G'Day Folks,
Shane (Bazzaman) and I braved the elements last night for a shot at the Barron River hoping to get ahold of some big tarpies on squidgy and maybe pick up a jack or fingermark off the bottom. We secured a good supply of bait early on, the river is swarming with big mud herring at the moment. It wasn't long before there were handfulls of them jumping all over the boat like marsupial mice. Once anchored we began throwing the plastics and threw out our heavy lines on the bottom.
Initially we had hardly any hits until Shane's heavy line made some concerning movements. He struck into a snag, meaning it was time to snap off mono about as thick as rope you'd feel comfortable abseiling with. It was starting to look like our second Barron trip would turn out like our doomed first trip where I lost a good barra about an axe length away from the net. However, I have educated Shane in the refined art of squidgy prowess and he began hooking into our target species. It took a bit of casting but Shane and I both were onto fish that just wouldnt play by the rules. Eventually after a few missed chances Shane battled a nice tarpon to the net. We got a photo and kept casting.
The casting routine was becoming a bit of a bore as out bottom baits were getting more attention. When my line went slack I struck and came up tight to a rampaging fish down deep. While I was hoping for a fingermark it turned out to be a 64cm barra that did a good job pretending to be a fingermark. The next bait was hardly in the rod holder when it screamed out line. This one made no secret it was a barra soaring into the evening sky. Everything went smoothly again and I was holding a 65cm barra. Since its closed season we make an effort to release any barra we catch as fast as is practical. So instead of wasting time on glamour shots Shane got one of me with my head dangled into croc habitat with the little sucker. That turned out to be our last bit of action for the night, enjoy the pics.
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