We were sitting around at Neville Lymn's house later that week celebrating our catch of "kingies" (Mulloway) with couple of beers and we got Nev to call Mike Roenfeldt who was writing the fishing section for the Perth Newspaper at the time. We thought what the heck let's get our names in the paper, it's been a while. When Mike asked us where we caught the fish, we being true fisherman lied about the location. What is really funny is that Mike was sworn to secrecy about a different spot to the one that we actually fished! No harm was done because he went out "somewhere" that week and caught some fish (Mulloway) too. Anyway, unfortunately for Nev on that night he left early - before the River Kingie had action started. I had rowed my 8 foot fibreglass dinghy out from the shore to a bridge where we fished off a concrete platform. Mark used his "throw net" to catch some Bony Herring which we used for live bait on a single hook with a running (sliding) sinker. When the action really started our live baits were being hit with fury. There were Mulloway crashing baitfish on the surface all around us. We had set our rods and it didn't take long before the tips were bouncing and the reel ratchets screaming. Mark was using lighter line than me and every time he hooked up - to prevent him from being spooled - we had to climb down into the dinghy and row after the fish and up the river, away from the lights of the bridge and into the darkness . I remember bravely leaning over into the water on one occasion and putting my hands into a thirty pound Mulloway's gill rakers (ouch) and heaving the fish into the eight foot dinghy with the two fisherman on board. We had left the gaff back at the bridge with the rest of our gear. Needless to say we took on a lot of water as the little boat was flat bottomed and it had little freeboard to begin with. Mark appeared very concerned and made some strange and blunt comments. So, as the newspaper article stated we had something like twenty runs that night and hooked and landed six good Mulloway between us. And I think we even caught three fish each!

This old Polaroid shows my first decent Mulloway that I caught in the Swan River when I was thirteen. I would ride my bicycle down to the Swan River at East Perth or to the Causeway from Cloverdale. This pair of river "kingies" as we called them were caught on a Halco lure one morning in the Swan River at East Perth. I had lost a decent Mulloway the weekend before at the same spot on a home-made lure that was constructed from a 6 inch long strip of galvanized tin. I saw the "River Kingies" crashing the surface as they chased bony herring through the shallows.

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We were sitting around at Neville Lymn's house later that week celebrating our catch of "kingies" (Mulloway) with couple of beers and we got Nev to call Mike Roenfeldt who was writing the fishing section for the Perth Newspaper at the time. We thought what the heck let's get our names in the paper, it's been a while. When Mike asked us where we caught the fish, we being true fisherman lied about the location. What is really funny is that Mike was sworn to secrecy about a different spot to the one that we actually fished! No harm was done because he went out "somewhere" that week and caught some fish (Mulloway) too. Anyway, unfortunately for Nev on that night he left early - before the River Kingie had action started. I had rowed my 8 foot fibreglass dinghy out from the shore to a bridge where we fished off a concrete platform. Mark used his "throw net" to catch some Bony Herring which we used for live bait on a single hook with a running (sliding) sinker. When the action really started our live baits were being hit with fury. There were Mulloway crashing baitfish on the surface all around us. We had set our rods and it didn't take long before the tips were bouncing and the reel ratchets screaming. Mark was using lighter line than me and every time he hooked up - to prevent him from being spooled - we had to climb down into the dinghy and row after the fish and up the river, away from the lights of the bridge and into the darkness . I remember bravely leaning over into the water on one occasion and putting my hands into a thirty pound Mulloway's gill rakers (ouch) and heaving the fish into the eight foot dinghy with the two fisherman on board. We had left the gaff back at the bridge with the rest of our gear. Needless to say we took on a lot of water as the little boat was flat bottomed and it had little freeboard to begin with. Mark appeared very concerned and made some strange and blunt comments. So, as the newspaper article stated we had something like twenty runs that night and hooked and landed six good Mulloway between us. And I think we even caught three fish each!

This old Polaroid shows my first decent Mulloway that I caught in the Swan River when I was thirteen. I would ride my bicycle down to the Swan River at East Perth or to the Causeway from Cloverdale. This pair of river "kingies" as we called them were caught on a Halco lure one morning in the Swan River at East Perth. I had lost a decent Mulloway the weekend before at the same spot on a home-made lure that was constructed from a 6 inch long strip of galvanized tin. I saw the "River Kingies" crashing the surface as they chased bony herring through the shallows.

For more on Mulloway:

The Mulloway Home Page The Mulloway Mania Page Mulloway Photo Gallery 01