My best mate bought a new boat a couple of weeks ago, so we hatched a plan to get out and spill some blood on the decks. I'm not much of a fisherman, generally opting to remove fish's choice from the equation by shooting the buggers while they're not looking (spearfishing). My mate is a hard core fisho, so between us we were pretty confident of sorting a feed.
We started off softbaiting in the shallows, and by lunchtime had failed to get on the board. I decided to jump in and see if I could get a shaft into something, but was on a 1hr time limit. That was as big a fail as the softbaiting. I didn't even see a table fish! We decided to anchor up and get the burley pumping and try our hand at straylining. But we hadn't brought any bait or burley... I hopped back in and shot a few big silver drummer that would do the trick.
The last few hours of light were spent drifting big chunks of drummer down the burley trail in 15m of water. After about an hour, things ramped up nicely and we boated a dozen good eaters in the 40‐45cm range plus a couple of bigger 4‐7lb models (and released another handful of easily legal fish) and got dusted by a couple of big buggers getting to ground on light gear in shallow water.
The day was topped off nicely with my mate landing a ripper of a fish after a couple of smoking runs that we were sure would end in a bust off.
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