Yesterday afternoon I decided to head out seeing as the wind was forecast to be low. I thought I'd hit the water about 3pm and get set up for a pinky bash. By the time I watched most of the V8s and fueled the boat up, it was getting on for after 4pm by the time I hit the water. I guess going solo means no-one is waiting for you! Heading out from Hillarys into almost calm conditions I couldn't help but be distracted by the bait busting up everywhere. I threw a variety of lures and trolled around a bit but couldn't extract a take from whatever was hunting the mulies. When you could see a few hundred busting up on top, there were another million under the boat. Quite a sight to see.

By this time the sun was almost setting and I think I missed the opportunity to get the berley trail going. When I set the anchor a few miles west of scarborough there was so little wind the boat just kind of floated around. I think it went 360 degrees about 4 times during the night. As soon as I got my line in the water I had an undersize pink take the bait and I thought I might be in for a lucky session.

Not long after it was propper dark I was bombarded by a cloud of skippy and while they weren't big fish, they seemed big when winding them up 2 at a time. It was the first of about 10 double headers with a couple being used for bait and the others released.

Skipp cloud on the sounder:

Followed by skipps on the deck:

I also managed to get a double header of snook as well and sent one down as a whole injured bait. This rod was soon losing line to what I can only assume was a shark as I got bitten off not long into the fight. The second one managed to produce a decent sambo of about 4kg that was sent back.

So the story of the night was I needed to be able to measure the double headers to get a legal pink:

Sorry for the crappy photos but when you have no friends you have to go solo! ha ha

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