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They’re all still sleeping on day 5. But the loud seagulls, ducks, terns, swans and the black-and-whites woke me up. I lay in my sleeping bag a little longer and watched 2 fishermen haul in their net. They had cast it yesterday evening right in front of our shack. Before that they had motored around the island once, stopped in front of us and said: “You haven’t got a boat.” We said: “That’s right, we haven’t got a boat.” “Did you swim to the island?” the fishermen asked and cast their net. In any case there wasn’t much there early this morning, in the net. But I’ll still cast my fish trap later tonight and hope for a big fish. It’s evening now, we’ve just had dinner: herrings, onion, squashed avocado with spicy oil and baked bananas. Except for my work on the fish trap today was a lazy day. We sat around and in the afternoon I slept like a rock in the sun and walked around and picked flowers. Watched the tiny fish and got bored and really slow. As evening fell I slipped into my wetsuit and swam with the buoy, which I’d nailed together beforehand, out to sea. It’s bobbing up and down out there now in the quite bright night and waits for the fish we want to eat early tomorrow. Hopefully it’s still there when we wake up tomorrow.

Boring Island  
Boring Island  

Gelitin – that’s 4 friends. All the adventures they had in 30 days on a small island are told in this book. There were animals, hunger, wind...

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