Heres a couple fish we've caught on my week of r&r... Drove down to Mandurah for a whiting pop on the flats but as we drove up the shore line I realised it wasnt going to be a great day with the water line 10m further out than the last time I fished the area being a dead low tide. After jagging a few mullet from a huge school and a couple small whiting I decided to a move to the coast was in order. Walked out onto the reef around midmorning and cleaned up on tailor up to 60cms catching 8 or 9 in around an hour, the maria bullchop catching all the fish. Meanwhile my brother fished the inside of the reef and caught this stonker 38cm yellowfin on the surface. 

Friday morning Cody and I took the boat out and the plan was to catch some herring at Carnac then push on to the ffb and float out the herring for a chance at a mackie or ytk. The easterly was fresh as we motored out to the islands, with Cody dropping 3 herring on waxwing at the first reef we stopped at. The wind really whipped up to 20knts+ so we stayed around the island exploring as we had never fished there before. Ended up finding a few tailor hidey holes and the sizes were great with fish up to 58cms hitting the waxwing and bullchop on the surface. 

Saturday morning I took dad and Cody out for a shallow inshore bash 10mins from the ramp. First drift Dad manages a just undersize pink. 

I then spot 3 or 4 birds working an area a couple hundred metres away, and when I saw a solid fish clear the surface I yelled out LINES UP, TUNA! Fish are still breaking the surface as I motor towards them and I make sure to kill the engine a fair way upwind making sure I dont spook them. I punch out a bullchop while Cody casts out a stickbait he bought the day before. Every 15 seconds or so a fish breaks the surface in between 2 cray floats 30m apart. I called them for longtail as a couple were pushing a metre long. As we drift into casting range Codys sickie gets wholloped in a surface explosion and his 8lb starts burning off the 2500ci4. The fight is short lived as we suspect the tail might have nicked the mainline. The fish seem to have spooked so shot back over to the reef hoping for a bigger pink. Nothing was hitting the plastics and baits on the bottom and the "tuna" were back on the boil around the cray pots again so I rigged up some xmas tree skirts and trolled towards the fish. I think it was on our second pass Dad yells and I turn from the wheel to see an explosion on the surface, then another one and Dads on big time. Cody and I scramble to get the other lines in as the fish screams for the fad (cray rope), by the time we start chasing the fish down it seems we're too late and we're tangled around the rope.  

Finally get the line free and seeing as though the rod was in my hands I had a go at reeling the fish in ha ha. As we got colour I hand the rod back to dad and I'm calling it a massive "tuna" until it breaks the surface then I realise its a mack! My heart immediately sank as I noticed the shimmering green colour, ohwell, a mack is a mack but! 

Heres a pretty cool shot from Codys Gopro3 mum and I bought him for chrissy.. 

We had a couple more strikes over the morning but none of the hooks stuck and we left them still jumping at midday. Went back first thing yesterday with some trolling minnows to find the cray pots had been pulled and removed and the fish had gone, bugger.. Cheers Beau