Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Well, so far, no eels. Something has eaten the bait, but I think I'll need to retrieve it in darkness too. I meant to last night but the wind being still we nicked off to spear flounder - and by the time we got back and they were gutted and packed it was after 11 and my batteries were flat. Still, we did get some intersting fish last night - unless I am much mistaken I have our first whiting - which we speared

It's a glorious day today, but I HAVE to work on the edits, HAVE to write a piece for 'Steamed', and even if I miraculously got through that in 10 minutes, I have to get the holes dug for the cool room pilings, and put the frame on it. Have to make the hot-house (really have to, there was frost this morning) and have to getthe next raised bed drilled (it's an old damaged tank) and filled with 3-4 tones of manure and soil really soon for the garlic and onion crop, or there will be none. And I have to do some Bolg, and Barbs has - in her role as Meals-on-wheels organizer - us going to the volunteers dinner at the pub tonight. I'll enjoy it, but I wish I was two or three people!

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  1. When I trapped eels in my youth on the Connecticut shore I quickly discovered that they popped in and out of the trap with ease. Apparently it was the piscatorial equivalent of the corner pub.

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    1. Norman -the farm manager - is a kiwi, and says he has an eel trap like the kind of corner pub that serves scrumpy. I'll try that.

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  2. That is a whiting Dave, looks like a King George too, which are very good eating. May you catch many more of them!!

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    1. :-) Cool! I thought so, when I looked it up. They're not really supposed to occur in Tassy waters, but sometimes in bass strait.

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