Dave's Fishing Trip

Dave just got back from a fishing trip. He drove south from Dunedin on highway 1 about 45 minutes, then drove a couple hours west and north into Central Otago (Otago being the province we live in). He stayed overnight a couple nights in a small town called Roxburgh, where he saw this charming little church.

From Roxburgh, he drove 45 minutes uphill on a rutted dirt road to Lake Onslow. It's at 2200 feet in high desert country, and he spent two days floating around in his belly boat fishing in the lake. He caught about a dozen fish in the two days, big brown trout. One of them was 21 inches long. The reason the fishing was so good is that there were thousands of cicadas flying around, many of them landing on the surface of the lake, and the fish were lapping them up. Dave said there were so many cicadas, he could hear the buzz of their wings. Dave has a fly just like a cicada, so the trout jumped on his fly. He came home a very happy camper because of those fish. Below is a photo of the lake.

The hills around the lake are famous because they have such odd folds. Perhaps it's overkill to post three photos of the hills, but I think they are remarkable.