At least you got a feed. Which is more than I did. I reckon its magic being on the water in those conditions.....but unfortunately usually also coincides with poor results.
Greg
Initially I wasn't going to post up a report because the results of today's trip weren't quite as good as the past two trips but it still yielded a feed so I have fresh fillets for dinner. I left Manly early this morning and headed over to Mud Island once again albeit a slow trip due to heavy fog. Aware that there is still some debris in the water after the recent heavy rains I decided I didn't want to hit anything solid in the low visibility. I knew the forecasters had predicted light winds but the combination of the light winds and very little run in the tide meant that the drifts were VERY slow indeed. I used the lightest jighead weights possible and I was still getting to the bottom. There seems to be a certain truth to the saying "No run, no fun!" For most of the morning the only things biting were little Whiptails and some of the smallest squire I have seen. But as the fog lifted and the bites became ever so slightly more aggressive and the size of the fish began to increase. There was one very strange bite that I had. It hit but not too hard and then nothing. I waited a short while and when there were no more bites I reeled in the line only to discover the jighead was gone and the leader was freyed at the end. Must have been some very sharp teeth. Perhaps a big tailor? For a few hours work I managed to catch a 38cm Squire, a 43cm Tuskie, and one nice sized Flounder. Normally I don't keep squire under 40cms but today I made the exception because I had worked hard for dinner and if I returned that 38cm Squire I would be relying on a fast food outlet to satisfy the tummy. Much rather fresh fish. Anyway the conditions were amazing and totally glassed out. Something that I have never experienced before until today was on my return journey home between Mud Island and St.Helena Island the water was all glassed out but in the distance I could see that the water was all rippled. No waves but just ripples and when I reached that section of water the best way I can describe it is when you go from a bitumen road to a dirt road where it is all corrugated and it vibrates the car to pieces, it was similar to that. Was strange and I have not experienced this before. Anyway, there's fish fillets to crumb and cook. Tight lines people. Sorry but no photos attached to this report because the fish were pretty ordinary and not worthy of being photographed. Maybe next time. The day was topped off nicely by meeting Charleville at the ramp who cleaned up on the sandcrabs. Good meeting you.
Cheers,
Poodroo
He who aims at nothing is sure to hit it.
At least you got a feed. Which is more than I did. I reckon its magic being on the water in those conditions.....but unfortunately usually also coincides with poor results.
Greg
a feed's a feed tho right ...good on you for getting out on the big blue tho mate...could it have been a taxman that took your plastic???...cheers for the report
Mrs Benno1
Sunny
Well done Poodroo - you are fast becoming the Mud Man...
Cheers
I'm sure I've seen you landing once before at Manly (down by the yacht club?)... If I ever see you launching, I'm following you all day....
At least you got out there!!
Sitting around the camp fire everyone kept reminding me with comments like " there's not a breath of wind is there?" "Sky is clear as a bell" "I reckon the tide would be on the change about now"
A feed is more than some poeple are getting, so no complaints I bet.
Scalem
Nice report mate, I can see its only a matter of time before we see you holding up a 5 kilo Mud Snapper.
Persistance pays off in the end and you sure put in the hours around Mud.
Cheers Brent.
He who aims at nothing is sure to hit it.