There are no fish in Fish Creek. Well, unless you count the giant sculpture on top of the pub.
I don’t remember seeing a creek, either.
I did see an awful lot of gorgeous banksia bushes, a lot of music, endless smiles and a significant amount of Unstable Unicorns… which meant I didn’t really notice the lack of fish or absence of creeks.
But what was I doing in the inexplicably-named Fish Creek? And why was I taking so many photos?
Let me answer those questions with another one: Would you like to find out what really happens on Band Camp?