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    Go on... take the Bait!
    Go on... take the Bait!
    Go on... take the Bait!
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    Go on... take the Bait!

    By Lindsay Laurie

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    fishing is the most popular sport via representation in australia, held basically wherever water is available. Some anglers prefer putting their skills against the tiny garfish, while others feel the need to drop in bait in hope of a one tonne shark.

    however in my case, fishing is for two reasons, a nice feed of fresh fish, hooked by myself and the recreational attributes associated with being in the company of mates with the same interest. my personal fishing desires are waiting for a blackfish to take my bait or a nice size freshwater crayfish to saunter into my drop net.

    fishing is a challenge associated with the unknown. whenever we go fishing we do not know what we may hook, but there is always the hope of the ‘monster’ one dreams about. the ‘monster’ being the fish we weigh in for the trophy in the local angling club we belong to.

    i was the inaugural secretary of the longwarry angling club in its reformation and I had the pleasure of writing up the fish weighed in by the members. unfortunately my own name seemed to be always represented in the lower half of the different specie lists, but like I said previously, fishing, well I can only speak for myself, is a recreational hobby for me, especially river fishing up in the great dividing range. there is so much to see along these rivers, and so much to write about. there are thousands of stories not told in this book, although I do hope you do enjoy my experiences and maybe you can relate to a few of them as well.

    So...

    go on... take the bait!

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLindsay Laurie
    Release dateFeb 6, 2013
    ISBN9781301173969
    Go on... take the Bait!
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    Lindsay Laurie

    Born in the Royal Women’s Hospital in Melbourne in 1946 and as a child I lived at Deer Park before my family moved to Longwarry in West Gippsland. I have one brother who was born at the Warragul Hospital in 1948. For forty-five years I lived at Longwarry, being educated at the Longwarry State School and the Drouin High School. I left school at sixteen and for thirty years worked in the dairy industry at Longwarry Milk Factory, employed by four company’s working as a butter maker, dryer operator and at times either a cream room or milk room operator. I never moved but the companies did. For four tomato seasons I worked for White Crow as an evaporator operator. Ill health with a muscle wasting disease forced me to retire eventually. My sporting interests have always been Australian Rules football, Cricket and playing Basketball. I played all my football and cricket for Longwarry, but played basketball for a number of clubs. My hobbies over the years have ranged from keeping aviary birds, especially finches, growing native fruit plants as well as attempting to grow everything I could from either seed or cuttings. I am one of the founding members of the modern and very successful Longwarry fishing club that in it’s first three years won a number of state trophies. My preference was river fishing for either blackfish or the Gippsland freshwater crayfish. I have been married twice. My first marriage failed after seven years and from that marriage I have three children, Karen, Janet and Brad. My second marriage with Joy has seen a long and happy period of thirty-two years. We have three children, Teresa, Glenn and Megan, plus nine grand children, and a tenth grand child due. I also keep in constant touch with my brother Ron, who lives in Melbourne. He is a constant source of information toward my writing. From 1993 until 2010 I lived in Irymple Victoria, and today, I am back in my home town Longwarry in Gippsland and because of my disability, I spend most of my time writing about the people in my life, and of course as you will read, fictional people who I do not wish to have in my life through this Creek family. November 1 2012 Lindsay Laurie.

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      Go on... take the Bait! - Lindsay Laurie

      GO ON... TAKE THE BAIT!

      POETRY

      ANGLING TALES WITH ADDED RECIPES

      Written

      by

      Lindsay Laurie

      A selection of poems related to angling and observance from the banks of rivers, creeks, and estuaries particularly in the West Gippsland district, with simple recipes to accommodate your catch.

      SMASHWORDS EDITION

      PUBLISHED BY:

      Lindsay Laurie on Smashwords

      Go on... Take the Bait! (poems)

      ©Lindsay Laurie January 2013

      Go on... Take the Bait! (recipes)

      ©Glenn Laurie January 2013

      This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to Smashwords.com and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

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      WHAT’S IN THE BAG:

      Blackfishing

      Winter Weekend on the Tambo

      Herbs used by Glenn

      Mystery Fish

      Crayfish Season

      Mayonnaise

      Artolurkin’ Lenny

      Wine Dressing

      Attacked by the Dwarf Squid

      Fish Stock

      The Bloke Who Sells the Bait

      Oil Dressing

      Bateson’s Dam

      Lazy Trout

      A Rarity

      Banana Crays

      The Movie

      Marinated Rabbit Stew

      Loch River Valley

      Poached Blackfish

      Back Packing

      Curry over Trout

      Black Hole of the Creek

      Essence of a Fishing Club

      Gar a la Coronet Bay

      Elusive Two Pound Trout

      Flamin’Sidin’ wif’ th’ Fish

      Seacombe Lodge

      Campfire Cook

      On Going Duel

      Blue Rock Floater

      Labertouche Smorgasbord

      Gippsland Fishery

      A Crayfish Salad

      I’ve Seen Plenty on the Rysons

      Mutilated ‘Master Cooked’

      Me ‘Shadder’

      Crumbed Sea fish

      West Gippsland Creeks

      Menura the Lyrebird

      McLachlans Pet

      Bream Nuggets

      Flat Rocks

      Blackfish Opening Day

      Tug o’ War

      Herb and Olives Whiting

      I Hate Fishing

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      BLACKFISHING

      Got a phone call from Benny, "Get ‘yer’ wife t’ milk tonight.

      The barometer is falling; blackfish are sure to bite."

      After a bit of grizzling, and a half hearted okay,

      with bamboo rods and fishing creel, we are on our way.

      High up in the mountains, where the Bunyip River flows,

      in quiet running black water, where no sane person goes.

      Where sword grass is cutting and mosquitoes drive you mad.

      High up in the mountain where the Bunyip River flows.

      Benny takes his gear upstream, while I go walking down,

      looking for some overhang, or where a log is found.

      Float fights against the current; I stand there quiet and still.

      While I’m waiting for a bite, there’s a lot of time to kill.

      So the barometer is falling; now I know the reason why,

      when I look up and see, the black clouds rolling by.

      There’s thunder and lightning, and the rain begins to fall.

      I’m standing wet and shivering. ‘Yeah’ having quite a ball.

      I’m cold and wet and bitten, not one bite have I had,

      it’s got so dark but I can see, why people call us mad,

      but that’s what fishing is, these are the days I never count,

      they’re put down to experience and never talked about.

      High up in the mountains, where the Bunyip River flows,

      in quiet running black water, where no sane person goes.

      Where sword grass is cutting and mosquitoes drive you mad.

      High up in the mountains where the Bunyip River flows.

      Got a phone call from Benny, "Get ‘yer’ wife t’ milk tonight.

      The barometer is falling; blackfish are sure to bite.

      My reply to Benny is "I’ve done a bit of thinking.

      The wife can go this time. I’ll stay home and do the milking."

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      WINTER WEEKEND ON THE TAMBO

      The story I was given at one time has come to bear,

      that bream become a hungry fish with winter in the air…

      when George and Jim and I arrived, towing Jimmy’s boat

      at the ‘Swan Reach Gardens,’ where bream fishing is of note.

      The air felt really frosty when arriving at the park,

      and it got even colder in our van just after dark,

      we had the heater on full bore, but we’re shaking still,

      and all night long I shook in bed, suffering from the chill.

      At morning was the whitest frost you’d ever get to see,

      word had spread around the park it was minus six degree,

      but we’ve only got a chance to get, one days fishing in,

      so we’ve got to put up with the cold. Fishing must begin.

      We took the boat down to the slip and motored on up-stream,

      the sun was starting to come through, and the ice began to gleam,

      I could not feel my feet with my gumboots frozen stiff,

      before we tied up to a fallen tree just opposite a cliff.

      We had sandworm in a box and frozen prawn the other choice,

      I hadn’t even baited up before, I heard George’s voice

      telling us he’s got a bite, and then

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