benno573

my late border collie dragon was very into science.  he tried to clone a turkey one day by splitting it into many many many small pieces and sat waiting for them to grow into new turkeys.  unfortunately he didn't get the growth hormone solution at the right ratio so i had to spend 20 minutes raking up all the feathers...
 
the rest of the turkeys apparently got the message - haven't seen on in mine or any of the neighbours yard since.

my late border collie dragon was very into science.  he tried to clone a turkey one day by splitting it into many many many small pieces and sat waiting for them to grow into new turkeys.  unfortunately he didn't get the growth hormone solution at the right ratio so i had to spend 20 minutes raking up all the feathers...
 
the rest of the turkeys apparently got the message - haven't seen on in mine or any of the neighbours yard since.

my late border collie dragon was very into science.  he tried to clone a turkey one day by splitting it into many many many small pieces and sat waiting for them to grow into new turkeys.  unfortunately he didn't get the growth hormone solution at the right ratio so i had to spend 20 minutes raking up all the feathers...
 
the rest of the turkeys apparently got the message - haven't seen on in mine or any of the neighbours yard since.

my late border collie dragon was very into science.  he tried to clone a turkey one day by splitting it into many many many small pieces and sat waiting for them to grow into new turkeys.  unfortunately he didn't get the growth hormone solution at the right ratio so i had to spend 20 minutes raking up all the feathers...
 
the rest of the turkeys apparently got the message - haven't seen on in mine or any of the neighbours yard since.

don't you hate it when some bugger forgets to book the weather...

don't you hate it when some bugger forgets to book the weather...

don't you hate it when some bugger forgets to book the weather...

don't you hate it when some bugger forgets to book the weather...

don't you hate it when some bugger forgets to book the weather...

Hi all,
I snuck out for a quick flick this morning in the river, hoping for something decent. The morning didn't start off great as I slept in, but I still managed to ride and arrive at the spot of choice by six. With the tide still running out, I was hopeful of a few baitfish, but I could hardly scrape together enough to continuously fish. Eventually I saw something of interest, a flathead lie. Maybe I will try flicking some lures around here the next time I'm fishing at high tide. I also caught a small flathead and flounder in the net, so clearly some more bottom dwelling fish get around here. 
https://lensdump.com/i/qGI3zP
Flathead Lie
As I continued to grind away for livebait, I saw someone drive by with a fully decked out lure fishing boat, which would be pretty cool to have. I didn't see him catch anything when he was fishing nearby though. Things just seemed to get worse for me though, as I managed to rip a couple of holes in my net that will need to be stitched to fix up. All my livies also kept seeming to get pickered but I never saw any bites.  
After about one and a half hours of fishing for absolutely nothing, I was out of bait and energy. I sorted all my gear out and had a drink, before getting back to netting. Here, I was lucky enough to net a nice size bony bream, which I chucked out on a 4/o circle hook pinned through the nose. I got back to the cast netting, and with no other rods out things weren't looking good... But then, I saw my rod get a couple of distinct hits before buckling over. I jogged back and as the fish went for another long run, I tightened my drag and the fight began. 
It wasn't long before more line was peeling off of my spool, and I was starting to get a bit nervous as the fish was running dangerously close to a very snaggy rocky ledge. Luckily, I managed to turn its head, and it slowly started to come back towards me. A few more cranks and I could see my sinker, then swivel... Sure enough, it was what I wanted! But the fight wasn't over yet, as the thready shot back down into the depths. After about 3 more minutes of fighting with some screaming runs on my 4000 reel, I managed to bend over and grab the fish in the mouth, landing it successfully. Nice. I got a walker to take a couple pics for me, before venting and successfully releasing the fish. The thready came in between 105-110cm, I don't know for sure as I didn't have it perfectly aligned on the brag mat. Although not quite a new PB, still a solid fish, and my first in ages.
https://lensdump.com/i/qGIsCZ
Thready
It was only about 8:15AM when I had that all sorted, so I netted and fished for a bit longer, catching one catfish, before riding home. On the way home, one of my rods fell through the floor of my bike buggy, and some pipes scratched another one of my rods up pretty bad, but at least I caught that thready. 🙂 
Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed. I probably won't be able to go fishing for a few weeks now because of school, so it was a good way to finish up. 
Stats:
Tide: 1:50AM, 1.4M, High, 8:00AM, .5M, Low, 3:00PM, 2M, High. 
Moon Phase: 40%
Bait Caught/Used: Live mullet, bony bream, silver biddy. 
Fish Caught: Threadfin Salmon x 1, Catfish x 1
Total Damage: Cast net ripped, had to do heaps of cast netting, made hole in bottom of bike buggy, chipped rod. 
Tackle Used: Shimano Symetre on Shimano Sentire Rod, Shimano Stradic on Shimano Raider, Okuma Coronado CDX on Silstar Crystal Powertip, Shimano Baitrunner OC on Jarvis Walker Aurora.   
Air Pressure: 1012
Humidity: 70%
Overall Success Rate: 100% - good session
Cheers Hamish

Hello my fellow anglers,
I had an incredible day on the Brisbane River yesterday while the kids were at school, and I can't wait to share the thrilling story of my latest catch with you. I was out on my trusty boat, anchored at one of my secret spots along the riverbank, just as the sun began to set, casting a warm, golden glow over the water.
The conditions were perfect, and I had a hunch that something special was lurking beneath the surface. I cast my line out, letting it drift with the current, and settled into my usual routine of waiting and watching. The breeze gently rustled the leaves on the trees, and the water made soothing sounds as it lapped at the boat's edge. It's moments like these that remind me why I fell in love with fishing all those years ago.
Then, suddenly, I felt a strong, unmistakable pull on my line. It was unlike anything I'd ever experienced. The reel whizzed, and I knew I was in for a fight. With adrenaline pumping through my veins, I let it run then I tightened the drag and started reeling in, and it felt like the bream was determined to test my skills.
After what seemed like an eternity, I finally glimpsed a flash of silver beneath the water. It was a colossal common bream, easily 42cm in length. My heart was racing as I carefully maneuvered the fish closer to the boat. Every twitch of its tail was a testament to its strength and resilience.
With a practiced hand, I scooped up the massive bream into my net, and there it was—a true river giant. The feeling of triumph and respect for this majestic fish was overwhelming.
I measured and admired it for a moment, taking care to handle the fish gently before releasing it back into the river, where it disappeared into the depths. It was a beautiful, heart-pounding encounter with nature's greatness.
This catch, my friends, was one for the record books, a testament to the wonders that the Brisbane River holds. It's experiences like these that keep me coming back to the water, time and time again, in pursuit of the next unforgettable adventure.
Until next time, tight lines and thrilling moments on the Brisbane River!
Tight lines,
Lil Peep 🌊🎣

up to your usual standards then @GregOug - consistency is an admirable attribute.

up to your usual standards then @GregOug - consistency is an admirable attribute.

up to your usual standards then @GregOug - consistency is an admirable attribute.

up to your usual standards then @GregOug - consistency is an admirable attribute.

up to your usual standards then @GregOug - consistency is an admirable attribute.

up to your usual standards then @GregOug - consistency is an admirable attribute.

hey mate.  i parked near the boat ramp but not in the car park area.  i put it on the street in a "reasonable" looking area under a street light and it was all still there when i got back.

hey mate,
have done this trip myself on the yak.  we were in one of the spots closest to the i guess south eastern / bridge end and they were fine.  Just dirt sites but shady and the one we were in had a picnic table as well which was super handy given camp chairs on a kayak are difficult.  Would recommend mozzie coils as a must and plenty of 40% deet.  Try and arrive at higher tide for ease of unload as there is a bit of mud on a low tide.
take plenty of drinking water as none available.  there is a cold shower which was ok, other than cold.

"reasonable day" with "only" 53 fish boated... 🙄
 

"reasonable day" with "only" 53 fish boated... 🙄
 

"reasonable day" with "only" 53 fish boated... 🙄
 

"reasonable day" with "only" 53 fish boated... 🙄
 

"reasonable day" with "only" 53 fish boated... 🙄
 

"reasonable day" with "only" 53 fish boated... 🙄