As ugly as she is, Tillitoo has one certain magical property. The moment you step on board and take off your shoes and bare feet connect with the raw aluminium, the stress leaks out through your soles. Phones, usually permanently connected to our heads, suddenly don’t matter. Vital business deals, can suddenly wait till next week. Bank managers don’t matter, being out of phone range doesn’t matter, no internet….who cares. Leave me alone, I’m fishin’; and when I’m not fishin’ I’m cookin’ drinkin’ chillin’ or just relaxin’.
So it is over for another year. Next year and the year after are already booked and we have learnt you now have tobook at least 2 years in advance to get the best tides. Anyone with fishing, boating and adventure in their veins should do this trip as a bucket lister. It remains one of the best experiences in a lifetime on the water. This year's highlites. Catching barramundi in the cast net trying to get bait, sunset at red cliffs, tuna as far as the eye could see, fly fishing the beaches for Tarpon, golden trevally, giant herring and queenfish. The grouper I caught (and released) in Young Creek. Mates, crabs, prawns and mojitos and panko crumbed barramundi for dinner. The black Angus steaks my butcher brother brought up from Brisbane...and the rum! Till next year.