The boat is leaving the jetty under the Santubong bridge.
What a scenic mountain view early in the morning.
Making a trail of bubble waves, awakening all the living things in the radar detection.
The rod is up, calling out to the fish to get aboard.
The fishers are in full attention waiting for the fish to commit suicide.
The fishing rod never fail to attract a string of fish each time it goes down.
Really in full concentration. To get a 'jaw'.
Ice is in awe with her achievement.
The bucket of fresh fish. Now say that again, fresh fish. Again. A bucket of free fresh fish.
Treasure from the ocean. Will it never diminish?
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