Bushman files - #1 Going Fishing
- by Tony Charky-
As some of you know I dreamed
about a worldtrip, so after saving money for a couple
of years this old man finally did it.
To be honest i couldn't realize all my dreams, and this
was not because lack of budget, but lack of time. After
leaving Brussels for London I stayed only a few days
in the neighbourrhood of Big Ben, and believe me, a
couple of days with British food, beer and weather is
Let's get the hell to the pacific! After I left the
airport in Singapore someone hit me with a hammer. Airhumidity
was so high that it felt like breathing and walking
through water. These people know what luxury is! At
the airport there was a swimming pool in that you could
use if your next connection took too long. Hmmm furter
on "a city is a city", the one special thing was that
everyone had dollar signs in their eyes, even the girls
I dated. If you don't need any electronical gadgets
at ridiculously low prices - don't go there!
Australia (Sydney - Cronulla Beach)
I travelled from Singapore to Sydney and landed there
late in the evening and then straight on to Cronulla
Beach (just south of Sydney). Oh, my God! This must
be a dream. The streets are filled with palmtrees and
these trees are stuffed with hundreds and hundreds of
all sort of parrots and cacatoes - ,screaming your ears
out! Beautiful! I arrived in heaven, and what a perfect
place to get over my jetlag (jetlag? what jetlag?).
Now, all I need to find out is where to buy bait, get
a fishing licence and how to catch the locals fish here.
It's the longest beach I've ever seen (found out later
that there is just no end to it). They told me to put
sardines on the hook, and so i did. I got a lot of bites
and.....didn't catch a thing! What a terrible disappointment.
I asked one of the local chaps for some advice. He seemed
to be getting lots of fish. He told me about this dangerous
hooking system of making a chain of hooks. You just
keep putting one hook through the eye of the next one,
doing so with up to 15 hooks and then take a whole sardine
and cover all them hooks with it. Guess what? It worked!
First night of fishing produced a good catch - A couple
of flatheads, tailors and some more weird animals. Perfectly
happy I was walking along the beach headning back to
the hostel when I ran into a couple of guys baiting
their hooks (big enough to pull a car) with fish from
around 1 kg. I asked them, friendly as always, if they
were bloody drunk or just slightly pissed and with a
big smile on their face they hand me beer (I start to
like them Ozzies, they always go fishing in company
of a truckload of beer)
They explained to me that during fullmoon (2 nights
before and 2 nights after) this beach was excellent
fishing for Jawfish and sharks. Yeah right! My second
name is Thomas - I don't believe it before I see. Well,
I am a believer! Good heavens! Somewhere during the
fourth beer one of the rods starts bending over and
the reel started screaming just as if they'd hooked
a submarine. After a 40 minute fight I was handed the
rod and the two guys put on some gloves and walked knee
deep into the water. They land a fish about my size!
I was sort of in shock and when I took a short look
at this tiny telescopic rod I brought with me and started
It costed them a few more beers to get me over it.This
old man couldn't sleep to well that night.
That's all for this time. Next time I will tell you
about the Royal National Park.
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