Well, we got stuck back into it on Tuesday morning!  After the great success of our trip two weeks ago, confidence was high as we launched in the river at 8am.  This time it was Ron, Brad, myself, and my lovely bride, who happens to be 8 months pregnant!!  Talk about a keen fisho!

My wife was lured by the promise of plenty of fish, a short ride to the grounds, and a chance at her PB fish(her previous best being an average sized herring! haha).  We got to the reefs off of Freo in no time and had our lines in the water.  First few stops yielded no bites and the wife was beginning to suspect that she was a jinx.  We assured her we would find them.

Soon we were into the fish.  The fish weren't biting like they were two weeks ago.  We caught 20+ fish like before, but it took us twice as long to do it.  Also, the bites were softer and the casts had to be more accurate to draw a strike.  We noted that the water was fairly cloudy, probably bc of the high winds over the weekend.  We thought that might have played a factor in the fishing being a bit tougher to come by.  The average size of these fish were a bit smaller than last time as well.  Most of today's fish were between 1-1.5kilos.  I managed the best of the day which checked in at just over 2kilo, my PB tailor.

Great story about the wife.  Her first tailor of the day was a very respectable fish, at or above 1.5kilo.  She was rapt!  It was much bigger than any fish she had ever caught before.  I told her that I would take a pic of her and her fish, and showed her how to hold it.  As I turned the camera on she sat there with a huge grin on her face.  Just as the camera was ready, the fish gave a huge flop and lept out of her hands and back into the drink!  The three of us were just cracking up while she stared into the water with the saddest face you've ever seen!

I told her later that it was good for me that it happened.  Now when I come home with a story about the one that got away, she can't say any smart remarks!!

Late in the session, my mulie was hit by something big!  It took off for open water, stripping my line with it.  We gave chase in the boat, but everytime I gained much line and seemed to dig in a bit, the fish would just take off with another blistering run.  I could feel strong headshakes, so I'm pretty sure it wasn't a ray.  We guessed it was either a big Kingie or maybe a sambo.  The fight lasted about five minutes before I was busted off.  I don't think it would have been one of the monster YTKs we saw last time.  This fish was strong, but I was able to fight it and turn it a bit.  

Let's see if I can get a couple of pics to work:

Here's Ron; our guide and guru

and one of me with my PB tailor at 2kilo