learning how to fish in Forster - and then eating our beer battered triumphs
10.01.2011 - 12.01.2011 22 °C
With a few days to go until our New Zealand trip, Paddy and I accepted an invitation from his friend Alicia to come spend a couple days at her vacation house in Forster (pronounced "Fostah") with her boyfriend Pedini (which is his last name; his first name is Luke, but since this is how he was introduced to me, the last name has stuck) and our friends Dylan and Rachel. We embarked on the four hour drive with Dyl and Rach on Sunday morning, gearing up for a couple days of fishing and relaxing on the water. At this point, I was the only one who had never really fished before, so I had nooo idea how that was going to go down...
Soon after we arrived at the house, the boys - who all study marine biology together at UTS - grabbed fishing rods and set out on a dingy while Alicia, Rach and I enjoyed a round of girl talk. Alicia's house was well located on a quiet "court" on the lake, and we enjoyed the scenery as we got to know each other over snacks on the patio. I'd met Rach on my first trip to Sydney, but Alicia was a new friend and we had a great time chatting. The boys returned with a couple flathead fish, which Pedini cut up on the spot and stuck in the fridge for lunch the next day. Kinda gross, but it was impressive to watch!
After dinner (a delicious risotto Pedini made) and a round of "couple's Scrabble," the six of us set out for a little night fishing. All was quiet until Alicia caught... a blowfish! It was funny to watch the fish balloon itself as Alicia lifted it out of the water, but of course she let it go (not sure how blowfish would taste beer-battered...). Feeling pumped, I cast my prawn-hooked line out into the dark water, and after only a couple minutes, caught my first fish: a brim! It was a cute little fish, but since I didn't have the nerve to take the hook out of its mouth, Paddy had to help me set it free.
The next morning, I set off the with boys to go "yabby fishing" for bait (little prawns, or "nippers" as everyone referred to them). We hopped into kayaks and paddled around the corner to a shallow area dotted with what looked like crab holes. Metal pumps were placed over these holes in order to suction out the nippers, and within an hour, we were able to collect a whole bucket full of bait to use for the rest of the afternoon.
The afternoon was capped off with a meal of freshly caught flathead fish and chips and the most incredible catch of the trip - Rach caught a blue swimmer crab on her fishing line!
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