We had to find somewhere “special” for out last outing of the year. Somewhere that would accommodate a large number of participants and allow us to have a Christmas BBQ. So we headed for our favourite private property complete with dam and beautiful golden and silver perch.

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This trip was to be a bass outing on the Hawkesbury/Nepean around Windsor. All the planning was going well for an early start on the Sunday. That was until Wozza found out that the Bridge to Bridge was on the day we intended to fish. Doh! O.k…. Saturday morning and a discussion between Brownie and Dave concluded that we would move venues to the Williams River at Clarence Town. So, meeting time was 03:30 hours at the Shell Servo at Kariong.

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The Central Coast Fly Rodders' first trip to Oberon Dam was shaping up nicely. Rain had fallen out west, Steve Tizzard had generously donated his driving skills and Paul McGrath had kindly put us in touch with a friendly farmer who would let us cross his property to the Dam. By 9am four keen trout fishos (Steve Tizzard, Jimmy Hyatt, Rob Harwood and Chris Bannerman) were well on their way to testing Oberon Dam's trout.

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This was going to be an interesting trip for most of us from the outset. We were going to fish a local private dam (with permission of the owner!) for a fish that many of us had never caught on fly before. Golden Perch were the expected target, and the fish were supposed to be a reasonable size.

Sunday the 21st of September was the date set down for the outing and the expected 20 CCFR members were keenly getting their flies and gear ready for this one.

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A cool breezy morning greeted us at the boat ramp at Patonga where 12 Fly Rodders and six boats were readied for the morning’s fishing.

The southerly swell was making it difficult to venture beyond the heads so most of us opted to head upstream to Cowan Creek. With the wind in our faces and cutting straight through our jackets, we tried to make the trip as quickly as possible. Nevertheless, I could hear John’s teeth chattering over the motor as we idled up the creek seeking fishy looking areas.

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I managed to wake up early Sunday morning , even though the night before was spent tying as many pig flies as possible. I had my mandatory 2 cups of tea , raced around organising rods reels fly lines as usual, never enough time the day before, just leave it to the last minute that way I'm bound to forget something.

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