For the last few years, I had pretty much neglected a present from my wife; one of cheapest lenses Canon manufacture – a 50mm 1.8f lens costing a grand total of around $140 at the time. While it was cool at first, it was a little slow to auto-focus and just felt a little plastic…
Occasionally, it’s just nice to get back out into the wilderness!
Year after year, season after season, a desire to explore the wilderness beckons. Round the next bend, over the furthest hill. While somewhat content with the small windows of opportunity to fish, some missions require more consideration with a time-slot allocated in advance. Not necessarily miles away from human activity, but somewhere lesser-known or a…
October is the time of year that sends many anglers into a fly fishing frenzy, as the mayfly emerges from its hibernation. Truth be known, I have witnessed mayfly still hatching in the depths of winter on small creeks, so I guess the exact timing could be attributed to complexities around geographical micro-climates, but generally…
Well it appears that the bitterly cold hand of winter has finally departed and the long, quiet and almost meditative nights of tying flies in front of the fire have come to an end. Our attention is now diverted from reading about amazing piscatorial exploits to actually getting out there and putting all these theories…
Have you ever been to The Back of Whoop Whoop? I’ve been there. You take a left at Old Mate’s, then keep driving beyond The Black Stump. Meander through The Pines until you’re Over the Hill. It’s past The Middle of Nowhere, near The Back of Buggery. Turns out it’s pretty neat.
There’s been enormous talk of Anzac Day this year, and what it means historically, emotionally, nationally and personally. You could say that it’s become heavily commercialised. From attending Anzac Day marches as a child to standing around the cenotaph with a rifle as a teenager, I’ve been involved. Yarning with diggers, listening to stories as…
As the last light of each day fades, so too, the season itself. The sun glistens through the fragile willow leaves, as they hold on for dear life, paving the way for a hibernation, of sorts, a shut-down. A period of routine preventative maintenance. The water, noticeably cooler, is running higher than it was just a…
Monkey see, monkey threw… Monkey failed, monkey blue. Luckily, that monkey found some other things to do.
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…
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