Fly fishing for bass.
Wild flowers coloured the shoreline as I paddled upstream in search of some early season bass. It was a beautiful morning to be on the river, but the water was still cold and the bass weren't in the mood to play. I only tempted a few small ones on surface lures.
We set out on a bushwalk to explore the upper reaches of Middle Harbour. The plan was simple - access secluded sections of water on foot, throw a few lures about, and see if anything happens. With our backpacks on and fishing rods in hand, we walked into the stillness of the bush. It was first light... Continue Reading →