Headed east with good mate jono and phil (unlucky). jon packed the bananas as he dont believe in any old wives tales, with the fishing of late it would take more than bananas to slow it down, they were left in..
we were setup just before dark and we didnt have to wait long. with phil out of action sleeping up front with seasickness it was up to us to get into them, the next couple of hrs were crazy, lines snapped, hooks snapped, nobbys hit the deck, cobes ajs and other big things slammed us between em.
somehow phil didnt fish through all of this, he kept count for us though as we notched up the bag limit, he looked happier on dry land holding one up lol.
rob