My Australian decimal note collection comprised of all the Australian notes (1, 2, 5, 10, 20, 50 & 100 dollar notes) in paper and plastic and for each new Prime Minster. I also had most of the coins from 1966-2010 ish. I had about a dozen 1966 50 cent coins, all were in mint condition and never been polished. There's thousands of 1966 silver 50 cent coins in the country.
I did enjoy fishing with dad. He worked long hours and we didn't see him in the morning when we got up for school, and he got home late and we were ready for bed. So spending the weekends with him and going fishing was nice.
I suppose the best fish I caught was a 5kg (about 2ft long) mulloway that I caught a few days after my 7th birthday. Dad took one of my sisters (not the crazy one) and I to Canning Bridge and we tied the boat up to the pylons and threw some lines in. I was using my new rod and reel that dad gave me for my birthday and caught the first fish a few minutes after casting the line in. It took about 30 minutes to get in and dad was trying to help me because the fish was too powerful for me to bring in alone. While this was happening my sister hooked up to one as well and dad was going back and forth trying to help us both get these fish in. That was the only fish I caught that night but my sister got 4 in total and dad didn't get any fishing done because he was helping us pull our fish in.
The best fish my dad caught was a 4 foot long mulloway and we used to have a photo of it with him holding this thing and me standing next to him. The fish was bigger than me, although I was only about 6 at the time.
We also had something drag out boat about 5km out to sea before we cut the line. We were fishing off the coast of Fremantle near a shipwreck and something grabbed the big rod and started peeling line off. The boat was anchored and dad tightened up the drag on the reel and whatever it was started pulling the boat out to sea while it was still anchored. We pulled up the anchor and got dragged out to sea, after about 30 minutes dad was getting worried and he cut the line and we went back to shore. I assume it was a big stingray, they have the power to do that and some of them can reach 8-10 feet across.
I did enjoy fishing with dad. He worked long hours and we didn't see him in the morning when we got up for school, and he got home late and we were ready for bed. So spending the weekends with him and going fishing was nice.
I suppose the best fish I caught was a 5kg (about 2ft long) mulloway that I caught a few days after my 7th birthday. Dad took one of my sisters (not the crazy one) and I to Canning Bridge and we tied the boat up to the pylons and threw some lines in. I was using my new rod and reel that dad gave me for my birthday and caught the first fish a few minutes after casting the line in. It took about 30 minutes to get in and dad was trying to help me because the fish was too powerful for me to bring in alone. While this was happening my sister hooked up to one as well and dad was going back and forth trying to help us both get these fish in. That was the only fish I caught that night but my sister got 4 in total and dad didn't get any fishing done because he was helping us pull our fish in.
The best fish my dad caught was a 4 foot long mulloway and we used to have a photo of it with him holding this thing and me standing next to him. The fish was bigger than me, although I was only about 6 at the time.
We also had something drag out boat about 5km out to sea before we cut the line. We were fishing off the coast of Fremantle near a shipwreck and something grabbed the big rod and started peeling line off. The boat was anchored and dad tightened up the drag on the reel and whatever it was started pulling the boat out to sea while it was still anchored. We pulled up the anchor and got dragged out to sea, after about 30 minutes dad was getting worried and he cut the line and we went back to shore. I assume it was a big stingray, they have the power to do that and some of them can reach 8-10 feet across.