OLD WALLEYE, MORE OF HIM

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THE MAN FROM THE T.A.B. (AND OLD ‘WALLEYE’)

About the time of RONNIE AND ME AND THE BIG SHARKCAT, some friends of mine had “their” encounter with old WALLEYE.
Johnnie Seimar, and the Highland man from the local Betting Shop, was out off Brunswick Heads doing a spot of fishing. John’s boat was a Jet powered 16 / 17 foot boat, originally owned, if my memory serves correct by “Sonny” Coles.
SONNY (SUNHILL) COLES.

I must describe our old mate Sonny before I progress; He was well known and respected in the Brunswick Valley was Sonny. He was a builder of note and a very keen fisherman; I met him and his family in the early days of arriving in Brunswick Heads.

Jenny, Claudette and ‘Stewie’ were his children; Jeannie was the Mum, the second best “Fowler Vacola” country women I have met. Sadly Sonny passed away a couple of years ago. He was honored by the construction of a picnic shelter down by the Boat Ramp. If you’re in town have a BBQ lunch at his water frontage new house, maybe throw a line in. Great bloke Sonny Coles, I still see Jeannie and the Kids from time to time, good people.

Well I don’t know if the man from the TAB had ventured too sea very much, and after this “encounter” may have not ventured again. Just to describe the boat a little: the motor was inboard; the pump was direct coupled to the motor. The nozzle and directional gear were out board. The nozzle was protected by a heavy gauge sheet aluminum guard.

The way that the story unfolds will be traumatic for the Jet Boat crew, although for some a certain amount of humor will be distinguished by your writer.

“We were just drifting, had the rods out, and waiting for a ‘bite”, as John describes. “And then this bloody great brown bastard with a head as wide as the boat swims up from the depths. The bastard swims around the boat; he comes up to the back of the boat and latches on to bloody guard covering the jet nozzle”.

WHEN YOU HAVE THE TIME, OK?