Went out exploring today. Lots of small fish and a few “alright”ones.
Mike got a great Queenie in and two big trevelly nearly in but sharks took them. We found a stream full of life but there were sharks everywhere. Did some shore fishing too – always fun.
Got 10 coral trout on lures all quite small. Probably 30-50 bluebones all small
My best was working for 30 mins to get what we thought was a metre trevelly in… only to find a shark!
Two sad stories of the day was hooking up a decent trevelly and having the hook pull free from my new expensive lure. The other was me filliting the Queenie for dinner… dropped it in the water to give it a quick clean and the fish grippers somehow came out from its jaw! Dropped it right under so no dinner for me.
Ed’s naps have prevented us from being able to travel to Kakadu and Litchfield, but Berry springs is only 40 minutes away. So we decided to head down early one morning. Claire and I were unsure just how much he would get out of it, but we knew Maggie would love it.
Well, it turned out Ed had a great time! He couldn’t do much but hang onto his Mum in the shallower part, but still thought it was a blast. And Maggie absolutely loved it. It was hard describing it to her, she seemed to think she was going into a big pool that looked like a lake. But when she got there she saw the fish and we swap downstream to the bigger pools she said in her geniune voice “this place is amazing Dad!”.
Mike and I went out together looking for some Trevelly and Queenfish action. The plan was to throw lures around – I personally think Queenfish are very underrated as a table fish, though everyone agrees both are terrific fighters.
We went out and it was one of those (great) days! We caught loads, in fact, I twice caught two trevelly on the same lure! I had not seen this before, but it is not likely not that uncommon. They swim as a pack and because of the clear water I could see a fish follow the guy I had on my hook and try to grab the “food” out of its mouth and in doing so get hooked.
Mike caught something huge, it took him a very long time to even get a glimpse of it – brassy trevelly! 74cm and it fought like all hell. Was quite entertaining too, he would get it to the boat and I would get the net out, suddenly the fish would take off and threaten to spool Mike so I would have to start the boat up and chase him down. Then Mike would win the fight, get him to the boat and I’d get the net… only to have to start the boat again. That happened 4-5 times, we started calling him the “gym junkie trevelly”.
My best fish for the day was a 58cm Queenfish (a PB).
We finished the day with some bait in a hole. Not much was happening when suddenly I hooked something huge! I thought perhaps a ray because of how it could stick to the bottom. But it went on long runs, so I was daring to dream I had caught a monster jewie! It took me about 20 minutes to get it to the surface, and it was a turtle. Dissapointing and also a bit upsetting, I love turtles. It went back under and the line snapped right at the point which was good, hopefully it gives it a fighting chance.
Got: Me – 58cm Queenie, approx 6 queenies, approx 10 trevelly. Mike – 74cm Brassy Trevelly, approx 3 queenies, approx 15 trevelly, and lots of catfish on bait!
Dad was keen to go out fishing with Maggie for his 70th. Maggie was beyond excited! But the problem at this time of year is the wind. Not to mention launching and retrieving boats with the tides and the winds. In the end we went to Corroboree Billabong knowing that fishing would be difficult but the boating would be easy.
We didn’t even a bite! But we did have a lot of fun – Maggie got to drive the boat which she thought was amazing.
Dry season appeared to come early, and I was concerned about the wind. But my quest to get Maggie into fishing is on track, we got really lucky with the weather, it was total glass out there. Tough going fishing wise… I got 1 30-35cm goldie and 1 stripy. Maggie got a 35-40cm cod, and a 20-25cm Goldie. No one else got anything. However my live bait got chomped and spat (no where near the hook) when I wound it up the estimated 70cm-80cm Cobia was following it…. gah!