Showing posts with label Fishing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fishing. Show all posts

Sunday, 28 December 2008

All in a day..

Christmas has come and gone with little fanfare here but I hope all readers have had a safe and happy time.

With new car and feeling a little down I decided fishing would be the thing to do. Not much happening on tv except the cricket and quite frankly that is as boring as watching paint dry at the moment. Not having wet a line in ages, I was quite adamant I would catch the first fish....and YES, I did but wait for it.... none worth keeping, they were all too small.
Here you see the 2nd biggest silver bream which was about the size of a cigarette packet. Oh well, better luck next time.

Time to move camp and head to a different spot when driving a mother cassowary and her twin chicks were walking across the road. Cassowaries are an endangered species with approx only 1500 left. Cassowaries are the third largest bird on the planet. They feed mainly on fruits and people are discouraged from feeding them as they become too familiar with humans and can rely on them for food. Cassowaries have been known to attack and have powerful legs with which they use to attack and possibly disembowel their victim. I stopped the car as the chicks kept running in front and then when attempting to pass he would run back and forth, eventually we got past, all the while momma was happily eating roadside keeping a watchful eye on the enthusiastic chicks.


Here in my own backyard every afternoon there is a visitor of a male peafowl or peacock. He wanders through my yard, minding his own business eating any insects that he finds. Every night you can here the cries of the peacock which is said to occur during mating season, I have yet to see a female pea hen. Tikky and Felix, the masters of the house were delighted when they first seen the giant bird and crouched in the grass. The peacock was non-plussed and walked straight past them, and now I think they have given up on a feast that only pussy cats dream of. I have been trying for a few weeks to get a decent photo to share with you all and so far this is as good as I can get.

Saturday, 5 April 2008

Girls Know How to Fish




These are the essentials in a girls tackle box. No need for that high tech fancy gear. Those artsy looking rods and reels that cost a fortune pale in comparison to the good old fashioned hand line. Then again, line burn when you hook a decent sized one hurts like hell. No need to use wire traces, you only lose them anyway and as for lures, they useless, fresh bait is best...EXCEPT for worms and live yabbies.. Double barbed hooks are a must, and never share your sinkers with anyone, they will treat you like you are a tackle shop and loot what gear you have. Padlock your tackle box, and guard it like Fort Knox. In the famous words of Rex Hunt, "Tight Lines".