The fishing has its quieter moments in the lake itself and Kitch Al­lan who fishes for bream from a couple of clinkers, piled high with net and cork, can often be seen at dawn sailing across the lake against the backdrop of dawn light appearing over the Howe Range.

Kitch, with a carefully made smoke clinging to his lips and his cock­er spaniel navigating from the bow, goes about his business thoroughly and with a quiet dignity uncommon in a world where the dollar is king.