Carter fishing with his Australian mates

I'm a bit behind on my blog post this week.  The past week's weather here in Sydney has been absolutely beautiful.  We have been getting out and enjoying the gorgeous sunny days.  I usually do the blog posts at night after the kids go to bed.  However, this week I haven't been able to keep my eyes open long enough at night to get a post written.  It was a good kind of tired though; a tiredness that comes from full, active days.

Unfortunately, the weather took a downward turn today and it is now horribly rainy and windy.  The wind is so strong that it even ruined my umbrella when I ran to the grocery store for a few items this evening.  The weather application on my phone says we've had wind gusts up to 93 km/hr (57 mph).  The news has been showing stories of roofs being ripped off of buildings.  It was a good day to hibernate inside.  So, that is pretty much what we did.   So, I still have a little energy left to write tonight.  

The biggest event in the past week has been a fishing class that Carter took last Sunday with several of his friends from school.  It was a 3 hour class on Sunday morning at Clifton Gardens Reserve (located in our suburb).  The weather was perfect for this event.  The sun was shining and it felt very warm.  To top it off, there was very little wind, so the water was calm and clear.  Have I mentioned how lucky we are to live in such a beautiful place?  

Carter and some of the boys practicing while the mums (and Aubrey) watch.

These are the targets the boys were aiming for when learning how to cast.

While the boys fished, Aubrey entertained herself at the playground nearby.

The boys moved onto the pier to put their fish hooks into the water.

Boats and houses in the distance looking towards Middle Head in Mosman

Getting started fishing.  It was a miracle that the boys did not get their lines hopelessly tangled up with each other.

Carter and Maurits posing for a picture

Aubrey getting her feet wet in the crystal clear water while the boys were fishing out on the pier in the distance.

I figured the boys would all get bored with fishing for this long of time.  After all, 3 hours is a looooong time to a 7 year old boy.  Some boys got nibbles, but no one actually caught a fish.  Even so, the boys really seemed to enjoy it.  Carter spent the rest of the day asking for his own fishing rod.  We will probably have to look into that.....