When the kids go their father’s house every other weekend, Saturday is the ritual lazy morning day.
Jay and I chill on the sofa, have a late breakfast and catch up with each other’s lives. Well, it’s hard when we’re busy during the week to get a solid block of time to not have to think about other stuff.
Today we decided to go for a little amble down to the foreshore and get morning coffee.
So we wandered down to Rockingham and walked along the path that runs along the beach, chatting, taking photos (so one Mrs Nefarious could see – well, Jay was sposed to be doing the photo taking, but she couldn’t be arsed, so I did it instead) and doing the ritual catch up.
It was a beautiful day, almost 30C, blue skies, blah blah – it’s usually like that here though – perfect for a wander. There were a few people about, some walking, a few cycling (including a lady in her late 60’s who hadn’t been on a bike for decades apparently, according to her chatty friend) and some teenagers walking in a big side by side group, all trying to be tough and hard and not give way (yeah, that worked well, chicken shits – all attitude and no substance!)
Starting out at the foreshore, which is a nice place to hang out with a coffee or ice cream
Walking down past the yacht club and the assembled kids and their little dinghies ready for their race – beautiful beach this one. You have to not look the other way though – the Kwinana industrial strip kinda spoils the view looking north
There are some nice houses along the way too
The path itself could use some shade, but it’s nice to look unimpeded at the ocean
Just before the jetty there’s a memorial with 6 wild geese to 6 Irish convicts that escaped from Fremantle prison (I’m not sure why we are celebrating escaped convicts in a country that was founded (glossing totally over the indigenous history here – I’m not going down that rat hole) to host them, but anyways…)
We walked up to the jetty and watched the kids fish off the end of it, their ‘massive’ fish that was ‘hell big, ay’ was actually only 8 inches long and hardly bigger than their bait! At least they’re all outside having fun and not getting into trouble.
looking back off the jetty towards where we just walked from and where our coffees awaited us 🙂
By this time, it was later than we had planned, so we stopped off for some lunch in lieu of coffee. And yes, I did watch the lard and ordered a Greek salad (with some fries to share) and forewent any notion of a lunchtime beer to offset the late summer heat.
The walk you both had really sounds therapeutic and relaxing. Walking does that to me all the time. And the houses in these photograph are amazing.
It was good – went for another one today too, but with the film camera in tow. You’ll have to wait for those shots tho. The houses in that area are generally a bit McMansion like – all glass and concrete – its nice to see some of the older ones still there. I’ll try to find some of the old fishing shacks next time – 40 years ago this place was a beach and a few tin huts and thats it.
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