Bart Bear's Blog

At the Fishing Boat Harbour in Fremantle there is a street lined with lots of anchors. The anchors were mostly dredged up from the sea bottom while the harbour was being widened and deepened, and are from ships that got stuck and had to cut the anchor line to get free. There are lots of different types of anchors there and Dad was all excited explaining how they worked and what sort of ships would have lost them. Scruffy and I had a better use for them. Anchors make great climbing frames for small bears. The only downside to anchor climbing is that they sometimes leave dust, rust and grease on fur and Mum gets a bit stroppy with us, but that doesn't stop us doing it whenever she is looking the other way. The other side of the road is full of the biggest fish-and-chip shops I have ever seen. The oldies say the tucker is good, but small bears aren't allowed near f+c because they (the f+c) are greasy. Sometimes I think there is a conspiracy to keep us away from interesting food.

Labels: climbing, Perth, Western Australia