Well Hallelujah! After bad weather, holidays, work and 'it's too damn cold to go fishing' sleep ins, I managed to get out on the blue wobbly stuff. As I dragged the Hobie down the beach off Foreshore rd, I noticed that the distinct nip in the air that had been lurking around for far-to-long now, was conspicuous by it's absence. Let's hope that the worst has left us until next year and we can get back to some summer sessions accompanied by lots of fish.
I was after a feed and hoped that the flats would hold a few flatties that, hopefully, would lurk about in the shallows trying to soak up some of the warmth from the sun. I made my way out along the 3rd runway, casting towards the runway from the marker bouys and I had rigged up a 3" Gulp minnow in pumpkinseed on a
1/16th jig head. The first fish for the day was a small wrasse which received a nice hello before be set free.
A few casts later however, I felt a distinct thump and knew that I had one for the BBQ. A nice run followed by a couple of head shakes that settled down quickly and my best flathead for quite a while slid into the net. 55cm's long and it's right on the limit for what I'll keep.
With the monkey off my back, I kept casting and dropped a fish only 20 meters fruther along. The next 10 minutes passed with nary a touch until again there was a quick chomp and number two at 45cm's joined his mate in the livewell. That was enough for me for dinner so I moved about and had a few throws at the marker poles in the hopes of an early kingie but it looks like I'll have to wait a little longer.
I kept my eyes open for any surface activity but there wasn't a seagull in sight, let alone any bust-ups. The tailor have been pretty scarce for me this winter but I spoke to fellow angler last week that landed a 75cm tailor over near Kurnell. What a monster! He's promised to get me the photo, so if I get it, I'll put it up next week.
Oh, and Happy Bass Day for yesterday, too. I'm hoping the bass season will be a ripper and I look forward to getting out and flicking a few surface lures up under cover, waiting for that adrenaline-enducing water explosion when your lure is engulfed by that bronzed Aussie icon. Ooh, I can't wait. Happy yakkin', everyone.
cheers,
Cid
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