We’d had 9 fairly uneventful days here at Fairbairn Dam until yesterday. We’ve basically spent the days getting up around 5.30 am to go and check the nets, back for breakfast then housework, a swim and a trip into town or a drive occasionally. Russ has gone out and checked the nets in the afternoon a few times too.
Our catch had slowed down so yesterday morning we decided not to bait up then, but to come back in the afternoon, re-bait then move the nets. I decided I’d come for a change. It was warm and calm when we left and headed the 6 ½ ks across the lake to the dead trees where we have our nets set. There were clouds about, but the wind was blowing the other way and all seemed fine until we lifted the third of our 8 nets-all of a sudden (and I do mean sudden) the wind changed.
Our Nets are Through There
Fortunately we were amongst the drowned trees and were able to tie ourselves to one. The wind howled past us for about 10 minutes then we saw a sheet of rain crossing the lake towards us. It hit and the wind and rain and waves continued to pound and pummel us as we hung on the end of the rope. I’ve been out riding horses and motorbikes in bad weather but I’ve never been out in anything like it before and I’m so glad we weren’t out in the open water. Luckily we had a couple of plastic ponchos, a few biscuits and plenty of water. We also had our life jackets and flares but I’d forgotten my phone.
As we huddled there, we suddenly remembered our awning and the fridge, hotplate, chairs and towels were out. I said I didn’t really care about them so long as we were OK-they’re just stuff.
After about 45 minutes, the wind died down enough and we were able to make our way slowly back over the still choppy lake. We got back here to find the lovely young NZ couple next door had caught the awning just before it went over the van (the anti flap bars had already fallen out) and enlisted a few other neighbours to help. They’d realised our door wasn’t locked and packed all the other stuff inside. Our formerly quite standoffish neighbors (the NZers aren’t standoffish) all huddled around us and suddenly wanted to talk! Our van with our beautiful view of the lake was the one that copped the brunt of the storm, but trees here in the park have had leaves ripped off them and people had outdoor furniture thrown around.
Another couple also got caught out there and had to put into the bank for the whole time. They reckoned the wind was probably well over 75ks and gusting around at 100 occasionally-I felt like I was in a hurricane. Our neighbour (who has been coming here for 10 years) told us 5 people have died out on the lake in similar conditions. I was just happy I was out there with Russell because I know I’d have been beside myself with worry if I’d been home here along. Out there I felt uncomfortable but relatively safe tied to our tree.
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