Had a session today with The Man Who Busts Tackle (and thats another story) to get ourselves set for a trip we are doing to Rocky in March. Put in at Donnybrook to a howling southerly. Spent most of the day trying to get out of the wind. Did I mention it was howling .
Poked around in Poverty, Glasshouse and worked our way up to Hussey. Fishing was painfully slow but we managed a flat one
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then two of these little fuglies
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which were caught right in front of where people swim and launch at this campsite
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which reminds us why we need shoes in Pumistone.
So after much plastic chucking we pumped some yabbies and had fun catching fish the easy way .