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500g chopped green prawns
2 finely chopped spring onions
1 can of water chestnuts chopped finely
1 teaspoon of crushed ginger
1 teaspoon Chinese cooking wine
1 egg white beaten stiff
1 teaspoon rice flour
Pinch of salt
Oil for deep-frying
Mix all the ingredients except the egg white
and the rice flour. When the ingredients are
well mixed, fold in the egg and rice flour.
Make into walnut size balls. Heat oil in a
wok and deep-fry the balls for 3 minutes
until golden. Drain and serve immediately.
Scarlet billows start to spread
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Beat the summer Heat!
Three speed whisper quiet
Ihave been watching the SuperFoilers
racing ... or should I say flying. I must
say these boats take my breath away.
When up on their foils they move up to
speeds of 80kph with only three crew
hanging in there. I still can’t believe the
speed they get up to.
Olympic gold medallist Nathan
Outteridge who is part of the Euroflex
SuperFoiler team agrees.
“If we hadn’t sailed the America’s Cup
boats I would be petrified,” Outteridge
said. “ You are just on the trapeze ready
to get catapulted.
“ There is expectation on our shoulders,
but at the same time it is a massive learning
moment – this is the 18-footer on steroids.”
I would have liked them when I was
sailing on 18-footers with the Sydney
Amateurs. The 18s were the fastest sailing
boat on Sydney Harbour through the
1930s-1960s. I must admit that we carried
a lot more weight than these SuperFoilers.
With a clinker hull and around eight huge
footballer types dressed in woollen footie
jumpers and footie shorts. Plus a bailing
boy tied to the bottom of the boat.
This large crew was OK when a strong
southerly was blowing. But if the wind
dropped the skipper would have an
argument with the crew members he had
picked to jump into the water next to the
turning buoy so the race tender could pick
them up, thus lightening the boat so it
could catch the gentler breeze.
In those days because the cargo ships
sitting at anchor used to throw their
garbage over the side, the harbour was
full of sharks. So it was no wonder the
crew members who were going over the
side argued about which one was to go
overboard. If we capsized there was a mad
scramble to have the sail under you, as the
fear of sharks was understandably a worry.
It was a while back when I was living in
Mosman and using Sirius Cove walkways
around the outside of the Zoo that this
Late in the day Gary and I were
returning along the track from Whiting
Beach where we had been fishing.
“Hey, Chaos, let’s have one cast off
the point,” Gary said as we came up to
the track leading to the point.
I could hear someone yelling.
“No worries, but it sounds like
someone might be there already.”
When we came out on the cliff
overlooking the rocks down at water level,
we could see a woman standing back from
the edge. She was trying to get someone’s
attention right out in the water. The rock
the woman was on was awash and she
was nearly up to her knees when the
waves came in.
“Chaos look! Is that a guy in the water
over there? ”
I looked out and could see a bloke’s
head bobbing about. He looked to be in
trouble. He was fully clothed and waving
his hands around.
“I don’t think he can swim very well.
Gary you have the heavy line see if you
can hook him.”
“ Why don’t you jump in? ”
I didn’t answer at first until the women
yelled at me in a foreign language.
“All right I’ll go in.” While saying this
I took my shirt off and with my shorts on
I made my way around the oysters and
dived in. I swam out to him and found his
clothes were pulling him down. I grabbed
him and put him on his back and slowly
started to tow him into a spot where there
were fewer oysters.
“Look out, Chaos!” Gary yelled ... I felt
something big thump my back and then the
feeling of coarse sandpaper being ripped
across my back.
“Get out of the water! Your back is
“What hit me?” I asked as Gary as I
pulled the bloke up on the rocks.
“ That!” Gary said pointing out in the
water. To my horror I saw a two metre
grey monster go past the rock we were
standing on. After the woman made sure
that the bloke was all right he came over
and in broken English thanked me and
invited both Gary and I to his house in
Prince Albert Street for a drink and some
Chinese snacks. h
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