bugman
26-05-2005, 10:19 AM
Team members,
I was lucky enough to be invited by a master to experience his "special" snapper technique in preparation for the later season. It was to be a chance to witness greatness at its highest power - the epitomy of a man showing his dominance over the piscatorial foe.
That's a bit of bullshit really - Brooksy invited me fishing ;D
We've been planning a trip for a while and the weather basically dictated the date/time.
We left from Bribie at around 2:30 in Brooksy's Yaltacraft for a smooth bay enroute to Hutchies. A quick stop at the beacons yielded no livies but Western Rocks never failed to produce, as we secured slimies, yakka and small trevally.
Our plan was to target snapper in the shallower ground and the pearlies in the deeper stuff later on in the night. The sounder was alive at Hutchies but so was the current.
The burley trail was set and Brooksy started to impart his secrets. True to form he lands a 6kg specimum in the first 15 mins and boats another about 10 mins later. He then loses another good fish and I'm yet to have a strike.
Undeterred I tell him to stick his technique up his arse and revert back to my old faithful rig of a squid and livey near the bottom which resulted in two 2-3kg fish in pretty quick succession.
Problem was, Brooksy was matching me on the other side of the boat. After at least getting on the board I succombed again to try his technique and felt the surging run of a big snapper for the first time. I managed to lose that one and the next two which prompted Lucky Phil to call us on the radio because I think he heard my expletives from Caloundra Wide. He was fishing solo and checking secret marks :-X
After a bit more guidance and encouragement from the ever faithful Brooksy I finally managed to land my first fish using the "secret technique" which prompted me to put away the old faithful rig and concentrate on the one rod for the rest of the night. I was delighted to land the next few although the size had dropped since Brooksy's earlier efforts. He did however, surprise both he and I when he boated a yellowtail tuna. I think it was lost or delusional.
With our bag limit reached we headed wider to the 75-80m range to find massive shows of fish. An hour of trying brought nothing into the boat so we gave up on the pearlie chase to head back in close and look for other species.
A few moves and varied fishing landed a couple of cod, some undersize reds and bits and pieces. The highlight of the night was being able to release 3kg odd snapper. I don't think I've ever thrown these back before in my fishing experiences. It's certainly something.
Pulled the pin at about 11:00pm after touching base with Phil again. He had headed in closer after producing a few on the wider grounds. I slept a bit on the way home with the Bay as glassy as I've ever seen (except for the massive air Brooksy got over the banks off Bribie - I know you thought you were funny >:()
It was agreat trip where I learnt a lot so thanks mate. The snapper had better be wary this winter.
I think the highlight of the night was definitely the "lucky catch". I hooked a fish and was bringing it in when it swam through Brooksy's line. He thought he had a run and struck hard and started to bring the fish in. My line went limp but he kept bringing his in. I got in first to find my leader marked, jagged and broken above the hooks. He brings in his 2-3kg snapper with one of his gang hooks looped through one of my gang hooks which is connectd to the fishes mouth. ???
What a way to finish.
I forgot the camera but he's one taken on my phone just as the sun was going down. Brooksy has another photo taken back at home at the end of the night.
Bugman
I was lucky enough to be invited by a master to experience his "special" snapper technique in preparation for the later season. It was to be a chance to witness greatness at its highest power - the epitomy of a man showing his dominance over the piscatorial foe.
That's a bit of bullshit really - Brooksy invited me fishing ;D
We've been planning a trip for a while and the weather basically dictated the date/time.
We left from Bribie at around 2:30 in Brooksy's Yaltacraft for a smooth bay enroute to Hutchies. A quick stop at the beacons yielded no livies but Western Rocks never failed to produce, as we secured slimies, yakka and small trevally.
Our plan was to target snapper in the shallower ground and the pearlies in the deeper stuff later on in the night. The sounder was alive at Hutchies but so was the current.
The burley trail was set and Brooksy started to impart his secrets. True to form he lands a 6kg specimum in the first 15 mins and boats another about 10 mins later. He then loses another good fish and I'm yet to have a strike.
Undeterred I tell him to stick his technique up his arse and revert back to my old faithful rig of a squid and livey near the bottom which resulted in two 2-3kg fish in pretty quick succession.
Problem was, Brooksy was matching me on the other side of the boat. After at least getting on the board I succombed again to try his technique and felt the surging run of a big snapper for the first time. I managed to lose that one and the next two which prompted Lucky Phil to call us on the radio because I think he heard my expletives from Caloundra Wide. He was fishing solo and checking secret marks :-X
After a bit more guidance and encouragement from the ever faithful Brooksy I finally managed to land my first fish using the "secret technique" which prompted me to put away the old faithful rig and concentrate on the one rod for the rest of the night. I was delighted to land the next few although the size had dropped since Brooksy's earlier efforts. He did however, surprise both he and I when he boated a yellowtail tuna. I think it was lost or delusional.
With our bag limit reached we headed wider to the 75-80m range to find massive shows of fish. An hour of trying brought nothing into the boat so we gave up on the pearlie chase to head back in close and look for other species.
A few moves and varied fishing landed a couple of cod, some undersize reds and bits and pieces. The highlight of the night was being able to release 3kg odd snapper. I don't think I've ever thrown these back before in my fishing experiences. It's certainly something.
Pulled the pin at about 11:00pm after touching base with Phil again. He had headed in closer after producing a few on the wider grounds. I slept a bit on the way home with the Bay as glassy as I've ever seen (except for the massive air Brooksy got over the banks off Bribie - I know you thought you were funny >:()
It was agreat trip where I learnt a lot so thanks mate. The snapper had better be wary this winter.
I think the highlight of the night was definitely the "lucky catch". I hooked a fish and was bringing it in when it swam through Brooksy's line. He thought he had a run and struck hard and started to bring the fish in. My line went limp but he kept bringing his in. I got in first to find my leader marked, jagged and broken above the hooks. He brings in his 2-3kg snapper with one of his gang hooks looped through one of my gang hooks which is connectd to the fishes mouth. ???
What a way to finish.
I forgot the camera but he's one taken on my phone just as the sun was going down. Brooksy has another photo taken back at home at the end of the night.
Bugman