After reading numerous reports of tuna in the bay, I decided to drag Dad out and see if we could tangle with our firsts. Up at 3 and ended up crossing the bay in the dark. The weather was just too good, all we needed were some fish. We started hitting the beacons one after another. Throwing plastics and stickbaits yet nothing seemed to be around. The herring were everywhere we just couldn’t convert. Kept an eye out all morning yet couldn’t spot any tuna. Kept casting and driving around but we couldn’t seem to convert.
Finally I decided to put down the lures and send down some herring. Wasn’t long until I managed 5 solid moses but I let them all go. The resident dolphin came to play and that was about it. I did catch one small schoolie on a herring and at one point saw a dozen or so come to the herring schools, they just weren’t interested in the metal.
It was hot and dad wanted to start heading back as we couldn’t be too late. I was driving and on the way home saw 2 little tuna jump just once maybe 500 metres away. I immediately turned and made a beeline as fast as anything to try get a closer look. Stopped and put down the electric and just waited. I checked the sounder and the water was 28 degrees. Then came across stacks of bait and some solid bait balls fairly deep down. After rigging the rods some tuna came up and I got a cast in. Right at the boat I watched a solid mack tuna swallow my plastic and take off. Unfortunately, he wore through my leader after I wasn’t bothered re-tying it from the beacon bashing. My first ever tuna was gone. The hook up and initial run was crazy, I was so pumped to try again.
The tuna went down and after some more driving the water was 28.5 degrees! We sticked around and surely enough the fish came up again and this time in huge numbers! It was like a frenzy! Sharks, mack tuna, long tails, Spanish macks were everywhere. I got a cast in and didn’t even flick the bail arm over and I was on. Dad got one in too and he was on as well! Long story short, mine spat the hook after a while, another suspected mack tuna. Dad’s held onm and he was having the fight of his life. After around 10 minutes, the tuna began to give in. While fighting the fish, it was scary seeing big bull sharks swim under out boat, not knowing if we were going to get our fish or not. Luckily enough, we held on and Dad boated his first ever long tail! She went about 112cm! He was stoked and so was I. The frenzy died down and we called it a day. Felt much better going home after that encounter. Just wanted to thank @samsteele for giving me a few pointers a couple of days before. Much appreciated mate and we wouldn’t have caught the fish otherwise.
Anyways, good to see a fair few guys getting into them at the moment.
Thanks for reading
He was pretty sore after the fight!