Snapperazzo

This feisty 58cm snap took the bait a couple of feet under the surface, right at my feet. He was hanging 'round for a while, to the point where I was worrying that people would start 'talking' about how much time we were spending together and whether or not it was really appropriate in this day and age. He finally accepted a half pilchard, and sped off like a kid who's just been told Santa's drunk and totally kickass toys are just falling off his sleigh all over the place. I managed to turn him just before the reef, and after that it was all over bar the shouting, and there wasn't any shouting, because rock fishing is for gentlemen.

Urban Moocher

This winter moocher was teased out of one of the most accessible locations 'round these parts. It has wheelchair access and a travelator, and someone passes you a towel after you've handled a pilchard.

Yabbie Dabba Doo

This monstrous great yabbie came out of my wife's father's farm dam, where it ruled like a fresh water kraken, dragging sheep to their death and doing other kraken stuff. No kraken were harmed in the creation of this post, so take it easy, Greenpeace.