We were up and about at about 8:30 this morning to the local Market at the Mud Brick Pavilion. It looked like 8:30 was more set up time than opening time for the market. But the fresh produce there looked great. We got some really fresh asparagus and some strawberries. Deb picked up the paper and some morning/afternoon tea snacks, while I went back and got ready to go fishing.
I was heading off to “the Narrows”, a, you guessed it, narrow stretch of water connecting the lower lake to the upper lake. It is supposed to be a hotspot for fish. With large flathead, bream, tailor, and even mulloway being caught there. Deb planned her morning to relax and read her favourite paper.
I drove down to Buckland’s Jetty and was in, sorry, on the water in no time. I soon met another guy in a kayak (his was powered!) who said he had caught a couple of tailor trawling. So there were fish out there and my hopes were raised. After about 2 hours I called it quits, the cold, wind and lack of fish had got to me. As I pulled into the beach I launched from and couple of fisheries people, stopped and asked to see my licence! It took me a little time to find it, but they were happy to see it. (And I was happy I found it!) They told me that there weren’t many fish being caught and that those that were caught were being taken in the upper lakes, a place I hadn’t tried! It seems my thoughts on the locals that have been swearing blind that lots of people have been getting lots of fish are just what I thought they were, “Fisherman’s Tales!”
The wind really picked up in the afternoon, so we both spent the afternoon with our heads firmly in our books, nice and cosy and warm in the van.
Tomorrow, we start making our way in the direction of home. We are driving about halfway towards Daylesford, our aim is a free camp spot on a river near a town called Rosedale. Then on Monday we have an easy drive to Daylesford for a few days relaxation before heading home on Thursday.
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