After Kym secured his first legal mulloway back in February, we were keen to get back down to Salt Creek to add to the tally. The reports of good fish were starting to dry up and it seemed like this might be the last chance of the season.
I set off along with the two Kyms and swung by Ben's house to form a small convoy.
At the Salt Creek servo, we were informed that some recent catches of snapper and mulloway had come between the 42 mile and tea tree crossing - so that is where we pointed the cars. We crossed over a bone-dry tea tree, and turned left at the beach. After a bit of indecisiveness and back and forth on the beach, we settled upon a campsite with a decent looking gutter adjacent.
The sun was shining, and weather superb. Perfect beer drinking weather! Now, the lengthy time between the trip and writing this has some details a bit sketchy here. It wasn't the beer consumption.
Over the course of the trip, there were a few elephant sharks landed, in fact I am pretty sure everyone present landed at least one. The real excitement of the trip came when Kym D wound in a mulloway that called for the measuring tape. Unfortunately it fell just short of legal at 73cm and was sent on it's way.
Being that the mighty mulloway is the dream catch, that was declared enough to take out the Gashes. The other highlight of the trip was a fox walking in to camp whilst we sat around the fire. He was eating up old baits and discarded bits of elephant shark.
Photos to follow. I managed to avoid photoing any fish once again.
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| A fairly lazy effort at setting up camp. |
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| Can't complain! |
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| The weather was right, the fishing not so much |
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| Crystal clear skies |
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| Our night time intruder |
