Anne-T-Dote
15-08-2006, 11:18 PM
DI with the Lamprechts
Howdy all.
WOW – I have just been on what I can honestly say was the best fishing trip I have EVER had – I was fortunate enough to be invited along to fish with Greg and Terry Lamprecht for an overnighter off Double Island Point on Sunday night, and what a thrill it was to receive that phone call.
With the weather being near perfect we headed out over the Wide Bay Bar at about 5:30am (or so) on Sunday and immediately proceeded to collect some live slimies and yakkas. The smoke from the fire behind Rainbow Beach made things interesting as the visibility was quite poor – not bad enough to be dangerous though.
We then ventured to one of Greg’s marks quite close in. My first fish of the day saw me grunting and groaning a bit and I was thinking that if I don’t hurry up and get this thing up, the boys might think I was a bit soft. After a fair struggle and some friendly jeering from the lads, my fears of being labelled a softy were elated as a nice gold spot estuary cod of around 20kg hit the surface. Its swim bladder had blown and its eyes were bulging, and being 105cm long (less than the max size limit) we decided to keep it.
We picked up a few more fish from these close in grounds, then decided to head wide looking for some pearlies. The fishing for the next few hours was not what Greg and Terry would call super hot action, but it was still better than good in my books. We put a few pearlies, moses perch, maori cod, gold and black spot cod etc. into the esky, with Terry picking up a few good spanglies for some spectacular colour variation. I picked up a small sambo as well that put on a nice show. It had me thinking RED for a while, but since it turned out to be silver it was released to give someone else a bit of curry on another day.
Early afternoon we headed back into one of their marks that Greg has written about before – one of those spots where there are Reds galore, but the grey suits are there in army formation, not letting a single fish through the ranks. We gave it a shot, thinking that we might be able to raise a few fish before they move in. First drop had us all hooked up within seconds on fish that felt good all round. The race was soon over for Greg – his was first to be chomped, then Terry’s, then mine – all within about a 10 second gap. It turned out that the same shark that ate Terry’s fish came and ate mine while Terry was still hooked up to it, so we were both hooked up to the same shark for a while (well, we think so anyway as the exact same things were happening to my line as Terry’s at the exact same time).
The next drop saw a legal Red hit the surface as we had drifted away from the main shark school a bit. I think we may have picked up one or two more here before moving on, but at least the sharks didn’t get any more.
As the afternoon was getting on it was time to head to another one of their close-in spots to anchor up for the night. We ran a couple of drifts to find where the fish were and what the drift direction was before anchoring. Greg and Terry had us sitting right on the honey pot on the first attempt at anchoring just on sunset. The next half hour was absolutely awesome with good quality Reds coming up quite regularly. My best was 7.8kg (72cm) – also my best ever, Greg landed the best of the trip going 9.4kg and Terry unfortunately didn’t quite get to the surface what would have easily been a 12kg Red – it spat the hooks about 2m under the surface right beside the boat and then just kind of sat there for about 10 seconds or so before moving off and diving down into the deep. The thought of jumping in after it crossed our minds for about 1 tenth of a second, but remembering the way those sharks were feeding on the reds at the other spot soon changed our minds.
After a quiet spell with the wind just now picking up to about 12-15 knots and the sky getting quite dark with the moon not rising ‘till a bit later, I started to feel the early signs of motion sickness so decided to hit the hay before it got to the point of no-return. After a short while I felt good as gold, but didn’t get up again that night just in case.
We got up at 4:30am to try again for some reds (I was feeling normal again), but alas it wasn’t to be, so off to some snapper grounds for something different. Well that was a ball with the snapper smashing the floaters time and time again. Nothing outrageously big, but a nice size all the same and plenty of them.
We pulled he pin in time for us to get back to brissy by 4:30pm. What a blast. As I said earlier – the best trip I have EVER had.
A MASSIVE THANKS again to Terry and Greg for the opportunity to share with you the experience of a lifetime and have a closer look into what goes on at this level of angling – a level of angling that you guys have excelled in and that has earned you your reputation. I also might add that I couldn’t have asked for better company on board a boat at sea for a day and a half (fish or no fish). You guys are great blokes.
Also thanks to Greg’s mum Nancy for burning the disk of photos for me – some great memories there.
Here are some of the pics – Greg intends on putting some of the better ones in Bush n’ Beach, so keep your eyes peeled.
PS Greg – you take a great pic.
One of Terry's Spanglies:
Howdy all.
WOW – I have just been on what I can honestly say was the best fishing trip I have EVER had – I was fortunate enough to be invited along to fish with Greg and Terry Lamprecht for an overnighter off Double Island Point on Sunday night, and what a thrill it was to receive that phone call.
With the weather being near perfect we headed out over the Wide Bay Bar at about 5:30am (or so) on Sunday and immediately proceeded to collect some live slimies and yakkas. The smoke from the fire behind Rainbow Beach made things interesting as the visibility was quite poor – not bad enough to be dangerous though.
We then ventured to one of Greg’s marks quite close in. My first fish of the day saw me grunting and groaning a bit and I was thinking that if I don’t hurry up and get this thing up, the boys might think I was a bit soft. After a fair struggle and some friendly jeering from the lads, my fears of being labelled a softy were elated as a nice gold spot estuary cod of around 20kg hit the surface. Its swim bladder had blown and its eyes were bulging, and being 105cm long (less than the max size limit) we decided to keep it.
We picked up a few more fish from these close in grounds, then decided to head wide looking for some pearlies. The fishing for the next few hours was not what Greg and Terry would call super hot action, but it was still better than good in my books. We put a few pearlies, moses perch, maori cod, gold and black spot cod etc. into the esky, with Terry picking up a few good spanglies for some spectacular colour variation. I picked up a small sambo as well that put on a nice show. It had me thinking RED for a while, but since it turned out to be silver it was released to give someone else a bit of curry on another day.
Early afternoon we headed back into one of their marks that Greg has written about before – one of those spots where there are Reds galore, but the grey suits are there in army formation, not letting a single fish through the ranks. We gave it a shot, thinking that we might be able to raise a few fish before they move in. First drop had us all hooked up within seconds on fish that felt good all round. The race was soon over for Greg – his was first to be chomped, then Terry’s, then mine – all within about a 10 second gap. It turned out that the same shark that ate Terry’s fish came and ate mine while Terry was still hooked up to it, so we were both hooked up to the same shark for a while (well, we think so anyway as the exact same things were happening to my line as Terry’s at the exact same time).
The next drop saw a legal Red hit the surface as we had drifted away from the main shark school a bit. I think we may have picked up one or two more here before moving on, but at least the sharks didn’t get any more.
As the afternoon was getting on it was time to head to another one of their close-in spots to anchor up for the night. We ran a couple of drifts to find where the fish were and what the drift direction was before anchoring. Greg and Terry had us sitting right on the honey pot on the first attempt at anchoring just on sunset. The next half hour was absolutely awesome with good quality Reds coming up quite regularly. My best was 7.8kg (72cm) – also my best ever, Greg landed the best of the trip going 9.4kg and Terry unfortunately didn’t quite get to the surface what would have easily been a 12kg Red – it spat the hooks about 2m under the surface right beside the boat and then just kind of sat there for about 10 seconds or so before moving off and diving down into the deep. The thought of jumping in after it crossed our minds for about 1 tenth of a second, but remembering the way those sharks were feeding on the reds at the other spot soon changed our minds.
After a quiet spell with the wind just now picking up to about 12-15 knots and the sky getting quite dark with the moon not rising ‘till a bit later, I started to feel the early signs of motion sickness so decided to hit the hay before it got to the point of no-return. After a short while I felt good as gold, but didn’t get up again that night just in case.
We got up at 4:30am to try again for some reds (I was feeling normal again), but alas it wasn’t to be, so off to some snapper grounds for something different. Well that was a ball with the snapper smashing the floaters time and time again. Nothing outrageously big, but a nice size all the same and plenty of them.
We pulled he pin in time for us to get back to brissy by 4:30pm. What a blast. As I said earlier – the best trip I have EVER had.
A MASSIVE THANKS again to Terry and Greg for the opportunity to share with you the experience of a lifetime and have a closer look into what goes on at this level of angling – a level of angling that you guys have excelled in and that has earned you your reputation. I also might add that I couldn’t have asked for better company on board a boat at sea for a day and a half (fish or no fish). You guys are great blokes.
Also thanks to Greg’s mum Nancy for burning the disk of photos for me – some great memories there.
Here are some of the pics – Greg intends on putting some of the better ones in Bush n’ Beach, so keep your eyes peeled.
PS Greg – you take a great pic.
One of Terry's Spanglies: