by Rob West
17. February 2010 03:42
Standing in back of the crowd at the Doubtless Bay Fishing Contest, Karen turned around to see if anyone was standing in the stream behindus? 'Nope, definitely nobody in the beck.'
Assured the crowd was with him, the the MC then got on with it, handing out fishing rods,lifejackets, nets, GPS units and fish finders from the local tackleshop for monster kingfish, bluenose and a huge cheque for $2500 plus acircular saw for the largest snapper.
The intangible culture waspalpable. Plenty of big sunburned boys with rod calloused handsknocking back Red Lion, nodding in appreciation and filling us culturalinterlopers in on the state of affairs. One turned to his mate: 'thoseare some beg fush, eh Bro?'
I lent my helping hand to the localsby scooping up two snappers weighing in a total of 10 or 12 kgs at thecharity auction of the contest catch. That was enough to feed seven ata BBQ, plenty for breakfast, some to leave with our friend Rob, wholives in Coopers Beach, and a thick fillet to take on the road.
Some very fine, very beg fush, and only $28 for the lot. Not bad, eh Bro?
