About ten thousand years ago, before the end of the Ice Age, Tasmania Island was connected to the Australian Continent. As the Ice Age concluded, melting snow flooded the land bridging the two, forming the Bass Strait.
Because Tasmania remained unconnected to the Australian Mainland, its development was slower, and thus it has retained much of its original character. The natural scenery is quite exceptional.
It has also preserved some ancient species, such as the remarkable duck-billed platypus.
This creature is an egg-laying mammal, considered one of the most ancient mammals, an incompletely evolved mammal.
With a bill and feet like a duck’s, and a body and tail like a beaver’s, it’s aptly named the duck-billed platypus.
But the duck-billed platypus is not the only egg-laying mammal; there’s also the echidna, which is similarly an egg-laying mammal, a staunch opponent in the evolution debate.
However, Lin Yang and his companions had come this time mainly for fishing, and were not particularly interested in the local scenery and species. Taking a cursory glance along the way was fine, but there was no need for a special trip.
Australia has a time difference of three hours from home, which hardly affects those coming from the home country. But the completely opposite seasons are indeed a marvel to everyone!
While waiting inside the airport, they hadn’t felt much, but upon exiting the airport, they were greeted with the full force of summer.
After all, it was winter back home by this time, and in the North, some places were even starting to ice over and snow.
Once they arrived at the hotel, everyone quickly changed into floral shorts and shirts, perfectly embodying a tropical style of dress.
By the time they arrived, it had already grown dark, and they were tired from the long journey, so the Fishing Guide Club didn’t arrange any activities. Instead, they let everyone rest well to begin enjoying the fishing feast the next day.
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Early the next morning, Lin Yang and the others boarded a fishing boat and set off for their destination.
During the journey, through several days of interaction, among the tourists who had come to Australia for fishing this time, a few were Lin Yang’s fans. They were all devoted fishing enthusiasts, and their skills were not to be underestimated; one of them was even a professional angler named Wang Meng.
In comparison to Lin Yang, Wang Meng was someone who fit the image of a professional angler even more.
After all, Lin Yang’s main focus was making money through fishing, whereas Wang Meng often participated in various competitions as a professional angler.
Wang Meng had come to this place to escape the severe cold of the Northern winter. Of course, his primary goal was still fishing.
Soon, the fishing boat stopped not far from the shore, and a swarm of uninvited guests lingered around the boat.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this resource really makes others green with envy!"
In the clear waters, schools of fish visible to the naked eye swam beside the fishing boat. Watching this scene, Wang Meng felt somewhat envious.
The same clear waters could be found in many places in the home country, especially around the islands of the South Sea, where nearly every view is also beautiful. But seeing big fish roaming around boats like this, even Lin Yang, who had visited many places in his own country, had never seen such a scene before.
It is unclear whether these fish always roamed around here or if something had attracted them over.
Judging by their size, these fish should be mackerel, also known as Ghost Head Knife, a kind of fish with vibrant and beautiful colors, but the taste is very mediocre, even rather bad, and they have little economic value.