How To Cook Redclaw
Trip Start May 09, 2013
41Trip End Jul 01, 2013
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Lloyd Jones Weir
Boys & their toys: If a blokes short of a bit of male company on these sites then all he has to do is lift the bonnet of his car or stroll over to some other bloke who's lifted the bonnet of his car, from there the conversations run in all sorts of directions. They've been comparing their equipment all day - I don't mean body parts. Top discussion today has been about satellite dishes and I would have to say that Bazza is ahead on that one, he hasn't actually set his up but I think Stewart will be placing an order for one the same as Bazza's
Fred has spent far too much time this morning gossiping with his new best friends, outback Bazza has already done a load of washing in his manually operated agitator bucket and Mrs Sellers is busy pegging it out. We don't have anything quite so fancy, our manually operated laundry machine is a drain plunger on the end of a stick which your move up and down (a Bazza device) Once Fred finished his social rounds this morning he got stuck into a bucket of washing. I'm happy to say that he did a lovely job, our large smalls have been hung out and are drying nicely.
After scouting the river banks for firewood for tonight's campfire, Fred set about preparing the redclaw. Not for the faint hearted, I didn't enjoy watching the heads scurry about after they had been removed. Fred on the other hand went about the task like a seasoned bushie even Bazza admitted that he had neither caught redclaw or cooked them. After wandering around the campsite gather as much information as possible on how to prepare redclaw, Fred settled on the boil in salted water with a bit of lemon juice recipe, then plunge them into cold water after the shells turn red then drain. Fred then cooked the redclaw in garlic and chilli and did a splendid job, however we all agreed that without the garlic and chilli they would have been rather tasteless
20th May: Decided we'd stay one more night at the Weir. It's amazing how quickly these campsites empty and fill. Malcolm & Lois and their cat Walter (which I only discovered yesterday tours with them) left this morning for Winton. Their final destination is Karumba in the Gulf, they won't be returning home to Coomera ( just outside Canberra) till October. They have been going up to Karumba for the past 5 years and meet up with the same people each year. Apparently the fishing is the big draw card, and of course the weather. Malcolm & Lois have extended an invitation to all of us to come down to their home just outside the Snowy mountains, park up our vans in their back yard so that Malcolm can take us trout fishing, these are the beautiful friendships you make along the way. I really hope we can take up that offer some time in the future.
Yesterday Bazza threw in a few pots to try his hand at catching some redclaw. After last nights tasting, we are all secretly hoping that the pots are empty, if they're not, I'm fairly sure a committee decision will be made to release them
Mrs Sellers spent the afternoon with her new best friend Jen, who in just one afternoon taught Mrs Sellers how to loom knit a beanie. I was quite impressed that a garment was produced in between all the jawing. Having tried the beanie on several vegetables we have decided that it fits a medium size gala apple or a medium size grapefruit. All in all a splendid effort.
Bazza collected his pots from the weir and low and behold he had caught a very small catfish and one redclaw. A kookaburra stalked him all the way back to the camp and whilst Baz was emptying one of the pots the kookaburra was busy trying to get the catfish out of one of the other pots. The redclaw I'm pleased to say was released to live another day.It's been a top ten spot, we've had a lovely stay but it's time to move on. Tomorrow we head for Longreach