It was about 30 years ago. I had been staying with friends in Caloundra on the Sunshine Coast north of Brisbane. It was an overcast day in early winter, with only a few desultory surfers in the water, when 5 or 6 people arrived on the beach with a long net. Two of them waded out into the surf holding the net and dropped it into the water, enclosing about 10-15 metres between them.
Then the whole group joined in to drag the net back to shore. It was hard work, for the net was brimming with frantic fish, swarming and jumping in the surf. They had caught hundreds, perhaps thousands, of sea mullet.
Locals in the know turned up with buckets. They sold a lot on the beach and packed the rest in polystyrene boxes to sell later. They backed a 4WD on to the beach, packed away the catch, and were off before the Fish Marketing Board could know or intervene. From start to finish, the whole affair took less than an hour. Continue reading