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Eventually got back to my place around 11 last night absolutely dead tired by then. At least the stiffness is gone. Thanks guys for an epic trip! I am off to the doc to find out about stds from sleeping with crayfish
You can be glad that we did not find any crabs.
Awesome trip with some awesome friends , a hectic 12 hours drive there and 12 hours back by none other than Reefz aka "ironman" dunno how you do it ..!!! thanks to all that came along WK aka "tumbleweed" Bradley aka " halfpint frodo baggins" , Kumz ( sweeeeets... !!!) doc martin , Fritz aka " has anyone seen my slide trace..??" thanks to Raveen aka" hotsauce"... ... plenty laughs, some hard walks and tough fishing , good food and cold ones , Fritz can run off- road ads for Nissan , no problem and Jeep will be amazed what there product can do , fishing was a bit bleak thanks to the weather and frontal systems that passed thru , lowering tempreatures and the barometric , but the fun and laughter was worth it , i managed a small kob of 56 cm , will post pic later tonite and a few stumpies came out and the odd shad and small fry , at one stage 5 slides out with 3 live bait and 2 with chokka and bonnie , but no takers at all , but all in all was a great 2 1/2 days of fishing and fun ...
Left my mark at Brazen as well, probably left behind 40 sinkers in the bricks all over the place
The Green Scorpions are coming for you!
Some more snippets as we remember them...Fritz, Raveen and Kumz... eish the naughtiest bastids I've ever seen. Poor old Gareth... he was a nervous wreck by the time the trip was over... completely paranoid!!Any drink he put down at any time of the day had chillies immediately smeared around the lip of the glass/bottle... walked around with hotlips 24hrs a day!He also was the victim of the phantom smokes-stealer... spent half the day of every trip looking for smokes that someone had pinched...Brad got into his sleeping bag the first night with a Big live crayfish... the screams of horror! When he had disposed of the Crayfish, he got back into his bag and slept the whole night in his sleeping bag sprayed with Gulp smelly sauce... thought he had a fungus or something Raveen gets ready to slide... casts his sinker out, lets it settle, then reaches down for his trace.... gone! Poof! Spends the next 10 minutes searching the entire rock face looking for it. Goes back to his tackle bag to find another and Fritz pops up: "Raveen is this yours?" ... small crackattack!Fritz is nodding off holding his rod... things very quiet... everyone praying for a bump... Raveen sneaks around the front of the rocks and jerks his line hard... never seen anyone react so fast to jump up and start reeling... needless to say there were some jet propelled missiles thrown at Raveen for the next few minutes..Gareth sitting up high on the rocks... Kumz sees this huge swell coming... shouts "Run!" and gaps it to higher ground... Gareth skeems he'll take his chances as no wave has come close yet... s'trues nuts this wave dumps right on top of him!! He continues to sit there, dripping wet and just shakes his head slowly... reaches for his smokes, which are now hidden in a tupperware, only problem was the lid was off!! His last pack ruined... So he moves again to higher ground, half an hour later.... a dumper of note whacks him a 2nd time... now he's sulking!!