With the wind being difficult all week, I'd noticed trends that it was dying right off during the night, so I decided to head out yesterday afternoon at 5pm with new found friend Pedro.
We headed out from Ross creek and though it was still very windy, for once the swell and wind had agreed on which directions they wanted to travel, so it made for a remarkably safe, smooth ride over to WP. We stopped to try and get some livies on the middle reef marker, but the current and wind made it too difficult, so we moved on.
We headed off to the Palleranda Barge mark, and as soon as the sun went down, we were on. The first fish over the side was a grunter of 35cm, which was followed by another, then Pedro boated a small shark and things went quiet for a while, which gave us the opportunity to have a chat. Next fish was an undersize nannygai, wishing he was another 10cm longer, I slipped him back into the drink. Pedro's rod buckled over next, and after a brief, but strong fight, he had a 4ft long hammerhead boatside, well, I wasn't dehooking that one, so the line was cut and it dissappered into the murky depths.
I was next on and boated another 2 Grunter, in the 35-40cm range, before Pedro boated, yet another small shark and then things went quiet. The tide had stopped so I figured with the tide turning to a run out, I would hit my spot on liver point which holds some very good grunter. Fishing was made difficult, with the wind pushing us one way and the current the other so we decided with 4 pan sized grunter in the esky, we would call it quits, but as we were motoring around the point, I found a very good show around a nice lump, so we dropped the pick and fished that for a bit, but again, the wind and current direction was making it difficult, we never caught anything there, but will have to revisit soon, so frustrated, I marked the spot, pulled the pick and headed for home, getting back to the ramp at about 10pm.
Wetherwise, behind the island wasn't too bad, with just a little rolling swell, the only rough parts was coming out from picnic bay, where the wind was about, though not unsafe in a 4.8m tinny (or a 3.9m tinny I might add, another bloke had his little Quinny explorer trophy out), just a bit bumpy and wet, but not uncomfortable. I split the catch with Pedro, which he was grateful for as he'd never caught a grunter before, and he couldn't wait to sink his teeth into it.