Hauron was glad he was taking this trip to Wrea. The oceanic planet had a few breeds of shark that made excellent Mikkian and Mandalorian fusion dishes. The Rally Master had experimented with a few recipes in his spare time and wanted to have some of the fresh stuff himself. Plus this was the closest to a vacation as the Group Leader got. The group had a license for this hunting and it was legal but it was dangerous for them to attempt this analog style. This would be a return to their ancestor's roots and a test of their ability not to mention they would get a chance to relax.
The sharks they were after frequented a cove in the northern hemisphere of the planet but there were no landing zones for ships except on the far side of the island. The Mandalorian would not want them to fly close to the isolated cove and scare away the game they were hunting. It was going to be hard enough to get them as is. The real trick, and the part that made this fun, was the rocky mountain range that surrounded the cove by land.
The Solus's ship sat beside them, protecting them from the shade for the time being. A hologram of the island they were on sat between the Mandalorians, slowly rotating before them as Hauron held the projector in his hand. "So we'll climb these cliffs here. Then scale our way down there." He pointed, causing the hologram to shimmer momentarily.
"Make sure you travel light fam and only take what you need. We're hoofing it and will be coming back with more weight if things go well. We're leaving soon." Everyone had time to get their things from their ships. The Mikkian brought his swim trunks, some sun block and a telescopic and highly collapsible parasol along with a good book among other things.
@Fine Dining Set