Kingjewy

Oh finally found where to start, how embarrassment , oh well here now, I guess I've been so blown away by the magnitude of information that I got lost, just joined about a week or so ago. Hey I'm Kingjewy, or John, I'm no expert, far from it, but my story is a little different from most that I've read so far. I'm 50 now, most posts from you blokes say you've been fishing since day dot, and sound like you've loved it all the way, wow, good onya's that's great and I've enjoyed reading all your posts just love it. They've made me think thou Because I so hated fishing for so long. My old man was a perfectionist fly fisherman, a one eyed trout man who tied his own flies and caught the most fish,also usually the biggest ( Was actually true to from what I could see) As a kid thou, from memory he'd drag me out of bed at some ridiculous hour, like 3.30-4.30am and for some reason I had to go with him, out to the Tarago dam, just past Nerim South in Victoria, was about a half hour drive from where we lived, it's a Melbourne water supply dam, so of course he was poaching, but being a local and knowing the Rangers and there movements he was never concerned.( I think even if they did see us they would pretend they didn't). Well, digressing there sorry. So, I believe I hated fishing well into adult life because he would sit me in the reeds on the bank well hidden from any passing rangers and sometimes if I was lucky I had a thermos of tomato soup to keep me warm. Keep in mind this is Victoria ❄️☃☔️ Yuk. And mind you,this happened from about age 4-5, so thus my loathing of fishing of any kind for a long time there after. But however he was also a keen duck shooter and I also had to endure some yuk times for that but mostly that was when I was 10 or so but being just that bit older I could handle that, and ended up loving hunting and hating fishing. After that came rabbits, foxes and deer and by the time I turned 14 in third form at school I left to start my career as a taxidermist in Traralgon Victoria, my eyes were opened even further to the world of fishing and hunting and it just consumed me, mounting massive trout from lake pedda in Tasmania to 300 odd kg Marlin from NSW somewhere ( all skin mounts back in them days) . Ok, so where am I going with this you ask?? No where really, just blurting it all out, but enjoying it at the same time, never told this story before, and I wouldn't have a clue if it's at all interesting to anyone else or not, so I guess if you've read it thus far then don't stop now. oh and believe me, I'm not an habitual writer, this site has done this to me, so thanx to all you fishraider people. Ok where was i, oh right, skip a few years now, and by the time I turned 18 got my licence and I was gone, headed west to Perth, couldn't get a job there so headed off to Wiluna in the desert to become a barman. I was head barman within 3months, (Staff turnover averaged about 3-4 weeks) so after selling my car twice to the local wanguy people( that's another story) back to Perth, bought a back pack and hitchhiked north, was looking for any work by this time and Geraldton is a fishing port, but no such luck, I probably wasn't keen enough on fishing yet. ........................ So on I go heading to Broome, about 21 by this time. Young dumb and full of cum, as you can imagine. Landed in Broome, after a few short stays in towns before there, met a long haired local beauty and to jump ahead a bit, she had contacts. so after my initiation into the local Broome families we ended up in Beagle bay, well, fishoes, this is where you come in, cos this place is a fishermans paradise, no shit, and even better if you had a boat, but, I still wasn't awake, even then, to the joys of fishing, I'm not shitting you, we lived in a tent on the coast there for 9 months, I caught mud crabs the size of a large pizza plate every other morning when the tide was out just with a bent length of quarter inch rod, dragging them out from under the abundant natural oyster encrusted rocks, and when we caught enough,usually about 3-4 we'd sit and eat luscious oysters as an appetiser before cooking the crabs. And guess what? I'm still blind to fishing??? Go figure!! Ok, so shoot forward about another 8 years and I'm in Darwin, February 1992 woohoo, that was always my goal, go to Darwin.( I went there on a holiday when I was 16 whilst doing my taxidermy apprenticeship) and vowed to return.. So here I was in wonderful Darwin town 1992, was married by 1994 fishing still was a low priority but hey, that didn't last long, my wife at the time had big connections to the famous Victoria river, where I constantly saw over 1 meter barra's caught, actually it's normal for those people living on the vic. Still, fishing is neither here nor there to me. ................. Eventually we had a child together, a boy, my son, and as he grew the years went by to his big age of about 4!!!!!! Hellooo? How is it that this young child of mine was so in love with fishing? I've no idea, cos I didn't encourage it at all, he was so persistent thru the years that I bought a boat, a quentrex top ender, OMG WTF, I've finally seen the light, it would be nice to end there but low and behold that's where the fun stopped ( not before some tremendous fishing though) aah well, now here I am back in horrible Victoria without a boat or a rod but loving fishing more than ever? Go figure Well if anyone at all had the patience to read this then guess what,!! Your reward is a great days fishing tomorrow and tight lines to you. Cheers Kingjewy Ps I have a good profile pic of me and my jewy but can't seem to get it on here? FIIK