BellycanAfter a visit to Bibina, armed with a canned picnic and some rice I brought in our tiffins, we caught the bus to Speers Point Park. Where we discovered that they were setting up for a concert, so all of the picnic tables away from the water had a great view of either black plastic wrapping a fence, or an armada of portaloos.
Undeterred, we set up at a waterside picnic table. In a stiff breeze. Those tablecloth weights earned their keep again.
Quite the stiff breeze, I reckon about 40 km/h with gusts up to 50. A picnic with beanies on. Pouring the wine was a challenge, a little flew onto the tablecloth. DW had the same challenge with the chilli oil on the bamboo shoot pickles. Some soaking will be required to clean the tablecloth and serviettes.
So much of a challenge that we pared lunch back to butter beans in tomato sauce from Greece, smoked sprats (sardines) from Lithuania, and chilli bamboo shoot pickles from China. The rest stayed in their jars.
Worth it for the view, especially when two white-bellied sea eagles glided over, a pelican hovered in the breeze with feet dangling, and a little black shag intrepidly landed in the rough water for a feed.
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