Coorong - March 2006

The inaugural Gashes presentation trip. Whilst they were created at Hillocks, this was the first trip where they were up for grabs.


The Gashes, all clean and new on their first outing

We crossed over to the ocean side of the coorong via tea tree crossing, which for once, had no water in it. After setting up camp, we got the rods ready, and within 30mins I had a big run on my line. Nothing but a lowly stingray, but still, everyone else had nothing, so I was officially in front for the Gashes!



Matt and Will both followed up with cathes of their own shortly after, with a tiny mulloway each. The water was amazingly calm for the Coorong, where we are used to non stop waves rolling in, 6 breaks back. We fished until the sun went down, and head back to set up the camp fire for the night.



We mustn't have had too much to drink that night, because we were at dawn fishing again, and the water was even calmer than the day before.



So calm, and non-windy, that we actually cooked up breakfast right on the beach!



Soon the action for the day begun, and it was to be the day of dog sharks.




Will pulled in 3 of these ugly things, and Matt got 1 himself. Interestingly enough, at the time of writing, we've had ten trips to the Coorong, and never caught one of these before or after this particular trip. So, despite them being ugly useless fish, no one had caught anything else worth keeping, so Will was in front with 3 of these fellas, and a small mulloway.

Matt pulled in a smaller stingray than my own during the day as well, though we considered Will to still be holding the lead.



The wind picked up late in the afternoon, causing chaos with our campsite. The tarps blew down and the gazebo took a beating. We had to reinforce it with some other metal poles that luckily were in the car

The dodgy repairs



Nothing else was landed on the beach that day, nor the next morning, and after cooking up breakfast on the remaining coals of the fire, we packed up the car and headed home, via a drive down the beach to check out 32 mile crossing first. The water looked good down that way, but the beach is a lot softer, and theres an absense of camping spots behind the dunes.



Will takes home the inaugural gashes!