The first fish hit the minnow on the drop and I knew it was a good bream. Back and forth he went and at 33cm fork length he was a good start to the day. The very next cast I hooked up again (yeehah!) and this was a twin to the first one. As I started to lift him into the yak, he did a quick backflip, threw my hook back at me, gave me the two-fin salute and swam off quick smart. That can happen when you crush your barbs down. I guess I should have used the net. D'oh!
I had the camera with me to finish the trevally segment for the DVD and had just finished running through the lures we use when I heard some 'splish splash' behind me. 50 meters away there was a school of something chopping up the surface. It actually looked more like 'sucking' at the surface so I guessed (and hoped) they were salmon and not tailor. I zoomed over and flicked out the minnow. I skipped it across the surface in the middle of these fish and I didn't even get a sniff. 'Ok,' I thought 'this time I'll let it sink and give it a few twitches.'
This did the trick and the line went tight and I knew I was into my first salmon. A nice hard run followed that had my Pflueger Trion reel singing it's beautiful song. This was my first salmon from the yak and I love the gusto these guys have. I kept the rod high and reached forward to turn the camera on to capture the fight on film. They don't fight dirty like kings and as long as you have some patience and don't overtighten your drag you should land them. They can jump and throw your lure sometimes but this guy stayed deep. Into the kayak he finally came and I held him up for a quick snapshot before sending him back to his mates. Unfortunately, the school had sounded and even though I kept my eyes peeled, they didn't resurface again anywhere near me.
The tide was pushing in a bit now so for the last half hour I fished the flats with a small HB - a Halco Scorpion. Flicking around the edge of weedbeds, I snared a nice 50cm flattie as well as a another just legal bream. Normally I'd keep a flattie of this size as I love flattie fillets in garlic butter with fresh lime and cracked black pepper, but I was heading off for a few days and there's no point in not having them fresh. The lucky guy was sent packing. Oh, and the Trevally? Not one of the buggers anywhere. Typical...
I forgot to give a quick report on my new ST fins that I put on my Mirage Drive last week. These fins fit onto the same masts as the original fins and are a piece of cake to install. There is a noticeable difference between the two and I'm glad I decided to upgrade. Mick Munns has the larger Turbo Fins on his outback and we set off together, using his GPS to monitor our speed. We were comfortably cruising along between 5 and 6 knots and with a bit of up-tempo, we we're up to 8 knots. I told Mick to give his some 'oomph' and he clocked up 10 knots before clutching his chest and falling overboard. Only joking. : )
And to finish off, when we left Terry last week he stayed out for another few hours and absolutely brained the bream when the tide started to run out and he also picked up a nice little king from one of the marker poles. Only 55cm's but a sure sign that they are on their way. Happy yakkin', everyone.
cheers,
Cid
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