VC home from sea , so we promptly returned to sea to go sharking.
A wonderful calm morning ,oily to the horizon. We mucked about trying a few close spots waiting for the ebb tide to run, I cursed @Shearer yet again as my expensive shinny shit got snaked and returned to my bait fishing.
I then cursed the burley ,the lack of current and bloody spiked dogs. All the while VC boated gurnard and the odd carpet shark….as I set my forth set of gear into the tide I managed to snag a keepable bluey , then a carrot and then another things were looking up, I even had time to heckle VC as he busted off a solid fish on his strayline … replace your rigs after a couple of sharks I crowed!
Ohh how the fishing gods love to punish a smart arse…I went from catching table fish back to shit fish in a minute, then doubled down to catching shit fish two at a time. VC took pity on me and we hauled the gear and wandered over to check the hook line, well the first few hooks produced carpet sharks and things looked grim as they got bigger and bigger and bigger…then a wonderful treat , a carrot followed by a handful more …smiles all round
Finished up with a Northly wind pushing us home as we gutted the fish and headed up the channel and sat the boat in the shalllows. We had a beer and let the tide run out so we could trailer the boat without getting the utes feet wet.
Well that was the plan we hooked the boat on and I heaved on the winch, the boat stayed were it was as the winch wound itself towards the boat…a few strops later things were secured and we backed the trailer under the boat as I gently winched this time.
A bit off banter about being ham fisted and rough as guts. All in all a great day out we were very tempted to chance our arm and go floundering on the bottom of the tide but with a lack of bodies and enough things to take care of we set that plan aside for another day.
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