So many times heading up that way we all pray to the weather gods for at least 3 days of good fishing weather. Well the prayers were answered this trip and we walked into 6 days straight of awesome weather, and fished them all.

Day one:

Out to the 65m mark and it was a very slow morning with only the two Rankins on baord till around 2pm then the Reds came on the bite and nailed 4 good fish around 5kg each.

And wings for the BBQ washed down with a Chardy = livin.

Heads were kept for a Vietnamese friend of mine.

Day two:

Sunday probably the worst for the trip, 8 hours on the water for one Spanglie had a us scratching our heads wondering what we were doing wrong, but was heartening talking to ther blokes up there that they weren't faring much better.

Day Three:

Monday, slow again with a few bits and Pieces until I decided to mix things up a bit and start floating some mulies, within 5 minutes it was action stations as we nailed two 15kg Spaniards and a smaller model.

Day 4:

Tuesday:

Beautiful weather again saw us going wide and trying lots of spots for not much, once again a few bits a pieces until this beast hit my bait in 70m which I took for another gear destroying shark, when I saw him 20m down my hear lifted and I prayed he was under the magical metre. He came in at 997mm and just over 16kg. So happy not have to put him back over the side and try to release. 

Day 5:

Wednesday, so it was forecast a glass off and it truly did. We had been talking to the lads next door who had been fishing out in the 100m mark so though I'd give it a crack. It's nigh on 37km so thought we'd stop in 65m first for a drop. First drop good fish dropped second drop shark so the mind was made up head for the 100's. Literally threw a dart at it with no marks and telling the boys to prey for any sort of flare up. So first drop within a minute I was on and my first ever GoldBand, it was then on for young and old with fish after fish. Double header's and just a good all round assortment, we'd finally found the honey hole. That bit of ground is now well marked each end, funny thing was nothing showed on the sounder but it was loaded. Left em on the chew so to speak after bagging out. 

Day 6:

Weather not so kind but still a couple of finishing fish for the bag and time to rest up a couple of days and drink the beer stocks ;) 

As mentioned on antother thread the track snapped the rear cross members of my trailer so had the ratchet strap it all together and get home on a wing and a prayer. 

Onwards to 2020!