Lester had a good laugh while I did imitations of a greased pig on an ice rink trying to stay on my feet. Besides being rapidly worn down, I was getting very tired and by now had well and truly lost my sense of humour. Lester finally had his chance to cast first and as I half expected, his lure was pulverised. The barra jumped a few times and put on a top show, even after it had cut off his mono leader. Good stuff this barra fishing in the Gregory.
Land based fishing in places such as the Gregory River requires one very important factor.
If you can't cast with any amount of precision, can't climb or can't swim then forget it because it's going to cost you lures, lots of them. Pandanus Palms and Melaleucas are just waiting to claim any lure which is so much as a few centimetres off target. It's a real jungle. It took us two hard, slogging hours to reach the top of the hole. It was here that the river really picked up speed.