Gday fishos, I could allmost have titled this report "Monduran Casting Practice", cause the end result was the same.
With no work on for Saturday, I scooted up to the dam Friday night and kicked out the swag for an early start Saturday morning.
Increased water levels have made all my old favourite snags a thing of the past, so these next few trips will be reccy work until I can figure out the new lie of the land, so to speak.
Anyways, plan was to fish Rainforest Bay early, a chilly run up the basin in the pre-dawn dark had me pokeing in on the kota before sun up, flicking classics with the aid of the headlamp.
The peace and quiet was only temporary however,when a nice little 890 boofed the lure on the top of the water boatside just as I was about to lift the Gaddens clear, near gave me a heart attack that fish in the dark, water sprayed everywhere.
Needless to say I flogged that bay pretty hard, for no more barrys, but a nice bass, my second from Monduran, and a catty with a head like a miners shovel, were the only other fish to come to the boat.
Spent the rest of the day pokeing around into little bays, finishing up at H in the sticks, for absolutely zero, nada, nothing, not even a catty.
Late arvo, I headed back to the mornings spot and sounded out some bait with fish hanging off it in the entrance to a little bay, so I banked the Quinnie and started casting. Half an hour in, tap and smash as a big girl takes a likeing to the RMG Scorpoin Ive ben throwing, a half hearted jump and a big head shake and the lures back at my feet, big fish now un-attatched.
I dont know what guted me the most, dropping that fish after a tuff day on the water or the realization that there were now exactly 999 casts to go till I hook up again.
That was it, another 100 casts for no action and I pulled the pin, packed up early on Sunday morn and home in time to take the missus out for a countery at the local.
Facts and figures : water temps were 23.5 at the ramp at 4.30Am on Saturday, around 26 to 27 in most of the flooded bays, reaching 29 up at H in the hottest part of the day.
The sou-easter was a bloody pain in the bum, gusting up and generally makeing life difficult. Must have been a few frustated salties up there judgeing by some of the rigs/crews I saw on the water.
Water clarity has improved greatly from two weeks ago, now more tea coloured instead of mud.
Most crews I spoke to had at least seen a fish or two, but there were a couple who had been up for a couple of days and were still on donuts.
Basin trolling mob was still hard at it, though I dont know results.
Goose of the week goes to the bloke who insisted on trolling the bank in the little bay I was fishing in the arvo, despite the fact I had the boat on the bank casting, the bay was only 20 meters wide and I was reasonably pleasant in asking him not to.
Thats it, Im up again after Easter hopefully, see how we go then
cheers
brian