Jeremy87
15-03-2008, 05:25 PM
Friday arvo i get the message from Brett "hey what you doin tomorrow" i was keen for a fish but the wind was looking very indifferent. I gave him a call and after waying up the options we decide to give the canoe a burn up the top of the passage looking for jacks despite the tide not being the best. We rocked up fairly early set up the canoe and leccy and we are fishing just before 6. The tide had peaked and was just starting to turn and run out. The water clarity was pretty good, visibility was down to a bit more than a metre with the faintest of blue tinges.
5 mintues in and we just start onto some of the better water and my lure gets ghosted (ghosted is a new term i've come up with just for short hitting jacks. It's when they come flying out of the snag at warp speed but miss your lure the same way a monster flashes accross the screen when you least expect it in horror movies). "F@#$ me Bretty did you just see the size of that fish". It was easily 50cm, a few minutes later a couple of snags up the same thing happens again with a fish slightly smaller but still lokking 50ish.
We continue fishing our way up, i was wondering why the leccy wasn't behaving and realised that it had rotated around 180degrees and was actually on back to front::) . Oh well it's still working so we keep fishing. I cast my lure at a solid fallen tree and run it down the trunk, a few metres into the retrieve and i watch a nice little mid 30's jack jump out from under the log and slam my lure. It was a spirited fight but he was no match for the 3kgs of drag intended for the 50cm fish i'd seen earlier. Perfect size for my pool but i didn't bring the esky and an aerator.
Brett is getting peeved now because the plan was to get him onto his first jack and so far all he'd had was a few half hearted bumps. We continue fishing our way up for another hour or so with the water becoming increasingly dirtier as the tide dropped. Just as i was thinking the bite was over brett gets slammed, his rod loads up but the jack had strange idea's instead of running back to the snag in swam straight up and did a bit of a head shake on the surface spitting Brett's lure. Seeing the fish may not have been a good thing, Brett was filthy as having just dropped another fish around the 50 mark. Shortly after we made it up as far as we could go since a bunce of freshly fallen gum trees had blocked off the creek. We fished our way back out for a few more bumps aswell as Brett getting another 'ghosting" by a sub 40 fish.
All in all another enjoyable trip, i neglected the jacks all summer but based on the results from this morning i'll be putting in a few more trips during favourable tides before the weather cools. Another note was e also saw 7 or 8 little bullies cruising the surface.
Tight lines all
Jeremy
5 mintues in and we just start onto some of the better water and my lure gets ghosted (ghosted is a new term i've come up with just for short hitting jacks. It's when they come flying out of the snag at warp speed but miss your lure the same way a monster flashes accross the screen when you least expect it in horror movies). "F@#$ me Bretty did you just see the size of that fish". It was easily 50cm, a few minutes later a couple of snags up the same thing happens again with a fish slightly smaller but still lokking 50ish.
We continue fishing our way up, i was wondering why the leccy wasn't behaving and realised that it had rotated around 180degrees and was actually on back to front::) . Oh well it's still working so we keep fishing. I cast my lure at a solid fallen tree and run it down the trunk, a few metres into the retrieve and i watch a nice little mid 30's jack jump out from under the log and slam my lure. It was a spirited fight but he was no match for the 3kgs of drag intended for the 50cm fish i'd seen earlier. Perfect size for my pool but i didn't bring the esky and an aerator.
Brett is getting peeved now because the plan was to get him onto his first jack and so far all he'd had was a few half hearted bumps. We continue fishing our way up for another hour or so with the water becoming increasingly dirtier as the tide dropped. Just as i was thinking the bite was over brett gets slammed, his rod loads up but the jack had strange idea's instead of running back to the snag in swam straight up and did a bit of a head shake on the surface spitting Brett's lure. Seeing the fish may not have been a good thing, Brett was filthy as having just dropped another fish around the 50 mark. Shortly after we made it up as far as we could go since a bunce of freshly fallen gum trees had blocked off the creek. We fished our way back out for a few more bumps aswell as Brett getting another 'ghosting" by a sub 40 fish.
All in all another enjoyable trip, i neglected the jacks all summer but based on the results from this morning i'll be putting in a few more trips during favourable tides before the weather cools. Another note was e also saw 7 or 8 little bullies cruising the surface.
Tight lines all
Jeremy