Well it's been a long time coming for the report but i managed to sneak out in the new boat on the sunday before i went to Perth for the impending birth of our second little girl and the weather was pointing to a cracker of a day on the Sunday with slightly breezy conditions in the morning before calming off for the arvo, so an early start was ordered so we could be back by 12 and hopefully add some new ground to the GPS.

We followed the wind and waves and headed west and i was looking to head past the archipelago but the wind just wasn't letting off and it was pushing up towards 20knots i reckon fighting a big incoming tide so i ducked between the islands and headed for Bare Rock where some birds where working.

We dropped over 2 Halco Laser Pros and we didn't have to wait long for a hit, there was Mack Tuna everywhere, we where running a 2m 190 in the baitfish pattern and a 7m deep diver in the chrome pink. the 2m diver took all the fish and Tobi and Gareth managed 2 nice Mack Tuna's each.

open your eyes Tobi!!!

the team handling the next Mack Tuna

Gareths first Mack Tuna

I was releaved of driving duties and was on strike for the next few passes, i dropped a tuna while not applying pressure but the next hit had me tangling with a 80cm Spaniard which we released.

this is my face in real life!

We then had word from Webby who was at Legendre that it was just a mess up there, which was no different to where we were and they where heading home as the wind just wasn't letting up, i then had had enough of waves over the bow and blood all over the decks so we trolled around the back of Bare Rock and headed for the protection of Enderby Is looking for some trout on the troll, we managed another 2 small spaniards and a few hits throwing SP's to a bombie with heaps of water rushing past but we moved on and headed for home, we decided since it was early and we had time and beer up our sleeve we continued to troll all the way to our preffered trout location, this only accounted for 2 pick handle Barracuda's but we gained hope for the last bit of our trip over some familiar territory when the rod screamed off, we had thought we might have snagged the RMG scorpian on the rocks as we where in 4m of water but it had a kick and i was calling a large trout for sure, but then a flash of silver and i spat it and called it for a big Barracuda but then i was all suprised to see a bloody big Spaniard arrive deck side, with no gaff yet onboard it was a quick tail grab and slung into the boat.

It was a new PB for Tobi in the strangest of spots too, high fives and placed on ice it was time for our last beer and head home happy to see that the boat handles the shit weather really good holding 23kts into the weather and everyone dry with fillets in their freezer.

Arsey bitch with her fish, approx 1.4m long

a good way to end a average day