Though the monsoon rains had momentarily ceased, there was a hell of a lot of water on the move, it was gushing off the floodplains and down the rivers a rate of knots. Hence quite often we’d have to wait out a tidal surge or drive through one, this led to the development of roof-rack fishing, well that’s what we called it. But crazy Tarpon were the only fish that took our lures. It looks pretty funny though when your gazing at the other end of the road and a school of about 50 Tarpon go jumping merrily across it. Its the occasional crocodile crossing the road however, that creates a tad more interest, especially when they’re being secretive and you can only see the tip of their snout protruding from the brownish run off foam they’re travelling beneath, no wonder they’ve been around for a while.
Barramundi, Mangrove Jack, Golden Snapper and Estuary Cod, amongst others.