The thrill of fishing
I could never understand why people would pay to go fishing in a man-made pond. A small pool of water with a mechanical aerator at one end will have half a dozen people holding a fishing rod waiting for a big catch. Though I have not waited around and watched for long, I have never seen anyone catch anything.
Well the other day curiosity got the better of me and I stopped by a shrimp pond to see what it is all about.
Though I wasn’t completely sold, (I didn’t lay out any cash) I think I can see what might attract the local anglers.
These people were using very fine fishing lines with little hooks and different bait selections. And they were actually catching shrimp. The good guys caught more, but everyone was quite engaged.
There was of course plenty of smoking, beer drinking and betel nut chewing as well as a bank of private karaoke rooms if fishing isn’t your thing.
And as always, you are looked after with a smile.
Fishing for shrimp, hey. I wonder if you have to jag them to get them on the hook. Hard to believe they would offer much fight. I guess with some beer and a chat it would be pleasant enough. Do they taste good? (Just like any shrimp I guess.)
Went camping last weekend at Moore River (Guilderton) with some pre-primary families. Took a river cruise that threw in some fishing gear. Handful of kids caught some tiny bream and herring. Gave them a squeal though.
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I actually heard ont he tv yesterday that the Taiwanese fishing is responsible to the diminishing number of whale sharks on the nigaloo reef on the NW of western Australia and if something is not done to stop them being fished in the open sea then they could well become extinct.
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