Been scanning the forum as a ghost for a couple of months now and finally decided to write a small report of a foreigner’s new home. I have been calling Australia home for a couple of months, however the trip happened 4 weeks after arriving in November 2019. 

Been with a new company for six weeks before they forced me to take a two-week holiday (Christmas break), how unfortunate. Me and the misses decided to start working our way up from Perth driving north and sleeping wherever and whenever we feel like it. Fishing rods packed, sleeping in the van and having no idea what to expect along the way. Got a few decent tips from searching the forum.

The first couple of days had minimum success as can be expected if you drive around inland and looking at all kind of tourist attractions, finally we made our way up to Hamelin Pools and decided to continue to steep point and see what the fuss is about. Our first two night we stayed at false entrance, being the only campers there was exiting and allowed us to explore and really experience a bit of remoteness reminding us of back home (Namibia). Early mornings and late afternoon gave us a couple of tailor which was fun and starting to lighten up the trip. Next stop, steep point and the next two days fishing the bay and diving in the area yielded no results and after just two days the wind has finally driven us away and made me realise that we were not nearly as prepared as we should have been, we decided to leave and continue north, but before we leave I will gather the courage to stand between numerous other anglers on the point and give it a last go with my spinning setup and hoping that if I manage to hook something that someone will give me a hand getting a fish up the cliffs. One fellow angler saw me standing on my own and having a less than average time, told me to join them and even gave me one of his lures, a yellow belly that is apparently deadly. Humbled I casted the whole afternoon till dark with no results and not seeing one fish landed for the day. To show my gratitude I had to spend a couple of hours on the cliffs the next morning before we leave. This is when it happened for me, my first Spanish mack and that on spin from the shore blew my mind. We ended up spending another three days at steep point joining my newfound friend and his camp. This is where I fell in love with WA and its people, taking in a foreigner and sharing without the slightest hint of selfishness. 

As our trip continued, we found a honey hole and managed to bag a couple of good crays (biggest 2kg), and to repay some of my debt we had a good feedback at the camp. We headed north and ended our trip in Exmouth, a great first trip. Since then I have done a couple smaller trips and closer to Perth as my work does not feel as forgiving as when I started. Now that I managed to get rid of most of the touristy stuff and settling in. I am looking forward to exploring and uncover a couple more secrets along the way. 

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