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| This is Merimbula |
The first day of
this 2 day excursion started off slow; this was because some of the people
arrived 45 minutes late. When we finally left at around 0930, I could tell that
it was going to be a long and boring trip. Fortunately for me I was wrong. It
was good fun listening to music and talking to my friends. We stopped at Cooma
for a snack break at McDonalds. As always the food was fatty and disgusting but
fulfilling, so it wasn’t so bad after all. Roughly 3 hours later we arrived at
Manna Park, where stayed, and dumped off all unnecessary equipment/packs. From
there we went into the lovely town of Merimbula and headed to Tathra Wharf.
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| Tathra Wharf |
The
Wharf was beautiful and the sea was putting on spectacular display against the
surrounding rock face. We unloaded the gear and were eager to get fishing (
well I was anyway ). The Best part of the trip was when I caught my first ever
fish in all my life. Before that on other fishing trips I had never caught a
fish, so this was by far the best part of the entire trip. Unfortunately that
moment was short lived because for the rest of the camp I did catch another
fish. But on a whole the entire trip was excellent... Apart from the beginning
of day 2, which I will talk about later on. After the wharf we went back to
Manna Park where we then had dinner and slept. The next day we had breakfast
and headed down to the fishing charter boat where we would do some deep sea
fishing. I was the first to throw up. It was really the first time I had
PROPERLY gone out on a boat, so understandably I didn’t have my sea legs. The
ironic thing about it is that I threw up more than what I caught fish. After we
had all fed the fish we went back into the Sand Bar and hired out tiny’s until
lunch. Again no one caught anything. After lunch we headed home. From this
experience I found that fishing isn’t just about catching fish; it is being
with mates and having a good time doing so.
