Cheech and I put in at Whyte island about 3.00pm yesterday,with a plan to fish out from mud, till the tide changed.
We stopped on the way out of the river to help out a big Mustang cruiser that was aground and in danger of spending a long 12 hours stuck till the next tide big enough to get them off.
Cheech snigged them off the mud then we headed out hoping karma would see us well rewarded.
It was fairly lumpy outside mud and we only saw one other boat out there.
With our favoured conditions ( except for the lumps) on offer we were expecting a good haul.
we had a couple of goes at getting the anchor to hold & getting onto one of Cheechs spots,and eventual got the boat to sit where we wanted it.
It was a bit slow at first but we worked our system and as sun set fish started to come aboard.
A mixed bag Tailor ,Trevally ,Bream, Moses perch, and a million undersized Grassies.
We had our usual share of unstoppables .
I dropped a good sized squire at the transom a nanosecond before i called for the net. Less said about the better.
We are having a bad trot with line breakages, Bimini knot breakages and just plain bad luck.
3 times I had really solid fish well hooked only to lose them through bad luck. All the right gear ,effective drag settings, patience,then....bang...gone.
Cheech had a couple of good battles, one of which resulted in boating an unusual catch, I'll leave that story to himself.
all in all another good adventure and a few fish for the table.