As the title suggests, I hit Lake Moogerah with a good mate on Sunday afternoon. After the previous weeks donut at Maroon I was hopefull for at least one fish, so we headed out to hopefully find some fish.
The water level is up alot ...and I mean alot! So we did a quick run around to all the points and kept a keen eye on the sounder...nothing...not a thing...zippa-de-do-da! I am sure you get the drift. Moved out into more open water on the flats, which seemed to produce alot of the same.
Things were starting to get desperate, as time was now against us...There was a roast pork waiting at home afterall.
So we headed up and hit the trees...drifting with the wind, casting as we went.
We started to see fish on the sounder so I tied on a Mask Vibe and went deep...bouncing along the bottom in 20-25' of water as thats where the fish seem to be holding. I cast out at a lonely tree, probably 6' in diameter and let the Mask sink towards the bottom.
It wasnt far from the bottom when I felt the smallest of taps...a quick hookset and I was on...This thing was big and strong, peeling line of with good 2-3 metre runs. Then I felt it...the unmistakable feeling as your line passes over/under and through the timber that lays below. SNAP! All gone.
So apart from that 20 seconds of action the only other encounter was a 15cm monster caught in front of the Gorge.
I just wish these winter fish would hurry and decide to start playing the game.
Leigh.