Broken Bay

They had four loaded cannons each and enough fuel to see the mission through.

Lieutenant Blewett was to say, Mascot and the RAAF Meteor gave us the position of the Oster which we spotted out to sea off Broken Bay at 11.35.

If you can hear Kenny Loggins danger zone in your head just about now, well me too, but also perhaps a record scratch.

While it was not reported at the time, Lieutenant McNay would a couple of decades later say that they'd spotted the plane off to the east.

A terrible tragedy had been averted.

Like I say, the Royal Australian Navy chaps didn't detail this at the time.

Instead, they picked up the story with them spotting the Oster seven miles off Broken Bay.

Lieutenant Blewett, "...as it flew in tight circles at about 10,000 feet, Lieutenant McNay went in with flaps down to within 100 yards of it to make sure there was no one in it." It's not surprising that McNay did this due diligence even though it had been done previously, given he'd just nearly shot a plane bound for New Zealand out of the sky.

In Australia there was one caught off Sydney in 1965 that weighed I think 623 pounds.

It's still the record in Australia but it was this isolated case and there's been one other since then caught off Broken Bay about about eight years ago, I think, and it was 197 kilograms and it was identified as the Pacific bluefin tuna by genetics.

Now, these fish look very similar to southern bluefin tuna, very closely related.

And so if anglers are looking for records and things, they're very difficult to tell apart just by looking at them.

who sometimes dressed up in British uniforms, bits of clothing he'd been given.

But other times he went back to his tribe in Broken Bay and participated in corroborees.

I think in a funny way, Mervyn identifies with Bungaree in that he's of both worlds and he's always been as equally comfortable in the bush talking to a small community as he is at an art gallery, you know, 300 people.

And that's something that's served him well in life.

A prologue and an epilogue, written by one of the performers, were also spoken on the occasion, which, although not worth inserting here, contained some tolerable allusions to the situation of the parties and the novelty of a stage representation in New South Wales.

Broken Bay, which was supposed to be completely explored, became again an object of research.

On the sixth instant, the Governor, accompanied by a large party and two boats, proceeded thither.

Here they again wandered over piles of misshapen desolation, contemplating scenes of wild solitude, whose unvarying appearance renders them incapable of affording either novelty or gratification.

But when they had given over the hope of further discovery by pursuing the windings of an inlet, which from its appearance was supposed to be a short creek, they suddenly found themselves at the entrance of a freshwater river, up which they proceeded twenty miles in a westerly direction, and would have further prosecuted their research had not a failure of provisions obliged them to return.

This river they described to be of considerable breadth and of great depth, but its banks had hitherto presented nothing better than a counterpart of the rocks and precipices which surround Broken Bay.

June 1789.

A second expedition to ascertain its course was undertaken by His Excellency, who now penetrated, measuring by the bed of the river, between sixty and seventy miles, when the further progress of the boats was stopped by a fall.

So that's a few tips.

But on a fishing front, gosh, we've been having a good time up in Broken Bay.

Not so much on the surface, but down deep.

Some really good flathead bites if you can find the bait.

Absolutely fantastic.

The surface has been a bit quiet.

Few salmon, but not many in Broken Bay and probably more in the harbour, but they're very fussy.

So you want to be using clear plastics, tiny clear plastics and just waking them across the surface.

A prologue and an epilogue, written by one of the performers, were also spoken on the occasion, which, although not worth inserting here, contained some tolerable allusions to the situation of the parties and the novelty of a stage representation in New South Wales.

Broken Bay, which was supposed to be completely explored, became again an object of research.

On the sixth instant the governor, accompanied by a large party and two boats, proceeded thither.

Here they again wandered over piles of misshapen desolation, contemplating scenes of wild solitude, whose unvarying appearance renders them incapable of affording either novelty or gratification.

But when they had given over the hope of further discovery by pursuing the windings of an inlet, which from its appearance was supposed to be a short creek, they suddenly found themselves at the entrance of a freshwater river, up which they proceeded twenty miles in a westerly direction, and would have further prosecuted their research had not a failure of provisions obliged them to return.

This river they described to be of considerable breadth and of great depth, but its banks had hitherto presented nothing better than a counterpart of the rocks and precipices which surround Broken Bay.

June 1789.

A second expedition to ascertain its course was undertaken by His Excellency, who now penetrated, measuring by the bed of the river, between sixty and seventy miles.

No, out the heads, out, out.

Broken Bay.

Broken Bay.

Broken Bay, down the coast.

Down the coast.

And then into the harbour.

Yeah.

So essentially the same lifestyle, but just you're over that ditch there at Broken Bay.

Yeah, and I don't have to park 200 meters down the road.

Yeah.