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Scavengers of Lake Tyers
A phone call was all that’s needed and the message it was clear; “Get your bum away from home and bring your family here. And don’t forget your fishing rods; the bream are on the bite. I know you’re off this weekend so be here tomorrow night”. All we had to do was turn up so the weekend’s organized. Us men will fish on Saturday while the women get familiarized. Sunday’s to be at Lake Tyers; we’re fishing in the ‘Trident Arm’, and everything had gone to plan - fish were biting like a charm - - When there isn’t any toilets one must find a comfort tree. And it’s much harder for a lady; Cheryl was first to see the dangers of the bush when the call of nature’s needed. But she found a way to hold on when her need was superseded. For where our cars were parked many more had parked before and fed the wild goannas, and so now they’re wild no more. Then Cheryl ‘came the lucky one to discover in her need, three hungry tame goannas met her in a gauntlet wanting feed. When time was ready for departure, the rest of us got to see, the goannas who were still about and waiting patiently. But they didn’t care for sausages no matter how we tried to goad. One preferred the rubbish bin; the others strolled off up the road. On our way home with our catch, of snapper, flatties and some bream, we stopped at Burnt Bridge where others fished, but their catches here were slim, I waited in my car that was parked close to where undergrowth was dense, and watched some movement in bauri; for a time it seemed no sense. Then six foot of reptile slid with ease and hid underneath my car. I looked downward out my window then its head stuck out so far. This goanna waddled to the road and crossed the bridge without a care. Cars had to wait on either side, and it bothered no one there.
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