There comes a time when you simply have to accept, that the holiday is over. No longer will you be side-casting under the overhang of a myrtle tree, as the deafening sound of the cicada echoes through the eucalypts above. Gone is the sweet tempo of the headwater creek, gently tumbling its way off the…
It suddenly dawned on me, that while I have basically whored a couple (of hundred) images around the internet, I’m yet to share my story here on the biggest, wildest and most badass brown trout that I’ve ever had the pleasure of tangling with… In fact, the whole story starts on the internet. Well, social media…
Every season, things happen from a piscatorial perspective that kind of tickle my fancy. It might be a memorable fish, a new water, amazing wilderness, fishing with someone I’ve never fished with before, or even just a day on the water when someone falls over and eats shit. Either way, every mission offers something that…
The Central Highlands of Tasmania is an amazing place, the scope for exploration never ending. One can easily find themselves completely immersed in their surroundings in a continuous pursuit of new waters and the possibilities they behold. More often than not it is fishing that brings us to our destination, but occasionally it isn’t…
Recently I had the pleasure of escorting a pair of the world’s coolest trout bums to a very special part of Tasmania. Paul and Gerd had travelled half way around the world from Austria in search of the ultimate Western Lakes polaroiding experience. Although our spotted locals eluded them on this day the images of…
One day soon, I will tell you a story about that time on Australia Day when I encountered a trophy brown trout tipping the weigh net at 10.5lb, on a small dry fly, in the middle of Tasmania’s Western Lakes wilderness, many miles from any road. It was kind of epic and I’m still buzzing!!…
The lads had been looking forward to it for many weeks, a chance to all hook up and hike into the wilderness, where conservation meets salivation. The date was set – Friday 13th December, and to say we were all a little edgy at work that week would be an understatement. Not edgy due to…
The weather dictates much of what we don’t want – miserable fishing conditions. Just as we receive a weather-high, it’s often followed by a subsequent low. While we blame Huey (the weather god) for many missed opportunities or cancelled outings, sometimes we need to blame ourselves for not committing in the first place. Sometimes, you…
Summer is a very exciting time of year for the Tasmanian fly fisherman. Until now the surface activity has been very few and far between. We relied instead on our keen eye to pick out trouty shapes amongst a myriad of trouty shaped things that aren’t actually trout. That time is drawing to a close and things are…
Sometimes I ask myself the same question while hail stones are stinging my face, while the gusts of wind blow me off my feet and my numb fingers refuse to tie on the new fly after the last one ended up in a tree behind me. Yes fly fishing can be a tough gig, but…
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