Today we got up in the morning and I made myself a hot chocolate. After that we drove to a different country. The different Country is called the Hutt River Province. In 1970 this man had 100,000 acres of wheat growing on his property and he was very proud of it. The government then started handing out quotas which said how much land that each person was to own. Anyway this man was assigned to little land. It was something like 100 acres. Now this man wasn't going to let government get in the way of his wheat growing so he became a different country. There was a lot of disputes between this man and the government until the Commonwealth said that they could do nothing against a person rung their own country.
So the government wasn't very happy and tried to run the man off his land by trying all sorts of things. The man however declared war on Australia. The government thought this was all very funny. Three days later they got a letter from the man saying that the war was over and that the land was his. The international law says that if a war is fought the country who is in possession of the land at the end of the war claims the land as it's own.
This man knew this and thats why he pulled this whole war stunt.
After having a look at the town we drove back to Kalbarri and had lunch. Lunch was the usual(wraps and sandwiches). After lunch we drive to the jetty and started fishing. Almost immediately a small 10 cm Tailor came along and swallowed the hook on my lure. While I was removing the hook the Tailor dropped off the hook and flapped around on the jetty. My sister was asking me if she could throw it over the edge and I told her she could. It was as I heard my sister scream that I released that the fish wasn't back in the water yet. My sister was crying "It bit me, it bit me!". Mum had a look at the bite wound, it was quite bad. Fort those of you who don't know, Tailor are an ambush predator and have very sharp needle like teeth. They can grow up to 5 mm long. These Tailor have small 1 mm teeth but they can still inflict a painful wound. After releasing the poor fish I caught about 14 more Tailor before Mum needed a bait rig on her line. I was untangling all the line when my sister caught her first fish for the day.
After that the fish stopped biting and we were only catching them every now and again. Mum hooked onto a small Tailor and was reeling it in when her rod buckled over and line zipped off the reel. It turned out that a big 40 cm Tailor had grabbed hold of the smaller Tailor's tail. Once the big Tailor had been reeled halfway out of the water it let go of the small Tailor. After that we caught a few more Tailor but nothing of any size. Then I hooked up to a big fish. I took line off the reel and swam under the jetty. In a few seconds my line snapped and it was all over. I tied on a new hook and let it down again. Mum and my sister headed back to the car but Dad and I stayed fishing. I felt some hits on my line and set the hook on a small 15 cm Bream. I reeled it up and threw it back. I had barley dropped my line back down again when a big Bream grabbed hold of it. This Bream fought hard and it took me a minute or two to reel it up. Dad measured it and told me that it was 23 cm. The legal size for Bream is 25 cm so this one was lucky.
After that we left the jetty and drove back to the caravan. When we arrived Mum started cooking dinner. For dinner we had chicken and veggies. I ate potatoes. After dinner I wrote the blog. Then we had dessert. For desert I had 5 german wafer slices. After dessert We rested until 8:00 PM, then Dad and I headed out to do a bit of night fishing.
When we arrived at the jetty there was only one other person there. He was fishing for Mulloway as well. Dad put on some Tailor that we caught earlier today. He caught nothing and changed to a Mulie. Within minutes Dad had a fish. It was a small 40 cm Mulloway that I removed the hook from and held it for a photo. Dad couldn't get the camera to work so he said "Bugger the fish, bugger the picture" and we let the fish go. Then we cast the surf rod out again and waited. Dad hooked another small Mulloway and reeled it in. I removed the hook and released it. (It wasn't worth measuring). Then I had a go with the beach rod and caught a small 40 cm Mulloway.
After that Dad fished with the beach rod and I fished with a small spinning rod. These Tailor are greedy little fish. They are just as hungry at night as they are in the day. I caught about 5 of these Tailor. They nibbled the back right off my soft plastic. There was only a cm of plastic left between the hook where the tail had been. After I put the soft plastic away I was watching Dad when the surf rod buckled over and the reel started spinning as the big fish took line off the reel. Dad fought the fish with skill and soon had a nice 60 cm Mulloway on the jetty. The legal size for mulloway is 50 cm and I tried to remove the hooks from its throat.
I succeeded in removing two out of three gang hooks and Dad did the rest. Those Mulloway have big teeth. This one had teeth 3 mm long and they were very sharp as well. after that we drove back to the caravan and I went to bed as soon as possible. It was 11:30 PM and I was so tired that I could have slept on the couch.
Oggi siamo andati da pesca.
Io presi 20 Tailor.
Ho anche preso due Bream.
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