SteveCan
13-07-2008, 06:41 PM
Took three generations out of Tweed yesterday morning, it was one of the roughest and wettest trips out I have had actually. What I thought was going to be a nice sort of day had the wind blowing briskly from the south and knocking up some chop. Punching out into it was suprisingly unpleasant, thumpy and wet.
Once we got to a spot we dropped the onchor on some show in about 20m of water and floated out some baits of squid and mac tuna on snelled two-hook rigs with light weight into the burley trail. Despite the windier than expected conditions we quite liked the day with some whales off cook Island putting on a very spectacular show.
My Son has been coming fishing with me for a few years now and has just liked the trip and pretty much ignored the fishing. The last couple of trips however he has taken a greater interest in holding a line and today was in amongst it from the start. He was thrilled to hook up to a good fish and fought it in all the way. Imagine our surprise when he boated a nice Pearl Perch!
He was even more impressed when I told him that neither Grandad nor I had ever caught a Pearl Perch before. Fortunately a few minutes later I was lucky to boat one too. Still, Dad and I were let know in no uncertain terms the ranking with which we were to be judged for the rest of this fishing trip!
Another good day above ground and about time the fishing gods co-operated. It's been tough to get a line in lately.
Once we got to a spot we dropped the onchor on some show in about 20m of water and floated out some baits of squid and mac tuna on snelled two-hook rigs with light weight into the burley trail. Despite the windier than expected conditions we quite liked the day with some whales off cook Island putting on a very spectacular show.
My Son has been coming fishing with me for a few years now and has just liked the trip and pretty much ignored the fishing. The last couple of trips however he has taken a greater interest in holding a line and today was in amongst it from the start. He was thrilled to hook up to a good fish and fought it in all the way. Imagine our surprise when he boated a nice Pearl Perch!
He was even more impressed when I told him that neither Grandad nor I had ever caught a Pearl Perch before. Fortunately a few minutes later I was lucky to boat one too. Still, Dad and I were let know in no uncertain terms the ranking with which we were to be judged for the rest of this fishing trip!
Another good day above ground and about time the fishing gods co-operated. It's been tough to get a line in lately.