Just as I was starting to push through the itchy phase, sadly, a stern order was issued: the beard must go. What a tragedy it would be to have the beard removed without some photos of me flaunting it whilst fishing and camping. So a camping trip was commissioned to Wilbinga Beach north of Perth.
We caught a nice flat head and a tailor, both of which were deliciously prepared in the fish smoker. Fishing conditions weren’t ideal with the usual wind and weed keeping our bounty quite low. Other highlights included beach bocce and hours of fun watching people getting bogged on a particularly treacherous section of beach right near our camp.
The beard was promptly removed back home during the post camp washdown. I hope one day it will return bigger and better.
What’s Hong doing squatting on top of that sand dune?
After a bit of a camping and fishing drought we headed off for a quick midweek camp to Wilbinga, just north of Perth. Along for the ride came two past outbackjoe visitors – Hong, of BFC fame, and Malcolm, who met us for a tour around NT a couple of years ago (the trip that landed my first barra). Plus one other chap, Bruce, came along. All four of us in the Hilux.
It was bullcrap windy the for the entire camp. The southerlies kicked and, along with a beach inundated with weed, blew our fishing hopes away. We knew the southerlies were picking up so we camped on the south side of a dune. It helped but the wind wrapped around from the beach so we parked up the hilux alongside. Still not good enough, we partially buried the hilux to make a nice air tight wind break. You can see in the photo the wind eventually worked its way through the sand below the rear door.
We tried fishing but after a couple of casts in the gale force winds only to retrieve seaweed after seaweed we retreated back to the shelter of our camp. Bait was of no use to us so we chucked it all for the pelicans.
A camp oven roast was cooked up on the second night. We forgot to bring salt but luckily Hong had some cup-a-soup packets in his backpack. Worked a treat. Unfortunately without Sharni’s expertise in camp ovens we ended up burning the vegies pretty good. The chicken withstood the heat ok and was quite delicious.
Well we’re back in the rat race working in Perth but still need a regular camping fix. For the Labour Day long weekend Joe went camping with some friends on the beach at Wilbinga just north of Perth. We enjoyed some relaxing, swimming, fishing and burning around on Mark’s fancy Can Am quad bike. That thing is massive. Way more macho than any quad bike I’ve seen. Mark also played with his other quad – the quad copter. Joe landed a small tailor – barely legal but good enough.
There’s heaps of rubbish left around the joint from previous campers. We filled a bag up from around our camp site. There’s too many morons leaving their rubbish everywhere which ruins it for everyone. Access will be banned one day if it continues. I think 4WD access around Two Rocks has just been blocked off for this very reason. Take your rubbish with you!