I spent the long weekend at Arugunnu, a campground in the Mimosa Rocks National Park on the far south coast of NSW. It is a special place for me, as it’s where I caught my first fish and spent a lot of time camping with my family as a kid. The thing I notice most when I get close is…
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Totally addicted to bass
I need to start this post by admitting that until last Friday, I’d never caught an Australian bass. I’ve only had two sessions previously and came up blank both times. After a cracking little weekend at the south coast with Graz, I’m regretting all those times I’ve driven straight over bass rivers en route to the ‘greener’ pastures of the…
Like shooting fish in a barrel
A couple of weeks ago photos of Brook trout caught in Victoria started popping up all over FB and instagram. Apparently a bunch of brook trout had escaped from a trout farm and people were jumping at the rare opportunity to catch these fish within a couple of hours from Melbourne. This weekend I decided to join the fray. I…
Fish handling: getting the glory shot
Getting a good shot of your prized catch is an important part of catch and release fishing for many anglers. Getting a shot that tells a story, that captures the essence of the moment and highlights the character of the fish so those precious moments can be relived when we aren’t out on the water. However, at least for me,…
Runoff report – floods and failure
It happens every year. It rains and I can’t help myself. The rivers are still rising, the clouds are angry and the roads are submerged. Most fishos stay at home to avoid the tempest. I just pack a bigger tarp, upsize my bilge pump and accept the inevitable drenching. This year has been no different. I’m up to my third runoff…
A few days trout fishing around Khancoban
Brett picked me up at 5pm and we proceeded to Nicks place. We were packed and ready to go at around 545pm and started the 5 hour drive to Khancoban. Lee and Perrin who had come from Canberra andMalua bay respectively were already there and Lee had provided reports of fish rising already. This was going to be a fun…
NT Adventures part two: One perfect day.
Hamish has given a good account of the trials and tribulations experienced during the four-day epic adventure on the Daly. Once we’d made it to safety, which was an effort in itself, we had a difficult decision to make. Where to fish next? Despite not discussing it explicitly at the time, we knew that if we didn’t find any fish,…
An encounter with sawfish
As this one slid over my head I couldn’t help but think there is something especially intriguing about Sawfish. What is the go with the saw? Do they need it in case they encounter an underwater forest or was it a simply a hiccup in evolution that resulted in them having to carry around this cumbersome appendage? When you look…
Weekend trouting…
As time faded away from me at my housemates going away party, I started to get a little anxious about whether I would actually wake up to my alarm at 415 the next morning, which was only 5 hours away. It had already been a pretty hectic weekend. A dinner party on Friday with friends we hadn’t seen for a…
Garlic, chilli and white wine mussels- a recipe of sorts
This is the last post of my recipe blitz. As you can maybe tell, my fishing expeditions over the holidays weren’t all that successful. The demands of the girlfriend, family and social events meant I wasn’t out fishing as much as I would have liked and my stubborn insistence that I was going to fish “fly only” for the trip to try…
Spacky Placky
Not many plackys can hold up to the rigors of multiple hits from toothy critters, hence the ‘soft plastic’ title. Give a ‘squidgy’ a tradies favourite though – the old Dunlop Volley – and they certainly redeem themselves. I’d go as far to call this guy a hard, mean placky with shoe eating capabilities! This is the result of my usual unpacking routine…
Christmas cant come soon enough…
Christmas and lots and lots of free time to go fishing is just around the corner, but until then, I’m having to get by on scraps… An hour here, an hour there, half a day sometimes if I’m lucky… This time of year is always hectic, but I’m trying to fit in as much fishing as I can, even…