The next morning, the Captain and First mate took on the task of cooking the crab that we had caught, not only the night before, but that morning as well. All four of us took off that morning to catch more crab, and while Andy and Cass were throwing out the pots, Kristi and I were scooping them off the sand in 3 feet deep water right off shore. We used a metal basket at the end of a wooden handle the length of a broom, specifically made for the purpose. We caught 15, but only 5 were of size. Andy and Cass caught 10.



First Mate Thirsty hard at work boiling crabs.



Cooked crabs, ready and waiting to be eaten.



Black swans and shit like that.



And a fat white duck being harassed by seagulls. F’ing seagulls.


And that is the kind of stuff we do on the weekends.

While we’re eating lunch at the riverside pub, the fat red-faced goose is eating his food, and Andy is planning our next weekend out and about.

However, as I lead a working man’s life at the moment, we’ve only got the weekends free so things take place on a 5 days on, 2 days off schedule.

Now, while awesome things are happening on the weekend, more awesomeness is has been cruising my way at work. First, I was the boat yard go to guy. Wash this boat, flush that engine, take this boat to that boat ramp, go get that boat at the other boat ramp and bring it back. Wash it, flush it, move the trailer, move that other trailer. Forget that it’s 38-41*C (100-105*F). Just drink more water.

Wait a minute. Boss man Dan figures out that you have an international business degree, know a fair bit about business, and can answer phone calls and reply to emails? Well then, take this smart phone and answer every call that comes your way. Don’t forget to answer the emails to. Oh, I haven’t answered a call or replied to an email since Christmas, so you have some catching up to do.

Riiiiiight.

Oh, you need to be able to respond to emails all the time, no matter where you are? Yeah, take this Ipad and docking station and get to work.

So, now I spend half of my time reading emails, calling potential clients, and answering their phone calls. However, none of this is for AquaStack Marina, but instead, for Westcoastboatsales.com a Western Australia based US Boat Importer.

So now, not only am I the new “Boat Bitch” I’m also the Office Bitch. But it comes with perks, as long as I start selling boats!

--Alex