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Head For The Hills

A bag made up of 50,49,49,48,46 cm Bass is something that you do not see very often

In Cod We Trust

Winter fishing continued… Winter Bass fishing can be tough and you never know if your efforts will be rewarded. I just need to be on the river so the fishing takes a second place from the paddling and camping. I had been promising my… Continue Reading “In Cod We Trust”

Dust off the boots and pack an extra jumper!

It doesn’t take a lot to get me to go fishing. To be honest all it takes is a message or phone call and I`m your man. Since the drought hit and then it was the fires and then floods and finally to top… Continue Reading “Dust off the boots and pack an extra jumper!”

No one wants to be “That Guy”

Day 1 I never sleep well the night before a big trip as my mind goes over all the little and big things such as have I packed everything and what will be the best camp spots. This trip was no different, but I… Continue Reading “No one wants to be “That Guy””

Bass, Snakes & Strawberry Shakes

Dave landed at the Airport and on the way back to my place we chatted about options and tied up the loose ends for the trip he had booked over the next 4 days. This being Daves second trip with us he had a… Continue Reading “Bass, Snakes & Strawberry Shakes”

“You do not simply catch Jungle Perch, you bloody earn them”

A few years back before I was guiding I went on a holiday with a couple of blokes up to FNQ chasing Jungle Perch and Sooty`s. It was an exploration trip and we spent the week driving, hiking and bush bashing. It was so… Continue Reading ““You do not simply catch Jungle Perch, you bloody earn them””

When it rains it pours….

3 day guided Bass fishing trip in the mountains of NSW

The Big River

Glen had booked this trip looking for a mix of fish and some amazing camping in the hope that he and his boy Mitch could spend some time on the water before the school term started. The weather looked great except for a bit… Continue Reading “The Big River”

Lucky Escape

I heard “YEP” and was relieved to see Dave getting towed into the bushes by a decent Bass. By the time I made it to him he had subdued the fish and I slid the net under it (thank God).

Close but no Cigar (Hat)

Owens wife had secretly organised a trip for his birthday back in August so when we collected Owen from the airport he was as keen as they come. With the Rivers still running a little dirty, we set off in the late afternoon and… Continue Reading “Close but no Cigar (Hat)”

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