You aint seen nothin’ yet…

We were awake early again this morning so I took Anzac out for a long walk before it got too hot (35C again). We meandered through the streets down to Burns Beach, arriving a few minutes before 7am. There were cars everywhere, parking in any space, on the grass areas, everywhere halfway along Burns Beach Rd. People were pouring out, many dressed in wetsuits, most obviously preparing to hit the water. I though there must have been some type of surf swim happening. Until we got the walking track and I noticed the Fisheries rangers along the clifftop. I realised its Abalone season; today was the last day. The season is short and strictly controlled. You can collect abalone for one hour (from 7am – 8am) on a Sunday morning only, for four weeks. There are restrictions on the number as size as with other types of fishing and it’s very strictly controlled. Hence the close supervision by the rangers.

There were people everywhere amongst the rocks in the shallows, all waitin

Abalone season

Abalone season

Abalone season

Abalone season

Abalone season

Abalone season

Abalone season

Abalone season

g expectantly for the signal that it was 7am. I doubt you’ve ever seen anything like it, I certainly haven’t!