I remember fishing off the jetty as a child. It was part of our annual holiday that my family would take up the coast to Caloundra in Queensland.
My Aunty had a unit on the beach and there was a small jetty right off the front - perfect for fishing off!
I remember my father used to go and buy the bait from the corner shop and then he would get his rod while my brother and I would grab our hand reels and we’d all head off for the jetty.
I remember my red hand reel so well. There was something very relaxing (even as a six year old!) about sitting on the jetty as it gently rocked in the breeze. Of course I couldn’t actually bait the hook myself or do anything like that! I was always way to scared to go too close to that bait, or even the fish for that matter.
Nevertheless we spent many a morning out on that jetty trying to catch some fish. I don’t really remember actually catching anything though - well that is besides toadfish. I caught a few of them and they would blow up their bellies and I would run away, leaving Dad to take care of it!
Those were the days when I could leave all the hard stuff to my parents!
I’d love to try fishing again now, just for fun and to relive my memories. Maybe I’ll make an effort to visit that jetty again. I might even take my Dad along with me! I’m sure he’d like that.
by Jolly : Tuesday 19 September, 2000
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