When we arrived at Escott we met up with some of the same guys who were drinking in the
Burketown pub - they were workers for the Pasminco project. Escott was fully equipped with its own bar, silver service restaurant, rodeo ring, marked 4wd tracks, boat hire, great fishing locations and of course camping both powered and non-powered with good hot showers,
toilets and even a laundry.
We arrived fairly late in the afternoon on Thursday and so left the exploring until Friday. First thing in the morning we went to Christians
Camp and threw our lures in the salt water river - we were advised that the salt water was biting better at the moment. David didn't think there were enough trees here so we moved on to another site. This was not a difficult thing to find here as the property was at least a few thousands hectares. We explored a few fishing sites with no bites until midday and returned to have a leisurely lunch.We found the swimming
pool to be quite refreshing and were able to observe the stockmen unload a Palomino stallion, saddle up 3 other stockhorses and load them all, saddled up, into a truck and take off for a ride. After our lunch break we headed off to the other side of the property and explored the full reaches of the salt river. At Darby's
camp David slipped down a muddy
embankment, dropped his reel in the mud and consequently caught his lure in a branch that was almost submerged only 5 metres off the bank. He fiddled and yanked and broke his line just trying to retreive his lure but in desperation took off his clothes and in croc infested waters waded out to rescue his $10 lure - much to my disgust and verbal disencouragement. Once the lure was retreived we left that site. A little further along the back David spotted a large croc just as it submerged hearing our approach.
The next few sites were inappropriate for David to throw in his line but when he did he slipped in the muddy
embankment again and burried his reel in the mud. I tried to help matters and took the rod and fully submerged it in an effort to clean it - opps! I'm a bit new to fishing you see. Our day ended with no fish, a broken ego and a set of muddy clothes.