Girls go fishing

Picture it, Sicily 1917 the Monday of the May Day long weekend was spent with the girls on a girly fishing trip. We all met at the Trailer Boat Club, distinguished from the Royal Cruising Yacht Club of Darwin situated right next door as, as the title suggests, this club is reserved for those boats with accessories like – trailers.

So the girls are there at the time specified by the captain. Of course, who turns up late but the boys. Everyone in the boat, well the girls that is, the boys had to get wet and launch the boat. Off we go straight out from the boat ramp into the midst of Darwin Harbor. From my experience we are meant to be near obstacles like branches and pylons of the like so the fish can hide. Nope, out in the middle of the harbor, in the shipping channel. But on the sounder there was a bomby below us.

Lines out in one hand and drink in the other. The tide was ripping back into the harbor. Our lines were constantly getting tangled, but that’s ok, that what the boys are there for. Now as it was a girly fishing trip we didn’t have to; get our own drinks; bait our hooks; take the fish off and get this – clean the boat. But most importantly – clean the 30 fish that we caught. However I did do an injury and you know how I did state it was a girly trip – the injury involved a fingernail.

This is Kim Dundee reporting from the Territory

Photograph - Kim Dundee happy snap in Darwin Harbour