Through my life my close friend and ally in the sometimes serious and sometimes mischief passage of our joint existence has featured in a number of incidents that somehow become known as the Gazza Curse, I will leave the reader to determine whether this is one of them. Anyway, its Gazzas story so I will let him tell it in his own words. – The Chinwagger.
Continue reading →Who would have thought we would have an unfortunate incident at Lake Barambah as we headed for the weekend fishing trip the said Lake Barambah, or Bjelke Peterson Dam, or whatever you want to call it? This lake and dam is situated about 200 kilometres from our place to the North West. It’s one of many irrigation dams in Queensland … Continue reading →
Sometimes you shouldn’t ask questions like “what could possibly go wrong“, you might not like the answer. This fishing trip, I was going to call it an adventure but it was never meant to be an adventure I am just fishing trip with the lads. We should have realised there might be more to the trip, knowing that one of … Continue reading →
The Gazza curse is about fishing, not fishing when you should be fishing, and consequences of not fishing. It’s probable that fish are never caught, injured or even frightened when the Gazza Curse strikes.
Continue reading →You know when the lad, Gazza is 5000 kilometres away I don’t really expect the curse to strike, but there are sometimes it just does and of course with this curse strikes when you least expect it. We decided after all the hard work of prepping for Christmas, enjoying Christmas and enduring the Christmas recovery period laying languid in shallow … Continue reading →
