On our last visit to Australia 8 years ago, we started in Perth(via Singapore) moved up to Exmouth, back to Perth.
The we got on a train to Adelaide, flew on to Melbourne, then by plane to Sydney and then across to the North Island New Zealand we couldn't get the the South Island because the Cook Straight was closed due to the weather. Then home(via Bangkok).
We decided we would have to go back go back to see more of the country. It took a long time, but with much world travel in between time!
I think I have, somewhere the report I did to our travel agent, I may well put it on here!
17th April to 19th May
This time, using the same agent, we decided to see a little more of the country.
So, we started in Kuala Lumpa , had two days there before flying on to Sydney and two days more. Then flying up to Cairns for a couple of nights and to pick up a hire car and drive slowly down the coast to Brisbane over 13 days.
From there we flew across to Perth, had an overnight and then flew up to Exmouth (Learmonth) for a week with my brother Ted, his wife, of 40 years June and the dog Mollie!
Whilst there, we met up with their second daughter Vicky and her husband Jeff ( a boat owner) and their two kids (Alex and Axel). More about that later.
Exmouth is a town on the tip of the North West Cape in Western Australia. Located 1,270 kilometres (798 miles) north of the state capital Perth.
After the week with them we flew back to Perth for two nights, and to see the rest Ted's "kids" Katie, Debbie, (little) Ted and their 8 kids,
Vicky,Ted, Debbie and Katie |
All in all a great trip, with plenty of very good food. I could detail our experience but I'm not certain it will interest my readers.
I can say is there is still a great deal to see, so before we leave it too late, we need to get back, to visit Tasmania, the South Island (NZ), maybe Darwin and the north and more fishing off Exmouth!
The fishing
With Jeff, working for most of the week we managed, apart from a couple of attempts at shore fishing with lures, to get out on his boat for one day, in an autumn temperature nudging 30c.
Our day started with the launching of the boat from a trailer into fairly strong on shore winds that were pushing waves straight into the jetty giving us a good chop to contend with and potential to push the boat back onto the loading ramp, or into the jetty..
At first, Jeff was of a view that it wouldn't be an easy task to do this, what with my inexperience and young Alex age 11, also holding the ropes.
So we held off for a while awaiting the expected calming of conditions.
In the meantime a more experienced team of 4 arrived and launched their boat without a problem, so Jeff said OK, lets do it. I'm not certain that Alex was very confident with that decision!
After a slight struggle and some bumps, Alex and I managed to secure the boat to the jetty, whilst Jeff moved his 4 x 4 off the ramp to a parking area.
The trip out was a bit bumpy, to say the least, and although I don't suffer from the mal di mer, young Alex was a bit peaky.
He soon overcame this, when within 5 minutes of trolling off the back of the boat I hooked into and landed a Spanish mackerel. I'm advised of about 13kg.
There were no more takes on the way to Jeff's first first mark.
I must confess at this stage, that I've always seen sea fishing as a bit of a chuck it and chance it way to fish, so have not put myself out too much to fish this way.
Over the mark we pulled in the trolling rods and made use of some lighter tackle, my first problem was the fact that I had little experience of a multiplier reel, especially one set with a right hand wind!
Anyway, after baiting up with strips of mullet, I was soon fishing at about 20 metres depth with a heavy lead on the bottom and two baited hooks up the trace, and the boat on a drift through the mark.
This is where my thoughts changed on the chuck it and chance it approach,as I was soon feeling the tugging of fish and hit into a big tug which turned out to be a very colourful rankin cod.
It was rankin HOT!! |
We landed a good few fish, moving marks in rapidly improving weather conditions, including tomato cod, bluebone. Some of the catch were undersized that went straight back in, some not fine eating, but which backed up our bait bucket, which was rapidly diminishing.
tomato cod |
What we hooked and didn't land, as we weren't fishing for them and our tackle wasn't up to it, were the sharks!
On two occasions I had what I felt were good fish taken by shark, one minute I was hauling up, the next minute my rod is bucking and pulling it's way around the boat.
My first straightened the hook, the next I thought I had the better of, but it bit through the trace after a hard tussle. This was the fight I hadn't experienced earlier.
So after some hours of drift fishing, sometimes with a drogue,especially over the deeper marks, Jeff thought we should see if we could get ourselves a marlin or sailfish.
The trolling rods were put out again in flat calm waters and I was very soon into a fine barracuda, I'm told of about 10 kg.
We didn't get a picture as Jeff was quick with the long handled pliers to remove the hook whilst the fish was still in the water, and I was too excited to think about the photo opportunity.... I do remember it had a fine set of teeth, not certain I would have fancied it on board though!
I did get one more fish on the troll before we got back to shore, which was a small longtail tuna.
No luck with the big game fish though.
We had fish and chips that night, Jeff did the preparation and cooking. The cod were very fine tasting fish, gently fried in a crumb.
The mackerel was expertly filleted cross cut into steaks and is currently in brother Ted's freezer.
I'll be back!
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