It'd been a few weeks since I'd been out chasing those Kings in Botany Bay with poppers so I figured it was about time to get stuck into them again. Saturdays wind forecast was looking decidedly shabby so I put it off until the sunday. Wind-wise, this turned out well as I was greeted with only about 8-10 knots from the south which was perfectly acceptable to me.
No boats at the HWO was a good site for the eyes but once again I didn't even get a hit! If someone two years ago had said 'Where is a guaranteed spot to get some fish?' I'd have said the HWO. Getting there just as it was light enough to see would see you landing a few tailor which was then followed by a kingie or two, or at least a hookup! Ah well, that's life I suppose. RIP HWO...
Maybe they're at the Drums, so I continue out, scanning the surface for any bust-ups that would give away the presence of Tailor, Kings or Bonito. On the way I stopped at one of the Channel poles and flicked a blade about. Nuthin'.
Boat traffic was still fairly low and the Drums were all by their lonesome, too. Poppers first and then I tried some good ol' Mojo SP stickbaits that were allowed to sink to the bottom before being jigged back. Again they remained unmolested.
Next stop on the journey was the west towrads the 'Sticks'. These twin marker pylons are a well known spot in the Bay. Bream, Flathead and Snapper are all a good prospect here and I did manage one of each on a blade, but only the flathead (40cms) was legal. Plus I did hook what felt like a very good fish (probably another flattie) but he was only connected to me for a few seconds so I must've just lipped him. Bugga!
The whole time I'd been out I'd been watching for diving birds or bust-ups but I didn't see any action anywhere. Other boats were cruising about and one lot of guys I spoke to hadn't seen any kings either. I also tried trolling a Rapala deep diver (CD10 I think), again for nix.
From there it was back into another marker pole for another zippo effort before heading in towards the groins along Silver Beach. The blade came up trumps again and this time it was a flounder. I tell you, these blades will catch anything. He wasn't quite big enough to take home though so back he went until next time.
Back on the beach I measured the flattie, took a quick photo and slid him back into the ocean. He quickly settled into the sand and within a few seconds he'd changed from the mottled brown to the light tawny-sand colour you can see in the bottom photo. I wish I'd captured it on film, the change was so quick. next time I'll try to capture it. No wonder they're such a great ambush predator when they can hide as quickly and easily as that.
So the fishing wasn't great but at least I managed to get out for a while, which is better than staying at home doing nothing. Remember, you're a long time dead, so make the most of it while you can. Happy yakkin', everyone!
cheers,
Cid
Tuesday, 15 February 2011
Friday, 11 February 2011
Jakl'n Bass - Somewhere West of Sydney - Jan 2011
As promised, here is another report from Terry. He said sorry about the CAPS LOCK, he isn't yelling at us, honestly. : )
WELL FINALLY IT FEELS LIKE SUMMER, VERY BALMY MORNINGS & AFTERNOONS & THAT JUST MEANS BASS.
SO I’VE BEEN GETTING INTO A FEW GREAT BASS SESSIONS , AS YOU MAY HAVE READ IN THE LAST REPORT, BUT AS I’VE NOT BEEN OUT ON THE WATER THAT MUCH, I HAD IN MIND TO TRY A NEW LOCATION. ITS AMAZING HOW MUCH WATERWAY WE HAVE AROUND OUR METROPOLTIAN AREA. I"D DONE A BIT OF RESEARCH AND I WASN’T GOING TO LET THIS SPOT "X" SLIP AWAY.
WELL, BEING A HOT DAY (TEMPERATURE 34 DEGREES) & VERY LITTLE BREEZE I WAS DETERMINED TO GIVE IT A GO . SO HERE I AM ON THE WATER PADDLING AWAY. THIS PLACE LOOKED SO BEAUTIFUL, SUPER CLEAR WATER, ROCK WALLS, THE REEDS IN THE WATER & THE SUNKEN TIMBER UNDER THE WATER LINE . IT JUST HAD 'BASS' WRITTEN ALL OVER IT ( WELL I HOPE SO ).
SO HERE I WAS , CASTING INTO THE SHADOWS, AS THE SUN WAS HIGH IN THE SKY PUNCHING OUT THE HEAT. I HAD BEEN CASTING SURFACE LURES FROM LURE LOGIC (GEES THEY HAVE A MAGNIFICENT ACTION) & WORKING THE LURE VERY SLOWLY, BUT UNFORTUNATELY THERE WAS VERY LITTLE INTEREST.
'MMMMMM,' I THOUGHT. 'OK, NO BASS, PRETTY STRANGE, NOT EVEN A LITTLE ONE CAME TO INVESTIGATE.' AS I PADDLED ON FURTHER ADMIRING THE NATURE & THE BEAUTIFUL CLEAR WATER & BELL BIRDS IN THE BACK GROUND, I WAS THINKING OF THE NEXT TYPE OF LURE I SHOULD USE AS I'VE NEVER SEEN THE WATER SO CRYSTAL CLEAR OR ARE THERE EVEN BASS HERE FOR STARTERS? LOL.
WITH THE WATER BEING VERY DEEP IN SOME PARTS (7 MTRS & MORE) I THOUGHT OF TRYING A JACKALL AS THESE LURES VIBRATE LIKE MAD & GET DOWN DEEP WITH VERY LITTLE EFFORT, AS I WAS IN NEED TO CATCH MY 1ST BASS FOR THE DAY .
AS I CAST THE LURE INTO THE DEPTHS, I WATCHED THE LINE FOR ANY HITS. A SUDDEN WHACK LIKE A FREIGHT TRAIN SAW THE LINE COMING OFF THE SPOOL VERY QUICKLY.
OH NO!!! FLICK THE BAIL UP OVER ,SO YOU CAN SET THE HOOKS TEZ! LOL WHEN I DID, WOW. THE FISH PULLED HARD & FELT VERY SOLID. THERE WAS NO WAY UP TO THE SURFACE IN A HURRY. WELL, IT FINALLY SURFACED AFTER A HECTIC BATTLE & LANDED IT. THIS FISH WAS IN PRISTINE CONDITION & THICK IN THE BODY AND WENT A VERY RESPECTABLE 360MM.
MY ADRENALIN WAS VERY HIGH, AS THIS SPOT LOOKED UNREAL. I KEPT PLUGGING AWAY, AS THIS SPOT HAD PLENTY TO OFFER, IT WAS MIND BOGGLING OVER WHICH SNAG OR CREVICE MAY HOLD BASS. LOL
AGAIN PERSISTANCE PAYS OFF. AS I WORKED THE LURE WITH A SUDDEN WHACK & I'M FIGHTING AN AGGRESSIVE FISH. IT WASN’T A DESCENT FISH, BUT HEY, WHO CARES? A BASS IS A BASS! LOL, IT WAS 220MM
WHILE BEING ON THE WATER FOR A FEW HOURS & GETTING INTO SOME BEAUTIFUL BASS OF ALL SIZES, I WAS KEEN TO GO ON FURTHER & CHECK THIS PLACE OUT. TALK ABOUT NATURAL ENVIROMENT & THE NATURE, IT WAS ENDLESS, EVEN THE PADDLING WAS ENDLESS .
AS I WAS A LONG WAY FROM THE CAR & TIME WAS RUNNING AWAY FROM ME I COULDN’T RESIST TO HAVE ANOTHER CAST WITH THE JACKALL INTO SOME AWESOME SNAGS. THE AMOUNT OF BASS THAT I SAW LURKING AROUND THE AREA , IT WAS UNREAL TO WATCH, AS THEY WERE FIGHTING OVER THE LURE AS IT WAS SINKING INTO THE DEPTHS. TAKE IT TAKE IT I THOUGHT. WOW!!!!! WHAT AN AMAZING SIGHT TO SEE THE BASS TAKE THE LURE & SWIM OFF WITH IT. IT WAS JUST CRAZY!
ALL THAT IN A BLINK OF AN EYE , THERE WAS NO TIME FOR PLAYING GAMES , THIS FISH WANTED FREEDOM ,BUT WITH A LOCKED UP DRAG & QUICK ROD WORK I WON THE BATTLE .
ANOTHER WELL CONDITIONED FISH WAS LANDED & IT LOOKED LIKE A BEAUTY. IT WENT 370MM WOW !!! I WAS STOKED. I RELEASED THE FISH BACK IN THE WATER TO LET IT FIGHT ANOTHER DAY. THIS TRIP WAS WELL WORTH IT, EXPLORING NEW WATERS. DEFINATELY, I’LL GET BACK TO THIS MAGNIFICENT PLACE.
Once again, thanks for the report Tezza. That some really spectacular country to go Bassin' in. Happy yakkin', everyone!
cheers,
Cid
WELL FINALLY IT FEELS LIKE SUMMER, VERY BALMY MORNINGS & AFTERNOONS & THAT JUST MEANS BASS.
SO I’VE BEEN GETTING INTO A FEW GREAT BASS SESSIONS , AS YOU MAY HAVE READ IN THE LAST REPORT, BUT AS I’VE NOT BEEN OUT ON THE WATER THAT MUCH, I HAD IN MIND TO TRY A NEW LOCATION. ITS AMAZING HOW MUCH WATERWAY WE HAVE AROUND OUR METROPOLTIAN AREA. I"D DONE A BIT OF RESEARCH AND I WASN’T GOING TO LET THIS SPOT "X" SLIP AWAY.
WELL, BEING A HOT DAY (TEMPERATURE 34 DEGREES) & VERY LITTLE BREEZE I WAS DETERMINED TO GIVE IT A GO . SO HERE I AM ON THE WATER PADDLING AWAY. THIS PLACE LOOKED SO BEAUTIFUL, SUPER CLEAR WATER, ROCK WALLS, THE REEDS IN THE WATER & THE SUNKEN TIMBER UNDER THE WATER LINE . IT JUST HAD 'BASS' WRITTEN ALL OVER IT ( WELL I HOPE SO ).
SO HERE I WAS , CASTING INTO THE SHADOWS, AS THE SUN WAS HIGH IN THE SKY PUNCHING OUT THE HEAT. I HAD BEEN CASTING SURFACE LURES FROM LURE LOGIC (GEES THEY HAVE A MAGNIFICENT ACTION) & WORKING THE LURE VERY SLOWLY, BUT UNFORTUNATELY THERE WAS VERY LITTLE INTEREST.
'MMMMMM,' I THOUGHT. 'OK, NO BASS, PRETTY STRANGE, NOT EVEN A LITTLE ONE CAME TO INVESTIGATE.' AS I PADDLED ON FURTHER ADMIRING THE NATURE & THE BEAUTIFUL CLEAR WATER & BELL BIRDS IN THE BACK GROUND, I WAS THINKING OF THE NEXT TYPE OF LURE I SHOULD USE AS I'VE NEVER SEEN THE WATER SO CRYSTAL CLEAR OR ARE THERE EVEN BASS HERE FOR STARTERS? LOL.
WITH THE WATER BEING VERY DEEP IN SOME PARTS (7 MTRS & MORE) I THOUGHT OF TRYING A JACKALL AS THESE LURES VIBRATE LIKE MAD & GET DOWN DEEP WITH VERY LITTLE EFFORT, AS I WAS IN NEED TO CATCH MY 1ST BASS FOR THE DAY .
AS I CAST THE LURE INTO THE DEPTHS, I WATCHED THE LINE FOR ANY HITS. A SUDDEN WHACK LIKE A FREIGHT TRAIN SAW THE LINE COMING OFF THE SPOOL VERY QUICKLY.
OH NO!!! FLICK THE BAIL UP OVER ,SO YOU CAN SET THE HOOKS TEZ! LOL WHEN I DID, WOW. THE FISH PULLED HARD & FELT VERY SOLID. THERE WAS NO WAY UP TO THE SURFACE IN A HURRY. WELL, IT FINALLY SURFACED AFTER A HECTIC BATTLE & LANDED IT. THIS FISH WAS IN PRISTINE CONDITION & THICK IN THE BODY AND WENT A VERY RESPECTABLE 360MM.
MY ADRENALIN WAS VERY HIGH, AS THIS SPOT LOOKED UNREAL. I KEPT PLUGGING AWAY, AS THIS SPOT HAD PLENTY TO OFFER, IT WAS MIND BOGGLING OVER WHICH SNAG OR CREVICE MAY HOLD BASS. LOL
AGAIN PERSISTANCE PAYS OFF. AS I WORKED THE LURE WITH A SUDDEN WHACK & I'M FIGHTING AN AGGRESSIVE FISH. IT WASN’T A DESCENT FISH, BUT HEY, WHO CARES? A BASS IS A BASS! LOL, IT WAS 220MM
WHILE BEING ON THE WATER FOR A FEW HOURS & GETTING INTO SOME BEAUTIFUL BASS OF ALL SIZES, I WAS KEEN TO GO ON FURTHER & CHECK THIS PLACE OUT. TALK ABOUT NATURAL ENVIROMENT & THE NATURE, IT WAS ENDLESS, EVEN THE PADDLING WAS ENDLESS .
AS I WAS A LONG WAY FROM THE CAR & TIME WAS RUNNING AWAY FROM ME I COULDN’T RESIST TO HAVE ANOTHER CAST WITH THE JACKALL INTO SOME AWESOME SNAGS. THE AMOUNT OF BASS THAT I SAW LURKING AROUND THE AREA , IT WAS UNREAL TO WATCH, AS THEY WERE FIGHTING OVER THE LURE AS IT WAS SINKING INTO THE DEPTHS. TAKE IT TAKE IT I THOUGHT. WOW!!!!! WHAT AN AMAZING SIGHT TO SEE THE BASS TAKE THE LURE & SWIM OFF WITH IT. IT WAS JUST CRAZY!
ALL THAT IN A BLINK OF AN EYE , THERE WAS NO TIME FOR PLAYING GAMES , THIS FISH WANTED FREEDOM ,BUT WITH A LOCKED UP DRAG & QUICK ROD WORK I WON THE BATTLE .
ANOTHER WELL CONDITIONED FISH WAS LANDED & IT LOOKED LIKE A BEAUTY. IT WENT 370MM WOW !!! I WAS STOKED. I RELEASED THE FISH BACK IN THE WATER TO LET IT FIGHT ANOTHER DAY. THIS TRIP WAS WELL WORTH IT, EXPLORING NEW WATERS. DEFINATELY, I’LL GET BACK TO THIS MAGNIFICENT PLACE.
Once again, thanks for the report Tezza. That some really spectacular country to go Bassin' in. Happy yakkin', everyone!
cheers,
Cid
Tuesday, 8 February 2011
Squidgie Southern Bream 2011 - Georges River - 30/1/11
Last years series was a hugely successful one and this year promised to be bigger and better. Conditions were going to be ideal (maybe a little too hot though) and a big field was expected. But I think even the organisers were a bit surprised with the turnout. 84 boats and 26 kayaks graced the starting beach and what a spectacle it was. It's great to see the kayak numbers up on last year and I'm sure these events will just get bigger and bigger.
At 7am the boats were off and by 7:07am, we, the real fisherman : ) were allowed to go. I'd been in mixed minds as to where to target this year. Towra Point was one of the options but I figured there'd be a mass of boats hitting it and I'd take at least 40 minutes to get out there anyway, so I put that idea to bed. Next thought was the racks in Woolooware Bay but as most of the yaks headed that way, I decided to go with the first part of my plan of last year and hit some boats and jetties early but would then continue on upstream, hopefully finding some relatively untouched waters.
I dropped a good fish only 5 minutes into the comp but at least that was pretty promising. I continued working along, flicking under jetties and pontoons with a variety of SP's, waiting for that telltale grab of the plastic but it turned out to be a long waiting game. In fact, it was as if someone had netted all the fish in the area because I couldn't even get a bite! Well, one small chopper tailor doesn't count, so I continued with my plan and headed upstream.
By 10am the water traffic was in full swing with jetskis and water skiers and all other types of boats zooming all over the place. Not great conditions for breaming and they would only make the fishing that much harder. Some flats I'd intended to hit had TWO wakeboarders zigzagging across it so that was skipped as I made my way up to Kangaroo Point.
I glanced at my watch and it was 10:42am and I hadn't even seen a bream. At times like this you start to ask questions: Should I have gone to Towra or the Racks? Maybe deep water is the go? Where are the fuggen fish??? Etc, etc.
For the umpteenth time I skipped the Squidgie bloodworm wriggler into the shadey area at the back of a pontoon. I watched the line as it sank and what the? A tic! I slowly lifted the rod and felt some weight so I struck and yes, I'm on! In she comes and yes it's a bream but it's only 25cms to the tip (it needs to be 26cms) but at least it a start.
I move onto the next pontoon and repeat the cast. Again I feel weight and this time it feels a bit better and woohoo, this one is just over 26cms, so I'm on the board. And then it was as if someone flicked a switch and suddenly, they came on the chew. Over a four hundred meter section , I hooked or landed a fish off every second jetty and pontoon. Some small or just under and a couple of legals and twice I was roasted by good fish that pinged me off on jetty pylons but them's the breaks.
By 11:30 am, I had three in the well but one was just over 26 cms, so I really wanted to upgrade him. I eventually made it around to my ol' fishing mainstay of Oyster Bay and on the third pontoon I pulled a 28 cm specimen so I knew I had three that would pass muster but unfortunately, there were no kicker fish in the bag.
The tide was dropping so I followed suit and dropped back into a deeper channel and started working it with a blade. This proved successful and I landed another four that were all 26 or 27 to the tip, so all legal but unfortunately, no upgrades. Try as I might, I just couldn't hook that kicker fish.
By 12:15 pm the bites had stopped and I didn't raise another scale. Bugger all bycatch today too, only one legal flattie and two undersize ones and one pike. I've included a map of the path I took (just under 14 kms) and the red dots are where I landed my keepers. So were all the fish just in that area? I don't think so. I reckon they just decided to start eating at that particular time and then for some reason, they shut up shop again.
As I made my way back, I figured I'd only have 1.3kgs maximum, which I was sure wouldn't be enough. Maybe a top ten if I'm lucky but that's about it. Punching home into the now very-fresh wind was not fun and I only made it back with about 30 seconds to spare. Too close for comfort really as there is a 50 gram penalty for every minute that you're late getting back to the weigh-in.
Talking to the others, it seems it'd been a tough day for everyone. An interesting fact was that most didn't get their fish until after 10:00-10:30am which correspondes closely to when my fish were caught, too. The family were there to watch the weigh in and surpirsingly, I managed 6th place with 1.265 kgs.
And who won it? Andrew Death, of course! He's hot to trot at the moment and has won his last three comps in Sydney and he well and truly smashed us in this one, too. Andrew bit the bullet and ventured out to Towra with all the boats and brought home a 2.21kg bag, eclipsing his nearest rival by 320 grams. His bag also included a bream that nearly went a kilo, so it was an impressive show of talent on a tough day.
Second place went to Robert Chambers (1.89 kgs) and third went to that podium regular, Stewart Dunn (1.585 kgs) who just nudged Dave Hedge into fourth with 1.535 kgs. Or as Stewart says, 'Smashed him!' Well done guys.
Of course, the tournament was another huge success with drinks and a sausage sizzle rounding out the day and 'Basin Lure and Fly' can take another bow for running a truly professional tournament that is accessible to all. For further details on the series, please visit their website at: http://www.ssbs.basinlureandfly.org.au/
Plus Terry has been out Bassin' again, so I'll get another report and photos off him and put that up soon. Happy yakkin', everyone!
cheers,
Cid
At 7am the boats were off and by 7:07am, we, the real fisherman : ) were allowed to go. I'd been in mixed minds as to where to target this year. Towra Point was one of the options but I figured there'd be a mass of boats hitting it and I'd take at least 40 minutes to get out there anyway, so I put that idea to bed. Next thought was the racks in Woolooware Bay but as most of the yaks headed that way, I decided to go with the first part of my plan of last year and hit some boats and jetties early but would then continue on upstream, hopefully finding some relatively untouched waters.
I dropped a good fish only 5 minutes into the comp but at least that was pretty promising. I continued working along, flicking under jetties and pontoons with a variety of SP's, waiting for that telltale grab of the plastic but it turned out to be a long waiting game. In fact, it was as if someone had netted all the fish in the area because I couldn't even get a bite! Well, one small chopper tailor doesn't count, so I continued with my plan and headed upstream.
By 10am the water traffic was in full swing with jetskis and water skiers and all other types of boats zooming all over the place. Not great conditions for breaming and they would only make the fishing that much harder. Some flats I'd intended to hit had TWO wakeboarders zigzagging across it so that was skipped as I made my way up to Kangaroo Point.
I glanced at my watch and it was 10:42am and I hadn't even seen a bream. At times like this you start to ask questions: Should I have gone to Towra or the Racks? Maybe deep water is the go? Where are the fuggen fish??? Etc, etc.
For the umpteenth time I skipped the Squidgie bloodworm wriggler into the shadey area at the back of a pontoon. I watched the line as it sank and what the? A tic! I slowly lifted the rod and felt some weight so I struck and yes, I'm on! In she comes and yes it's a bream but it's only 25cms to the tip (it needs to be 26cms) but at least it a start.
I move onto the next pontoon and repeat the cast. Again I feel weight and this time it feels a bit better and woohoo, this one is just over 26cms, so I'm on the board. And then it was as if someone flicked a switch and suddenly, they came on the chew. Over a four hundred meter section , I hooked or landed a fish off every second jetty and pontoon. Some small or just under and a couple of legals and twice I was roasted by good fish that pinged me off on jetty pylons but them's the breaks.
By 11:30 am, I had three in the well but one was just over 26 cms, so I really wanted to upgrade him. I eventually made it around to my ol' fishing mainstay of Oyster Bay and on the third pontoon I pulled a 28 cm specimen so I knew I had three that would pass muster but unfortunately, there were no kicker fish in the bag.
The tide was dropping so I followed suit and dropped back into a deeper channel and started working it with a blade. This proved successful and I landed another four that were all 26 or 27 to the tip, so all legal but unfortunately, no upgrades. Try as I might, I just couldn't hook that kicker fish.
By 12:15 pm the bites had stopped and I didn't raise another scale. Bugger all bycatch today too, only one legal flattie and two undersize ones and one pike. I've included a map of the path I took (just under 14 kms) and the red dots are where I landed my keepers. So were all the fish just in that area? I don't think so. I reckon they just decided to start eating at that particular time and then for some reason, they shut up shop again.
As I made my way back, I figured I'd only have 1.3kgs maximum, which I was sure wouldn't be enough. Maybe a top ten if I'm lucky but that's about it. Punching home into the now very-fresh wind was not fun and I only made it back with about 30 seconds to spare. Too close for comfort really as there is a 50 gram penalty for every minute that you're late getting back to the weigh-in.
Talking to the others, it seems it'd been a tough day for everyone. An interesting fact was that most didn't get their fish until after 10:00-10:30am which correspondes closely to when my fish were caught, too. The family were there to watch the weigh in and surpirsingly, I managed 6th place with 1.265 kgs.
And who won it? Andrew Death, of course! He's hot to trot at the moment and has won his last three comps in Sydney and he well and truly smashed us in this one, too. Andrew bit the bullet and ventured out to Towra with all the boats and brought home a 2.21kg bag, eclipsing his nearest rival by 320 grams. His bag also included a bream that nearly went a kilo, so it was an impressive show of talent on a tough day.
Second place went to Robert Chambers (1.89 kgs) and third went to that podium regular, Stewart Dunn (1.585 kgs) who just nudged Dave Hedge into fourth with 1.535 kgs. Or as Stewart says, 'Smashed him!' Well done guys.
Of course, the tournament was another huge success with drinks and a sausage sizzle rounding out the day and 'Basin Lure and Fly' can take another bow for running a truly professional tournament that is accessible to all. For further details on the series, please visit their website at: http://www.ssbs.basinlureandfly.org.au/
Plus Terry has been out Bassin' again, so I'll get another report and photos off him and put that up soon. Happy yakkin', everyone!
cheers,
Cid
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