pogo
28-01-06, 09:08 AM
Organised to meet up with Darryl at the boat ramp at Roseville at 5. 15 but a few hassles getting the trailer hitch on and having the red light fairy in the car with me saw me arriving at the ramp about 15 late, (sorry about that Darryl).
After a few minutes of loading up the pogoboat with the usual half tackle shop we got underway down middle harbour,
We pulled up just past the spit bridge for a quick flick for squidlies, not to hopefully because the word was that they had been hard to come by lately.
Wouldnt you know it, first cast and I had one, grabbed another out of the three or four that had followed the first to the boat and then they got shy, snuck around the corner into the little bay and got two more and a cuttlie fro the edge of the sand,weed, rock.
We had intended to grab some yakkas but with the kingie tim tams in the live well we decided to get straight into it.
Headed over to Quarantine and spent an uncomfortable 20 minutes or so flicking sluggoes around, 15 kts of Southerly and a bouncy chop and swell made life difficult. tried the port and starboard markers, they were better but still ordinary so over to the Eastern wedding cake, the water was much smoother, so we decided to anchor up and berley.
Got a pick set, fired up the berley bucket with Darryls secret brew and rigged up a couple of squid, I put mine out under a balloon and Darryl's was sent free swimming.
Darryl's squid had barely swum out of sight when his rod loaded up and he was on. WOOO HOO, after a short sharp tussle he had a nice kingie boat side, still pretty green and after a couple of desparate swipes with the net the first of the day was on board. grabbed a quick photo and then as darryl was organising the fish into the esky I gave the berley pot a stir and noticed a cloud of yakkas sitting under the boat, so I grabed the bait handline and quick as a flash had a litltle yakka on.
Daryyl was just about to re bait so I said "slip this guy on" He did and dropped him straight over board and straight into another Hungry kingies mouth. Meanwhile my squid is just paddlling around under the balloon
We net and keep Darryls king and while he is tidying up I drop out the baitline and grab another livie, just in time for Darryl to rig up, Wouldnt you know it he drops it back and about five minutes later is on again.
I am starting to make snide remarks about deckies who outfish boat owners, but then I cut the ballon off my line and free swim the squid back, the litlle guy is only about 8 feet behind the boat and 2 feet down when a little rat take a swipe at him and Im in business.
Things quietened down for a few minutes and we noticed Ken fly fishing over the other side of the marker, had a quick shouted chat and we hit another little patch and boated another couple.
Quiet for a while and then Darryl got a pick up, the fish headed for the Pylons and he cranked up the drag, he got to the strike button and was still losing line,he called out that the fish was still taking lline at 5 kg of drag, so I cleared my line and he went over the top and into sunset. This stopped the fish and it started to angle out from the pylons (he could have only pulled it up metres short).
The fish was making those darting jablike runs that kingies do on locked up 50lb braid and Darryl was copping a hiding from the rod butt so we fitted a gimble belt, first time Ive had to do that on a king
Darryl started to gain a little line and things were looking rosy but then
SLACK LINE, Darryl wound in and found that the knot at the brass ring between the braid and his 60lb trace had failed on the leader side, still had the ring. Darryl applied a number of uppercuts to himself, stamped his feet and held his breath till he went blue.
Got a couple more and then things started to quiet down, even the yakkas had stopped holding at the back of the boat.
Anchored up on the other side as the tide changed but not much there either.
We met Brent who trolled around the marker with squid on a downrigger and caught 4 nice fish and we saw Ken get a couple on fly
Also had a visit from Fisheries, who nabbed the bloke beside us for not carrying his licence, but their big message was "have you heard about the Dioxins"
Darryl kept 1 and I kept 2 to cook for the extended family on Australia day, they were filleted, brined in salt, brown sugar and a bit of brandy for a couple of hours and then hot smoked, bloody fantastic, the invading inlaws reckon it was the best fish they had had for ages.
After a few minutes of loading up the pogoboat with the usual half tackle shop we got underway down middle harbour,
We pulled up just past the spit bridge for a quick flick for squidlies, not to hopefully because the word was that they had been hard to come by lately.
Wouldnt you know it, first cast and I had one, grabbed another out of the three or four that had followed the first to the boat and then they got shy, snuck around the corner into the little bay and got two more and a cuttlie fro the edge of the sand,weed, rock.
We had intended to grab some yakkas but with the kingie tim tams in the live well we decided to get straight into it.
Headed over to Quarantine and spent an uncomfortable 20 minutes or so flicking sluggoes around, 15 kts of Southerly and a bouncy chop and swell made life difficult. tried the port and starboard markers, they were better but still ordinary so over to the Eastern wedding cake, the water was much smoother, so we decided to anchor up and berley.
Got a pick set, fired up the berley bucket with Darryls secret brew and rigged up a couple of squid, I put mine out under a balloon and Darryl's was sent free swimming.
Darryl's squid had barely swum out of sight when his rod loaded up and he was on. WOOO HOO, after a short sharp tussle he had a nice kingie boat side, still pretty green and after a couple of desparate swipes with the net the first of the day was on board. grabbed a quick photo and then as darryl was organising the fish into the esky I gave the berley pot a stir and noticed a cloud of yakkas sitting under the boat, so I grabed the bait handline and quick as a flash had a litltle yakka on.
Daryyl was just about to re bait so I said "slip this guy on" He did and dropped him straight over board and straight into another Hungry kingies mouth. Meanwhile my squid is just paddlling around under the balloon
We net and keep Darryls king and while he is tidying up I drop out the baitline and grab another livie, just in time for Darryl to rig up, Wouldnt you know it he drops it back and about five minutes later is on again.
I am starting to make snide remarks about deckies who outfish boat owners, but then I cut the ballon off my line and free swim the squid back, the litlle guy is only about 8 feet behind the boat and 2 feet down when a little rat take a swipe at him and Im in business.
Things quietened down for a few minutes and we noticed Ken fly fishing over the other side of the marker, had a quick shouted chat and we hit another little patch and boated another couple.
Quiet for a while and then Darryl got a pick up, the fish headed for the Pylons and he cranked up the drag, he got to the strike button and was still losing line,he called out that the fish was still taking lline at 5 kg of drag, so I cleared my line and he went over the top and into sunset. This stopped the fish and it started to angle out from the pylons (he could have only pulled it up metres short).
The fish was making those darting jablike runs that kingies do on locked up 50lb braid and Darryl was copping a hiding from the rod butt so we fitted a gimble belt, first time Ive had to do that on a king
Darryl started to gain a little line and things were looking rosy but then
SLACK LINE, Darryl wound in and found that the knot at the brass ring between the braid and his 60lb trace had failed on the leader side, still had the ring. Darryl applied a number of uppercuts to himself, stamped his feet and held his breath till he went blue.
Got a couple more and then things started to quiet down, even the yakkas had stopped holding at the back of the boat.
Anchored up on the other side as the tide changed but not much there either.
We met Brent who trolled around the marker with squid on a downrigger and caught 4 nice fish and we saw Ken get a couple on fly
Also had a visit from Fisheries, who nabbed the bloke beside us for not carrying his licence, but their big message was "have you heard about the Dioxins"
Darryl kept 1 and I kept 2 to cook for the extended family on Australia day, they were filleted, brined in salt, brown sugar and a bit of brandy for a couple of hours and then hot smoked, bloody fantastic, the invading inlaws reckon it was the best fish they had had for ages.