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Another entirely unorganised trip, but thankfully all members bar the soon to be appointed Patty B., only the 2nd time since the formation of the crew. After Paddy spent at least 3 hours getting the bait, leaving us to be trapped in the Suburban Ghetto of Meadow Mews car park. We dashed out of hell and enjoyed the bonding trip to 100m past Exeter bakery. Squeezing us 5 into Robbo's humble stede is an effort in itself, so I was well worn out by the time we finally got to the spot, a 10 minute lay-over was "needed' for Frosty and Wayne to eat, Frosty had an apple turnover if I recall correctly. A bit of a posse down on the pier already made for some intense competitive action, my god they got more than they bargained for. Within half an hour Frosty had landed roughly 5000 of the hardest, angriset and biggest crabs ever seen. Obviously straight out of Kompton these crabs were keen for some brawling action, obvious in the photo pages. Unfortunately the crabs were the only thing biting. Wayne's virgin Junior Combo ( a budget breaking from kmart) lived up to expectations and was unable to cast further than 3 metres. To our surprise this was the rod to land the first fish of the day, a truly great prize of the Tamar- a ripper cod. Whilst we were busy scallywagging about Frosty had pulled the sly and hooked one himself, and you'll never believe what it was - ANOTHER COD! Hours passed and no nibbles, but Mother Nature had provided us with some fabulous views. I could feel the serenity. The dogs loved it. Nearing time to get out and get me to work, Paddy lunged at his rod and pulled in teh catch of the day, and yes it was a cod. We have nearly forced these retards of the ocean into the endangered species list, and I could smell the fuzz of Greenpeace just around the corner, waiting to lock us up for life. It was time to call it quits for the day. Another unsuccessful journey on my part, but a ripper none the less. Rock On Gents! - Barnesy  - Volume 2

A rather disapointing effort on account of nothing really being organised till about 2 hours before leaving, but as we are quick thinkers we were all ready to leave by about 4, yet one again a few members were not accounted for - Frosty and Patty B. Sorry guys! Back to the story. We drove out to visit Dannys uncles and pick up some good fishing info and tips on what bait to use and where to fish. After being drilled with fishing information for roughly 5 minutes, we departed Uncle Pauls place and headed toward Garden Island, hoping to wet our lines. On arrival, the atrocious winds didnt want to die down at all, Mother Nature wasnt on our side this fateful night. So without even getting our lines wet, we headed to Clarence Pontoon. Once here we pulled out the sleeping bags and the goon bags as we expected to be in for a troublesome night. But alas we werent! After Wayno kindly let the fellas have a beer out of his 6 pack, and the only catch (which was landed by wayno) was a big killer crab from the underground scene. Now this wasn't any normal crab, if u pulled his claw off, this crab would pick it up and beat you to death with it. Thats how killer he is. But alas, Paddy being the genious he is, decided to jump on it and kick it into the water before we could feel the rath of the underground crab. So after the exciting catch, Paddy with his brilliant mind again, decided to slide down the walkway and onto the pontoon, losing hios footing the first time, but regaining it luckily. Seeing as he made it the first time, he went for a 2nd time. So running down the walkway, and planting his feet, he slid at least 10 feet and onto the pontoon, falling forward, kicking his rod into the water and bashing his leg onto a boat holding thingy. The other lads found this quite amusing, but we would have loved him forever if he had of fallen in! Haha good times. So then with a wet arse and no fish, we headed to Kate mageckos place for some drinkos, Wayno and Arch being so keen as to start on the goonie in the car on the way there. Once there, the dirnking continued, and Danny and Wayno woke up with great new haircuts! A mowhawk for Wayno, but only a trim for Danny. All in all a semi ok night, Can't wait to wet the line asap fellas. Yibbida Yibbida, peace out x x x

At around 3:00am this morning Ewan and Vollmer** decided they were tired of sitting around and thought they would go for a fish down the tamar. They proceeded to head down to Devils Elbow near Deviot for a keen fish. They were slightly overcome by the cold weather but didn't manage to catch a thing. They came home and drank lots of beer. Wow. Yibbida Yibbida, Peace xox

**Ewan and Vollmer are not actually part of PFFC but i thought i would be nice and try to kick start their careers by putting a mention of their escapade on the website. peace out beyaaaaaatch xox