Kelong

making full use of my off tmr, decided to head down with my dad up the kelong for some men game. been some time since i've got some really reeling tension and since it was a quite a break frm work i shld jus chill out more, enjoy the breeze. away from the bustling city above the sea leaving all your fuckin problems back drifting near the coastline waiting for your return. damn it. oh well cld hav take a ride in my dad's 'yacht' but too bad there ain't a captain today. if not cld hav bagged home more catch. the water is too cold to burn the food they ate. only 2 fell into my baits. but its still a trip worthwhile.

tranquility..



the kelong..





yes..

the place where excretion takes place.



the road less travelled..





divided by coast where all troubles reside..



at least 10,000 in it..



how mussels are grown..



my dad's 85hp ride..