A couple of weeks ago Blackend made the following comment regarding fishing Wello Point with Placcies...
So me being a total amateur in the fine art of flicking placcies I thought I would enlist the services of a masterOriginally Posted by Blackened
. Having met T1 for the first time at the River 2 Mud provided the perfect opportunity to enlist his services - so a midweek (wednesday evening) session was arranged for the 2nd August. The plan was to flick placcies from 4pm to dusk then burley up and fish baits till around midnight - when in theory we would have bagged out (T1 being the master an all
) and we could go home - happy and be up in time for work the next morning.
As you well know the weather during the last few days has been just about perfect and Wednesday evening was no exception. All started well... we headed out to T1's "secret spot xyz"I threw on a 4" turtle back worm in watermelon and first throw - was asking T if he thought they were any good (he being the master an all - he should know
) He was just saying that he had never done any good on them - so he didnt think they were any good - when slam a short zzzzzzzz and in the boat came squire at 34cms replies T... "oh... then again I could be wrong" not a bad start for a first cast... next cast another hit - the following cast a smaller model - Geez the master has put us onto the spot here... meanwhile T is taking off his punkinseed gulp in favour of something green. On my next cast... zzzzzzzzzzzzz and a nice run - a good fight on light gear and finally boated a 45cm squire... a PB for me - after countless models at 40cms - finally the drought is broken - T1 truly is a master..... Meanwhile the master was yet to take a hit
As it was getting dark we anchored and started to burley for the night shift - with a good start expectations were high. But as quickly as it started the bite stopped so we burleyed and waited..... 4 hours later we had lost about 2 baits, boated a small shovelnose - which went back and that as about it.... Hmmmm - But 'The Master' was optimistic he kept saying - all it takes is one good fish to make a slow trip good... so OK... so we waited - and waited - and waited. We tried every conceivable bait - squid, Pilchard, Grinner even the super secret, but highly touted mullayfailed to produce. About midnight however the bites came thick and fast... The master boats a nice tailor - which goes back out as a strip bait - missed a few other alleged "good fish"... slowly the number of boated fish started to grow... pity most of them were no bigger than my hand - so needless to say they went back - we felt like we were the soup kitchen feeding the thousands of homeless baby squire, tarwine and bream.
Finally at about 2.30 am - I'd had enuff, either we had to do something different or go home - with just the 1 fish... so it was suggested that we break out the placcies once more - even tho neither of us had ever had much success fishing placcies for squire at night. The master broke out his "threadfin killer" and I wore a whole sandworm... after a few hits and misses - I changed to my favourite bream placcy, the shrimp -in nuclear chicken, a few hits and a small bream...
Meanwhile the master is working very quietly on the other side of the boat with a bent rod.... another "rock cod".....?? I called it a "rock cod" because the master had had a "fish" on earlier - that wasnt pulling very much - but it was really heavy... so out came the net....eventually when he got it in it was a massive lump of S*#T with all coral stuff hanging off it - we knew it wasnt a keeper so after a kiss and a few photos it was released![]()
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The problem with this "rock" was that as soon as it saw the boat it started to run... zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz and didnt want to stop till it reached the Brissie River... finally T turns it and after a while colour and after some perfect net work by yours truly, up comes a PB squire for the master around 64cms.
Even though it was 3am, that spurred us on for about a 100 more "last drifts" and 1700 "last casts" The master proves that the first was no fluke and boats a smaller - but legal specimen... and that was about it for the night... we finally called it a night at about 4am.
It was probably my longest single fishing session at around 12 hours - for 3 keepers... but we both PBed... so gotta be happy about that!Just goes to show that the master was right... it just takes one good fish...
Had a great time, great company and good fish.... next time T... we bag outand get home early! Thank you O master for showing this humble grasshopper the magic of thy mysterious ways
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Piccys below... sorry it was a long story.... but it was a l-o-n-g night