I love the place, nothing like it any where else in OZ, any way. We went to Derby for the Baoab festival , back in 80/81 from memory. Had to anchor in a deep hole away from the wharf because of the tidal drop, on the Saturday I was O.O.D. on board, and long story short, the Skipper brought back some ' dignitaries' for drinks after the official dinner ashore. When I arose about 5AM and did a set of rounds to check this & that, I poked my head in to the cubby hole that was the Wardroom , and here was a matriarch from Derby, sitting up finishing off a bottle of something or other, with all the boat's officers flaked out around her at the table. I declined her offer of a drink, noting that yes indeed, these Navy boys were pikers, and organised a boat ashore for her, with her departing words being something like "come up and visit me sometime" ringing in my ears.

But that wasn't the best part of our visit. We took some 44 drums of fuel north to a little campsite the local fishing club used, up a long inlet. Great campsite, with fresh water from a creek plenty of shade, nice sandy beach. On the local advice we took the smally boat [ tinnie] fishing. Had hand lines, with spoon lures. The fish followed the lure , and when we caught one, we tied the line off, and the school just followed the boat. Then it was a matter of ' which one do you want?'. From memory, Trevally. Or Queenfish. Never seen any thing like it, except for one time coming back from Gove, transiting a bay north of Darwin, with schools of fish boiling the surface of the water , the only clear water was around the hull of the patrol boat as it moved through. One of the troops had a hand line, and having no lure, attached an toothbrush to a hook, and caught fish. [ Memo to self- buy a roof top tinnie to go with the new 4x4 after the lotto win] I wish.
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