7th June 2014 Lake Argyle

We have decided to head back to the river today and walk further down, try to go further down than most people do, more worse rock hopping,  must be a glutten for punishment.
Today I am going to carry our 2.5 litre water, yesterday I didn't take any, thinking I would drink from the river as I did in El Questro, but no way it tasted like a mouth  full of dirt, by the time we got back we were pretty thirsty.
As we went down the river we were able to get on the top of the bank and walk along over the smaller stones looking for somewhere to get down to the water, it was very unstable banks approx 6-7 metres high.
When we found a way down I tried to catch live bait again, caught some much quicker and easier, it is hard to catch anything before the catfish get at the bait.
I caught the only big sooty grunter, but on the small live bait line, as I went to lift it up naturally the line broke, I said a very rude word.
We tried with the live bait, Merv was broken off a couple of times, he decided to go up stream a little to try the lures and had a nasty fall.
I suppose we shouldn't have really expected to get anything,  there was a crocodile in the water just across from us and it was obvious that he lived there, you could see his slide on the bank directly opposite, he hung around in the hole the whole time.
Merv took another tumble and we had been there 5 hours, so we decided to call it a day.
As we walked up we saw another big hole ee might like to try, so we did.
There was lots of sooty grunters and the biggest garfish swimming around,  but once again you couldn't get past the catfish to catch anything else.
Back to camp time.
On the way back we stopped at another area, Dead Horse Springs, it looks as though it is used by the locals, particularly when there is a bit of water about, just lots of beautiful birds at the moment.