Went out this morning in search of tailor on fly around some of the wash zones locally.  The wind whipped across the bay and made a short sharp horrible little swell and I left the flyrod in the locker and stayed at the helm while we were close to the rocks and a mate pounded the area with a bibbed minnow for a while.  The wind slowly tried to ease but was way too hard to flycast in and with the tailor not playing the game we changed tactics a bit and headed out towards the cape to try and jig up a YTK or samsonfish.  No joy there either.  So we went back in shallow and hit up the skippy.  Good old faithful tan and yellow over white clouser scored a couple of fish after the wind dissapeared, while my mate was getting desperate and ended up taking a treble hook off a jerkbait and laced it with pilchard pieces from the berley bucket that we were using to crank the trevs up.  Fundamental rule of my boat broken and no shame left he scored a couple of rat fish before we took the boat out and headed for a local brewery for a wood fired pizza and a few brews for a late lunch.  At one stage I had a little trev on and a sambo I estimate around a meter long came in for the kill- all in crystal clear water.  I did try my best to catch it with everything in the flybox but it only wanted the trevs when they were hooked up under the boat.

One thing we did see lots of though were whales.  Probably 30-40 of the buggers while moving around.  Made the missus jealous.

So tailor will have to wait for another day but glad to put the skippy notch on the 7wt.