Took my brother out today to hit some promising ground we sounded out in the 40s two weeks ago and there were fish down there but we couldn't even raise a bite. Tonnes of birds smashing so we chucked out the bird exciter and trolled a deep diver and a jelly baby and even went straight through a basketball size bustup and couldn't hook up. Tried a few more coral patches around the 40-43m mark and it was looking like another one of those days. 2.5 hours fishing without a decent bite.

It was 4:30 by this stage so we decided to head back to the 3 Mile in time for sunset and berley up for snapper but I made a quick detour via the spot in the 30s we caught some Sgt Bakers on our last trip and where the Mrs and I caught a tonne of undersized snapper and a nice Blackarse.

Drove over it and the screen lit up like Ben Cousins on a glass pipe so we set the drift and I was onto a decent fish only to lose it from a cut line. I think I was gilled raked.

Set up a second drift and I was on again and my bro was on too and I pulled up a dhu double header 46 and 52 and he pulled up a 58. We had our bag but with the dhus on the chew I threw caution to the wind and released both mine and chucked on a Lamble and went round again and after about 5 jigs I was on again and after a decent fight I raised a 71cm beauty.

Amazing how you can go from boiled lollies to choclates in the blink of an eye out there!