Managed to get out today, meeting up with forum member at point peron and heading to the back of the 5 for a sniff around.
With Daryl on board, pleasantries and lies exchanged we set off for some fresh squid and a few yellowtail for the Arvos fishing. The squid were thick and it looked like the fishing gods were on our side, but we all w better than that!
Arrive at the back of the 5 and have a few drifts, and find a nice lump to set some burley going. ( the old bloke managed to lose all my marks.... a couple of nice skippy to start and the usual plague of wrasse had us entertained for a while until the soft plastic I had lurking out the back went hell for leather. Buggered if I know what it was...sambo? caught plenty of pinkies over the years and the way this think went m sure I had a steamtrain with epilepsy!
Anyways long story short I was bricked and left a bit intrigued, so on went a livie on the duke gear.....same result. 80lb braid onto 80lb fluorocarbon and this thing was just playing games.
one more try... Drifted a fresh squid out the back and another run, this time for old mate but it was dropped.
Things died off pretty quickly after his mayhem....thank bloody god my back is killing!
Managed one keeper snapper grew 3 small ones back and stopped in for a few whiting and some eating squid on the way back to the ramp.
Anyone have any ideas what I was getting pummelled by? Tactics?
fresh squid and whiting for tea:)
feeding the fish since 1982