shaun1800

Think she has a few spare cupcakes too

Got the week off work so if anyone needs a deckie or is keen for a spot of landbased, hit me up. Been ages since I've wet a line. I'm based in wynnum.

Great write up mate. Don't think I've ever seen so much dedication to getting a fish up and swimming again. Top commitment from your dad to jump in that water too, I certainly wouldn't do it after catching a few of those demon eel pike! Great stuff.

It was 4lb braid with 8lb mono leader, but yeah when it first took off I thought I was no chance of getting it up, particularly after Ellie got reefed. But gradually I began to make ground on it...all the while imagining a big snapper coming to the surface and the stories I'd tell my grand kids about how I pulled this monster from the depths on 4lb.... So yes, needless to say when I realised it was a catty I was a tad deflated. That said it gave me a very enjoyable fight and I was happy to get him up.

I'm close to 100 so maybe that's part of the problem, I've stacked on a bit too much iso weight Look if the mud is anything like it is where I went I might play it safe and give it a miss. Lol. You know my dad did a similar thing, except he jumped off into some reef and scatched the **** out of his legs. Maybe fishing blunders are a genetic condition?

Oh bloody hell I was in completely the wrong spot! That might go some ways toward explaining this whole messy situation. Thanks for that, I'll definetly give that spot a go. Ha! My hands were that caked in mud I wasn't game to even try. I'd probably have dopped my phone and just added to my misery anyway. Good to know even seasoned experts like your good self make mistakes ocassionaly too. Makes me feel a tad better

Haha oh man I'm glad he wasn't there to witness this embarassment. Now I look at that photo of the mud flat again it seems a lot bigger. What was I thinking? Ah well, you live and learn.

This is my first fishing report here. I wish it could be a tale of glory. But sadly it’s not that kind of story. This is a messy tale of misadventure. A cautionary tale that may make you feel a little better about your own fishing failures. So, after reading some promising forum stories about fishing the mud flats at Lota creek at low tide for whiting and flatties, I thought I’d give it a crack. “You might get a bit muddy” they said. Bahhh, a little mud never hurt anyone, I thought to myself. How foolish I was. I got to Lota creek and gazed out over the patch of mud, just a short stroll across the flats and I’d be in the perfect spot. So with hope in my heart and the dream of some nice whiting fillets in my stomach I set off. Things started badly, within 10 metres I was in ankle deep and had lost both shoes (thankfully an old pair). I’m not going to let some lost shoes stop me getting to the promised land I thought. I’ll be alright. I wasn’t alright… By half way mark I was up to my knees and starting to struggle. Suddenly that small patch of mud was looking more like several football fields. I can’t go back now I thought, so I lurched forward, each step requiring herculean effort to wrench my foot out of the mud, only for it to squelch down into another deep hole, making a hissing noise that sounded disturbingly like a disgruntled demon being exorcised. After taking several mini breaks I was finally close enough to the water to throw in a line. There was just one problem….I was completely and utterly knackered. So I collapsed onto my tackle bag, and sat there hyperventilating, contemplating all my poor life choices, slowly sinking and pondering better times. Like when I was sitting comfortably on @ellicat's boat, sipping a coffee and not caked from head to toe in mud that smelt of cow ****. After about 15 minutes I mustered the strength to have a cast. I managed to catch a 3 inch whiting. “Well ****, that makes it all worth it”. I thought to myself gloomily. After a short while the tide started to come in, and I was done, so I began the long, long walk back. Upon reaching the ramp I kind of understood how captain cook must have felt when he stepped foot on our shores for the first time. Relief is an understatement. I gave myself a bath under a park tap. A few people slowed down as they drove by to view the swamp monster freak show. So… all in all, not a very successful fishing adventure. In fact, a pretty ****ing **** one. On the plus side, I got a hell of leg workout and now have an excuse to take several long showers. I'll be keeping my feet planted firmly on land from now on.

Team South thanks

Uh bloody perfect weather today too! I'm both looking forward to and also dreading your fishing report tomorrow. Stupid work.

We may not have a caught any monsters but the conditions were so beautiful, it was just great to be out there, particularly for a landlocked dangler like me. Thanks for the fantastic day out on the water Elli, you were an exceptional boaty host. I'd be happy to be your second mate any time, maybe we can put those whiting to good use

Ha! So true. If youtube = time on the water I'd be the world's greatest fisherman

I've been watching a bunch of youtube videos of guys catching snapper from yaks lately and it looks like a lot of fun. I'll definetly keep an eye out for your next post

Yeah the first bream I caught on a soft plastic (on the Brisbane River under a bridge next to norman bridge reserve) was a super exciting and rewarding moment. I've struggled to catch much since aside from a decent flatty in hemment. I just find I end up getting snagged on stuff and get frustrated with re-rigging etc and not catching anything. I like the simplicity of bait but I also like the idea of not having to buy it over and over again. Yep I'm landbased. I've borrowed my dad's kayak and tried the raby bay canals once (again with soft plastics). Didn't get much but it was a bit of fun.

The best days for me are Monday Wednesdays and Fridays as that's when my little girl is in daycare or at the grandparents. I'm pretty flexible though. I freelance from home but there's not much in the way of work at the moment.

Thanks mate, I appreciate it. I had a mate I used to go out with regularly but he prefers to do his fishing on Tinder these days, so he doesn't get out much (and still doesn't catch much either I might add... ha!)

Thanks, long time lurker, first time poster. I've only fished saltwater in Queensland (was born in Ballarat and used to fish fresh water as a kid down there). I'm open to having a crack at freshwater though.

I love wetting a line but have always struggled to find time, particularly since becoming a dad. Well, like a lot of people I was made redundant from my job recently so suddenly I have plenty of time for fishing. I moved to wynnum about 6 months but haven't really had much luck in any of the recommended spots. It would be good to explore some new spots and try to learn a thing or two (still struggling to figure out the bloody soft plastics). So if anyone's keen to go for a fish somewhere (happy to venture out to redcliffe etc), let me know.