We went fishing with two poles that Adrian found all tangled together at low tide earlier on. He spent a good two hours in the dark, the night before with his headlamp on disassembling the mess. The results of his labour? Well, it was a fun time, bacon for bait and no fish! There's something so exhilirating though about waiting to get a bite, and then realizing that fish just don't dig pork.
















On Sunday, it was absolutely spectacular. So we left.















Ahhh... this could've been our island, but it wasn't.















Bustin' a move...















...and sailing away from the foodless Deokjeokdo on a superfast ferry that puts B.C.'s fleet to shame.