LAKE BULLEN MERRI EASTER REGATTA
Altona Yacht Club moved up to the lake for the annual sit around the fire and talk bullshit with a little sailing on the shores of lake Bullen Merri. This lake was formed millions of years ago when the western region was scattered with many volcanoes there were no inhabitants in these early days. Aborigines came along about 10,000 years ago and many corrobborees were held around the lake which provided them with fish there were probably many snakes, goanna’s and witchetty grubs this was the main diet of the early inhabitants. Present day Camperdown which survives on sheep and cattle as the main source of income for the inhabitants is a significant historical town with many old bluestone buildings in the township. The Clock tower in the main street is a major monument which rings on the quarter hour all day and night.
Back to the sailing on the lake 3 Tasars travelled up to Camperdown from Altona one boat sat under a tree for the whole weekend the covers were not removed but it looked magnificent on the trailer. Craig sailed the whole time with fabulous Phil in his new boat “Rebel Rebel” Phil looks magnificent with his new body has lost 10kg and looks like he has been lifting weights and working out in the gym. These two won every race except one where they were pipped on the line by Spiro and Tyson by about a boat length being cheered all the way by the shore spectators myself included. By then the SS Blackie had sprung a leak (SS meaning Sonata Six) She performed well in the first and third race winning the trailer sailor division with magnificent crew work by Spiro, Chuck and Mary. The 4 taipans from Altona had a mixed regatta Tom won some prize for being overall catamaran sailor. Brad the new State champion sailed 2 races won one then talked about it for the whole weekend over many VB’s almost a slab a day helped by Greg and Mathew. They had set the Taj Mayhal up in the usual position with a view real estate agents dream about prime position in real estate terms. The Chuck and Mary wagon was parked in its usual position, Ray and Denise brought the caravan along for an outing in the sun with Ray’s new dog which was chained up for the whole weekend, Socks was more interested in the smells of food cooking and the cattle up on the hill.
The competition for the best fire was on in earnest most of the wood provided by Pete Dyer who has a farm nearby. The big boat sailors was a pitiful affair with VB cans and bottles strewn around the fire never took off. But on the western side Gwyn, Harry, Alexander and co. all budding pyromaniacs rolled an old lamp pole from about 500m away down the hill into the water and floated it across to the fire site dragged it out of water then cut it up to burn, ended up being the best fire on the lake for the weekend. We all had to sit about fifteen feet away the heat was that great.
As to fishing on the lake, told by experienced fishermen that the fish were everywhere myself and Stelio trawled a lure around the lake for about 4 hours with no success only to find out when returning to shore some fishermen fishing where to boat was moored had caught 3 salmon in the area under the boat by casting power bait from shore. So much for having a boat on the lake, maybe next time we will learn so no fish was caught my us. Naomi caught a minnow (not the boat) off the pier about 2inches long wanted to cook it on the fire and eat it with Alexander. This was the only fish caught by AYC for the weekend.
Must give a special mention for Mary’s hamburgers cooked Monday night on the fire absolutely delicious best I’ve had in ages by then everyone had left and the 4 of us enjoyed the quiet and serenity of the lake until next year.