After a hectic Saturday of taking the kids to KungFu, swimming, looking after said kids while the wife went for a walk with one of her friends. Watching Dora the explorer with my little girl and Flash Gordon with the my little boy.
I decided to make the rest of the day mine and headed for North Pine Dam before the sun went down.
I was left with one hour to play with the bass, so I hoofed it through the scrub to reach the water. I later told my wife that if she wanted a good work out to put on a heavy pair of waders, lift a backpack full of fishy things and carry a couple of rods through the gully's and thick grass out there.....sure does make your heart pump.
The bass have been holding deep for the last few weeks so I was using 15gram slugs to find them.
First cast, a hard flick of the rod to send the little piece of metal out as far as I could. Hold the rod still and watch for any line movement and feel for any little tap. Nothing on the way down so after the slug had hit bottom, I let it sit for a few seconds. One gentle lift of the rod tip and WHAM...its go time.
Second cast was as above. The slugs were wiped with S Factor which brought some very strange bites. One fish kept tapping, more like a little bream until it finally committed after about ten seconds and bent the rod tip down towards the water.
The amount of grass still in the water means that your gear can cop a bit of a flogging, drags are wound tight to keep the bass from burying themselves in the slowly rotting jungle on the bottom. You really have to put some hurt on these fish to keep them from heading for the snags.
I lost four fish trying to drag them through the grass way out in the deep but I landed four more nice fat bass before the sun went down and the air started to chill. So I packed up my gear and hit the trail, but not before getting a shot of the lake looking its best.
C'mon Wednesday morning.