Pazz01
06-04-2009, 10:25 AM
Hi All
After planning to head out overnight all of last week, Saturday finally came around. After hitting the town on Friday night I was a little worse for wear in the morning, but checking the BOM reading at Green Island at 10am, all was forgotten when light winds and good forecasts where evident. After waiting for the old fella to finish work he called to advise that the wind had picked up in town from the SE, and a few discussion, a final decision was made to go for it, so Wayne, my brother Kent and the old man hit the road and we had the boat in the water at Yorkey’s at 1pm. A good steady SE was evident, but we headed out to a few marks for Reds and Big Mouth around the Tongue reef where the bro had caught 20 odd a few months back. The sounder had good readings in 40 metres. After having a few drifts and not getting a bite, the wind seemed to have eased a little, we decided to head north, up to a mark the old man found about 15 years ago.
After following the compass to destination unknown, the sounder came up from 57m to 50m with fish on the bottom. After having a few attempts to anchor up, we finally hooked up. A good steady 4 – 6 knots of current was there and the wind was about twice that. A bit of a berley was dropped and down we went.
At 5.30pm, first lines went down with two big droppers required to hold the bottom. First 3 fished boated where 3 Red Emperor, 2 around the 10 - 12 pound and Kent christened his new Torium with a 20 pounder (approx). What happened over the next 3 hours was absolute madness. One after the other Red Emperor were boated, all around the same good size (approx 10lb). Mixed in with the Reds where the occasional Big Mouth, big bludger trevally, Reef Red bream (or Reef Jacks), Spangled Emperor and rosy jobfish.
During the madness, Kent was killing us with his new reel, until he hooked up on another good fish. He got about 10 metres of line up and whack, something big out of the depths smashed it and slowly headed back down to the bottom and didn’t move. After trying to move the beast from the bottom of the ocean, it was decided to break the line. It was concluded that a big cod must have grabbed the fish. From this he then lost a few more rigs and sinkers to what we expect where barracuda or mackerel that have been caught here before.
Through out the night the wind was slowly picking up (15-17 knots per BOM), but we didn’t really notice with all the excitement going on. At 8.30pm a quick count of the Reds on board and the bag limited was reached, it was decided to call it quits and head for home. It took 3 hours to get back to yorkey’s bashing back into the seas at a steady 18 knots all the way.
The count in the next morning was 38 fish, with 20 Red Emporer, 6 Big Mouth, 5 Reef Red Bream and a couple of spangles and a rosy jobfish.
All in all, it was a great trip and a very memorable one, by the end Wayne, Dad, Kent and myself all caught some good fish each.
Attached is a couple of the pics from the next day, too much was happening during the night to even think about photos.
Pazz
After planning to head out overnight all of last week, Saturday finally came around. After hitting the town on Friday night I was a little worse for wear in the morning, but checking the BOM reading at Green Island at 10am, all was forgotten when light winds and good forecasts where evident. After waiting for the old fella to finish work he called to advise that the wind had picked up in town from the SE, and a few discussion, a final decision was made to go for it, so Wayne, my brother Kent and the old man hit the road and we had the boat in the water at Yorkey’s at 1pm. A good steady SE was evident, but we headed out to a few marks for Reds and Big Mouth around the Tongue reef where the bro had caught 20 odd a few months back. The sounder had good readings in 40 metres. After having a few drifts and not getting a bite, the wind seemed to have eased a little, we decided to head north, up to a mark the old man found about 15 years ago.
After following the compass to destination unknown, the sounder came up from 57m to 50m with fish on the bottom. After having a few attempts to anchor up, we finally hooked up. A good steady 4 – 6 knots of current was there and the wind was about twice that. A bit of a berley was dropped and down we went.
At 5.30pm, first lines went down with two big droppers required to hold the bottom. First 3 fished boated where 3 Red Emperor, 2 around the 10 - 12 pound and Kent christened his new Torium with a 20 pounder (approx). What happened over the next 3 hours was absolute madness. One after the other Red Emperor were boated, all around the same good size (approx 10lb). Mixed in with the Reds where the occasional Big Mouth, big bludger trevally, Reef Red bream (or Reef Jacks), Spangled Emperor and rosy jobfish.
During the madness, Kent was killing us with his new reel, until he hooked up on another good fish. He got about 10 metres of line up and whack, something big out of the depths smashed it and slowly headed back down to the bottom and didn’t move. After trying to move the beast from the bottom of the ocean, it was decided to break the line. It was concluded that a big cod must have grabbed the fish. From this he then lost a few more rigs and sinkers to what we expect where barracuda or mackerel that have been caught here before.
Through out the night the wind was slowly picking up (15-17 knots per BOM), but we didn’t really notice with all the excitement going on. At 8.30pm a quick count of the Reds on board and the bag limited was reached, it was decided to call it quits and head for home. It took 3 hours to get back to yorkey’s bashing back into the seas at a steady 18 knots all the way.
The count in the next morning was 38 fish, with 20 Red Emporer, 6 Big Mouth, 5 Reef Red Bream and a couple of spangles and a rosy jobfish.
All in all, it was a great trip and a very memorable one, by the end Wayne, Dad, Kent and myself all caught some good fish each.
Attached is a couple of the pics from the next day, too much was happening during the night to even think about photos.
Pazz