The rest of the year, it's a great place for locals and visitors alike to cast off and have a chat over a few beers or a thermos of tea.
Here's the Man from Snowy River checking his lines.
There's a bloke who works at the Fishermen's Co-op who is a writer. He regularly posts his poetry on the chalkboard outside of the Co-op.. Here's a sample from the week after Mother's Day.
Out of The Lost Mother's Day
Anakoussos to Beethoven's Fifth (in C Minor)
And oblivious to Poseidon's wretched cry
Drunk on red he stumbles out of Lorne Fishermens Co/op
In search of Mother's Day.
Christos.
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