Well I don't know where we are posting reports now?
Tony M (M for Mondy now) Tony Mondy put a link to another thread but I can't find it via the chatroom so what the
Any way I will paste post here
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Well I'll Bloody tell ya. It was a great weekend![]()
Good to meet everybody and forget who was who I am flat out remebering obe name let alone two. Sorry about the spelling bit it is akward typing this with on hand. I was going toweight till tomorrw hopfully I can take the brace off my arm then but havin read all the post so far I had to ave a go.
I started Friday early to get a eraly get away, Some of you had asked about the leaders I had been making so I had made a few to bring, do you think I could find the bloody things in the shednah turned it upside down for an hour. As you saw I had some stickers made up and wanted to put them on the boat to celebrate the inaugral Monster muster (Monster more likely ). So I got the sticker one one side but unfortunately having gone to thr trouble of getting them made put the first one too high on the boat Bloody lucky I woke up to that and got the other side right! Unfortunately they were not the same hiight which upset compulsive obsesive mental condition. Any way doesn't matter after unpluggeing the lectric. (yes it was charged up before I left) I got the gear out ofh te shed and managed to get the old Patrol to start. I need a kit in the carbie they reckon but who has the money for that when you know you are going to foxies) :huh: so the truck fired up and I am off. After a last minute check of the thread of course. So about 10.30 woo hoo on the road, not so early .
Any way about half an hour up the road I am look back at the boat as one does thinking how clear the view was out the back. Bloody luck I realised me bloody swag wasn't in the backkids must have taken it out for a sleep over. Too old to be cold so turn the rig around and half an hour back. Bloody lucky because when I got the swag from the shed there was me new net I got from foxie last time still sittin there bloody lucky might need that; I didn't
Any way half an hour later I am back where I was an hour before, so much for an early get away but everything is sweet and the wireless is even workin most of the time.
Friday Arvo called saw Foxie, ended up with a few more lures another rod and reel ( lucky i didn't waste money on that carby) Got to the dam and called in the office had a yarn to Rob and filled him in as he claimed not to about Ausfish he admired the sticker on the boat, more about that later.
Any way got camp set despite an old mate there nothing to do with Ausfish chewing my ear about his boat battery, wasn't he in the wrong department?
Then to the camp kitchen to meet and greet all these strange fellows with two namse. That whitto looks a lot like a Yetty when he is half sunburned half covered in zinc (and half pi55ed) I won't run thriugh the names you know who you were and i forget. Nipster was cookin up a banquet that made my tin o' soup look pretty ordinary. There were refreshing ales all roundThat went on for some time but I am pleased I went to bed before the port incident! especially when I saw Mike the next day up the dam. Actually I saw him a few times firstly to ask where the hell we were. I knew he was crook when he turned down a free XXXX. Actually he did that a few time becasue I keept coming back offerring him one
. At the ramp I found a thermos of coffee I made the day before and figured that looks good, I had forgotten the cup so tried to drink from the thermos, Don't try this at home!! Bloody coffee all over the new Kakoda shirt, crap! put the thermose on the passenger seat and it fell over filleing the sheep skin seat cover with coffee and all over my Bassin Qld vest, turned out that wasn't so bad because some one spinched the bloody vest that night any way. I was thinking bloody lucky, I could have been badly burned not just scolded.
Great spot up there in all those sticks. Did I mention my bloody eletric wouldn't work, Bloody lucky bloody lucky I didn't get into more trouble than I did in the sticks on me own with no electric and the wind strong enough to blow the bloody scales off a barra if he were to lift his head. Turned out no barra lifted their heads, bloody lucky. I give you the drum it is a night mare tryin to negotioate that forest flickin lures with no lectric on ya own racing back and forward to the yamaha. lures lost tangles in trees bloody lucky there are always more lures I suppose and I like shoppin for lures . I fished into the night but with the bloody battery flat I ended up trolling the basin because it was the only way to keep the lights on. I had come back to the basin, I wasn't risking being up the bush with no power after dark. You know with no battery power, the bloody sounder doesn't work or the GPS! Bloody lucky I found my way back, I did have to stop for directions, those reflectors are a great idea foxie.![]()
On the topic of fishin I ploughed around the basin for a little while and got enough charge to get the souder to work bloody lucky, for aboput two minutes. But long enough to find 23 degrees water temp. Yes as I have said despite the sooth sayers that dam wall get hot during the day and warms the water I caould a big girl there on a previous trip but don't tell anyone. Any way I managed to find the ramp again the steep concrete bastard because I missed the other one
bloody lucky. I was pleased to get back to the ramp! at the ramp the motor was jammed down, how handy is that? Bloody lucky I didn't slam into something fortunately my trailer has some clearance. I can tell you the novelty was wearing off when I couldn't gat that motor up.
Got back to camp without hitting any roos. Went for a shower, forgot the towel bloody lucky I had those long short to dry myself. Back at the tent I realised I had left my Bassin Qld vest in the shower. (the one with coffee over it) bloody lucky, lucky for some thievin bastard. It is a one off so I will know it if I see it, I recognise the bloody coffee stains.
Dinner was great very social rowdy mob. Presentation great you wouldn't believe from the post above the trophy winner had nothin to say on the night. Thankfully Mick Callop was kind enough to plug me in to charge the battery I had hoped something had moved in the boat travelling upo and turn lights on or something and thats why the battery was flat.
Well Callop and co Nagged around the fire telling lies till late and managed to get me on the port, bloody lucky there was only half a bottle left . I am pleased I went to bed befor the bewttching hour. Next morning most were up and away. I was determined to have another fish with a fully charged electric. So down to the ramp woo hoo! motored up the the second bay in the sticks. Andnothing in the way of power almost enough to make me swear. Bloody lucky it was daylight. any way despite the gale force winds I am bloody fishin! I got out my favourit Scorpion on my Pflueger Barra impoundment (Foxie special) thats when I reralised it was one of those lure colour they don't make any more. Any way flick wizzzzz over a bastard tree and the bloody tree would not surrender it. No electric! gale force winds on my own . Well that tree was not keeping my favourite without a fight. Back off reel mucked around tied off to tree. Bloody luck I had a strike back, the flash fibre glass pole ones that go up trees. Well I can tell you those bastards don't float!. And I didn't do my bung arm any good wrestling with that bloody tree for my lure.. Heres another thing bloody lucky when I stumbled I only stood on my old Daiwa millionare, you wouldn't think those steel hadles would bend but they do.
Back to the ramp, back to camp, packed up, checked with Rob at the shop no one handed in my Bassin vest. Because I had the sticker on the boat he thought I had some say in things so I wore the story of the night before, apparently the party got rowdy in the early hours of the morning. He was good enough to tell me ten campers complained and said they would not be back. He was disapointed. He did say there is a spot out of the way down a track we could have next year but with no facilities. My view is surley we can have a good time without upsetting the locals. Most importantly no one handed in my vest. I too needed a coupla cans of V to get home. I got them at the road house when I got the schnitzle burger from the hot box. That seemed like a good idea at the time but somet imes that hot boxe stuff doesn't last real well
I was crook within an hour.
As it turned out there hadn't been a light on on the boat to flatted the battery. It is fried bloody lucky they have more where that come from.
When I got Home I am informed the bloody puppy jumped off the verandah and smashed a leg. . BLOODY LUCKY! for $1.500 at the vet put plates in its leg. A 3 month old overwound jack russlle.
BLOODY LUCKY I was not makin the descisions or the BLOODY dog would not have survived I give you the drum! I would have come back from the vet with bad news.
See you next year. I think my card reader is ted. So no go photo
Would like to have caught up with Roo and the Missus, what's the go? Don't you like fishin?
See you next year but be careful don't be killin our kangaroos and scaring the bloody monkeys!