A grin from ear to ear

The fisher/hunter and I have been thinking through how I could fish with my broken foot.

He had the seat in the jet boat and resting place for the foot sorted. The question was always how to get me in and out of the boat safely.

And since you can see me in the boat and I'm safely back on the sofa posting this, you know it all went very smoothly :-)

No point scaring or plunging the world into anxiety, so I kept the plan quiet ;-)

Absolutely no feet (or salmon) or harmed today, but a couple of souls were set free.

:-)

(that's the junction of the Kaiapoi and Waimkakariri River in the background. We're fishing the edge of a salmon haunt called Macintoshes)