Volcano
20-01-2007, 07:00 PM
Today (Saturday the 20th) headed out towards Barwon Banks at about 6am.
Things were a bit choppy, but the boat handled the conditions brilliantly with three of us on board.
about 5kms out, we spotted some birds working to the south, and decided to chase them and see if we could hit the fish with some metal slugs. The birds seemed to drift further south as we approached, and eventually we decided we were far enough off course and ceased the pursuit.
We looked to the GPS to see exactly where we were when we noticed some colour on the sounder. We decided to have a bit of a look-see, and dropped the pick forward of our drift line.
Within 60 seconds, my old man was grunting to himself and pulled in a lovely big 58cm cod. Could this be? Could the drought be over? Into the esky she went, and within perhaps 5 minutes, he had boated a lovely 49cm parrot fish. Saying we were excited was an understatement. Unfortunately, the action tapered off somewhat with bust offs, dropped fish and undersized species galore.
We decided to pull the pick and have a search around and see if this area was any good. We motored about 150m south and saw some good shows, picking up a school of under size squire. About 5 minutes into a fun catch-and-release session of 32cm model squire, my old man pointed to the water and said "Look at these fish swimming around the boat. What are they?" I caught glimpses of largish crescent shaped yellow tails, and immediately grabbed for my 35gram slug (a red model). Probably 20 odd casts, with these fish chasing down the lure, criss-crossing it and teasing it just to leave it as it hit the boat mandated a lure change. we then put on the same slug in blue. 5 casts, and the same scene. I turned to my mate and said to him "You know, I've NEVER caught anything on a lure". then zzzzzzzzzz.
huh? I'm on? I'm ON!! I tightened the drag slightly and reeled in carefully. This was NOT a big fish, but it had a bit of a kick to it. after a great little fight, I had officially boated my FIRST EVER MAHI-MAHI! It was a very small model, being about 45 odd centimeters, and what a beautiful looking fish it was.
We all stared in awe and yahoo'd for about 5 seconds, and then back to the depths she went. Wow. What a rush. Not only my first ever strike on a lure,
but for it to be a dollie! What a feeling.
Anyway, this novel is probably boring you all stiff by now :P Just had to share that experience. The Mark was locked in as "SPOT X" on the GPS, and we pulled stumps with 9 fish in the esky.
1 x Venus Tusk Fish
1 x Pearl Perch
1 x Moses Perch
6 x parrot fish
Couldn't be happier! After 12 months of going fishing and not coming home with a scale, this is a welcome change. Not big numbers, but enough to keep us happy and to not take more than we need. Good times I tells ya!
Things were a bit choppy, but the boat handled the conditions brilliantly with three of us on board.
about 5kms out, we spotted some birds working to the south, and decided to chase them and see if we could hit the fish with some metal slugs. The birds seemed to drift further south as we approached, and eventually we decided we were far enough off course and ceased the pursuit.
We looked to the GPS to see exactly where we were when we noticed some colour on the sounder. We decided to have a bit of a look-see, and dropped the pick forward of our drift line.
Within 60 seconds, my old man was grunting to himself and pulled in a lovely big 58cm cod. Could this be? Could the drought be over? Into the esky she went, and within perhaps 5 minutes, he had boated a lovely 49cm parrot fish. Saying we were excited was an understatement. Unfortunately, the action tapered off somewhat with bust offs, dropped fish and undersized species galore.
We decided to pull the pick and have a search around and see if this area was any good. We motored about 150m south and saw some good shows, picking up a school of under size squire. About 5 minutes into a fun catch-and-release session of 32cm model squire, my old man pointed to the water and said "Look at these fish swimming around the boat. What are they?" I caught glimpses of largish crescent shaped yellow tails, and immediately grabbed for my 35gram slug (a red model). Probably 20 odd casts, with these fish chasing down the lure, criss-crossing it and teasing it just to leave it as it hit the boat mandated a lure change. we then put on the same slug in blue. 5 casts, and the same scene. I turned to my mate and said to him "You know, I've NEVER caught anything on a lure". then zzzzzzzzzz.
huh? I'm on? I'm ON!! I tightened the drag slightly and reeled in carefully. This was NOT a big fish, but it had a bit of a kick to it. after a great little fight, I had officially boated my FIRST EVER MAHI-MAHI! It was a very small model, being about 45 odd centimeters, and what a beautiful looking fish it was.
We all stared in awe and yahoo'd for about 5 seconds, and then back to the depths she went. Wow. What a rush. Not only my first ever strike on a lure,
but for it to be a dollie! What a feeling.
Anyway, this novel is probably boring you all stiff by now :P Just had to share that experience. The Mark was locked in as "SPOT X" on the GPS, and we pulled stumps with 9 fish in the esky.
1 x Venus Tusk Fish
1 x Pearl Perch
1 x Moses Perch
6 x parrot fish
Couldn't be happier! After 12 months of going fishing and not coming home with a scale, this is a welcome change. Not big numbers, but enough to keep us happy and to not take more than we need. Good times I tells ya!