This boat was very polite and well mannered and hardly moved on its moring whilst I sketched and the sun burnt holes in my head. This little fella has all the charm of a member of a prosperous fishing village of yesteryear.
Bermagui still has an active fishing fleet with the boats being massive powerful fish hunters. A huge haul of Leather Jackets came in on Saturday. Not the ones you wear.
The bloke in the background didn’t catch a thing the whole time I sat there. Because he wasn’t there I suppose.