Left home about later than planned on Tuesday arvo..headed down the M1 to launch at Horizon Shores. How anyone travels backwards and forwards on that carpark every day is beyond my comprehension.
Launched and headed down to Tiger Mullet..arrived just on dusk..first cast..31cm bream. 3rd cast..27cm..you bewdy says I..could be a good session.
Well..that was the session. Moved from deeper water into the shallows as the tide came in and still nothing. Not a bite.
I did have one of those moments..where you are sitting there all alone..all is good with the world then all of a sudden a bloody noise makes ya jump..bloody dolphin surfacing close by.
Well...after a few hours of nothing, I said to myself.."Self, time to head home..this is crap".
Simple run back home to the ramp with the moon above..no need for spotlight or even a torch...arrived home at 11.30 pm...with little to show for the trip.
That is the bream expeditions over for me this winter..the bream season that never was.
But..was a glorious evening on the water.