The Holiday is Over…

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…

Fish of a Lifetime

It suddenly dawned on me, that while I have┬ábasically 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…

2015/16 Season Highlights

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…

New Water

With every season comes a renewed desire to explore new water. Somewhere I’ve never been, somewhere I’ve never fished. It might be a whole new river, maybe even just a new section. It’s sometimes a wilderness lake, many kilometres walk from any road, allowing for plenty of pondering as you re-trace the paths of the…

A Bugs Life

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…

Playtime on the Plateau

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…