Fishing at One Mile

The weather is certainly a bit on the cold side with overnight temps still down to 10 or 12 DegC, but the days are very pleasant with 24DegC. My first task today was to see the Novus man so he can drill another hole in my windscreen to prevent a crack from travelling any further. Next stop was the car wash to give the car a quick clean.

There I was approached by a traveller from Argentina who's car wasn't working after he hit the engine with the high pressure washer. I took him to a 2 mechanics and an auto electrician but the best he could get was advise on what to do - everyone seemed to be booked out until next week Wednesday. I ended up dropping him back to his car so he could let it dry out and hopefully start it later today.

I also had to call in at the tackle shop for some

more fishing advice and some more lures to catch BIG fish with. Back at the caravan we decided to go fishing in the afternoon but first we visited a local fruit farm and enjoyed a Mango smoothie, chocolate coated coated frozen banana and home made pineapple ice cream - very nice. Fruit and vegetable around here are just great, all ripened fully on the plant and very tasty.

We drove over the Gascoyne river which normally runs underground but is currently flowing above ground. The sand on either side of the bridge is piled up over 2mt high - I assume this is all the sand washed down in the recent floods. This area is not made for rain - they had 20mm on Tuesday and there are still huge puddles of water lying everywhere.

The recent rain has also brought out the sandflies and they seem to love me - I have the love-bites to proof it!

For fishing we drove to one mile jetty and took the little train out to the end where we commenced our activities. Rumpole of the Bailey coined the expression "She who must be obeyed" but in our family the expression "She who catches all the fish" is more suitable. Needless to say, she was at it again and caught quite a number of fish while I got one - mind you, mine was larger. By 4:30 PM we had dinner in the bag with 5 Bream to take home. Many more were caught but they were too small. Alexander caught a very interesting fish called a Common Dart - very pretty with huge fins. You never know what you pull out of the water up here, they have sharks cruising around and even get whales to come in and scratch themselves on the jetty. We got back to the car on the little train, filleted the fish at the caravan park and ate them for dinner barely 2 hours after they were caught. Even Andrea liked the taste of the fresh Bream.

Tonight is our last night at Carnarvon as we're moving to Quobba Station tomorrow morning. I'm not sure about reception at Quobba, but I expect we'll be out of reach until probably Wednesday night when get to Coral Bay.