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  1. Evening all I went out for another arvo session at the park today, even though it was a bit drizzly. I might start from the start of the day though, so you all have some context in the story. After I'd woken up, I was told tennis wasn't on, which was annoying because if I'd known the night before I would've been going for a morning session today. I just slept in this morning though, which was nice and relaxing. By about 10:00AM though, I had decided I would be going out this arvo. The first thing to do was give all the gear a bit of maintenance, which involved me oiling the reels and other gear. Once that was done, I decided I would make a short length or rope for the floats for our crab pots, so we didn't have to gin around with them as much when pulling them up. I simply cut about one metre of rope, tied a loop in the end of it, and then tied the other end to two milk bottles, as our floats. I also had to burn the ends of the rope so they wouldn't frey. Since I was quite chilly, I went and got some wood shavings from when I did a little bit of whittling, and since it was so damp and cold outside, I decided to cheat... . I went and got a little bit of metho and tipped it on. The flame lit up nicely, and I quickly did the ends of the rope. As I was pulling one out though, it was still on fire. I gave it a shake to put it out, but silly me, ofcourse, also didn't notice the bloody hot wax still on it. Long story short, I ended up with a slightly burnt finger for the rest of the day . Once it was 1:30PM I got ready to go fishing. By about 2:00PM, I was out the door going down to the park. The lines would've been in by about 2:15PM. After I baited them, with dead fresh prawn, I got to cast netting. The first cast brang a few prawns, as I found the prawns first try. I got about 5, so I could bait the lines with some good bait. The salmon line was given quite a few prawns, and the other one that was casted out into the middle of the river was too. On the second cast with my net, I felt some OK tugging as I pulled it up. To my surprise, a little breambo was in the net. I untangled him, grabbed a quick pic, and sent him on his way. Here he is - aw After that, I put up my umbrella up over the cart and shifted everything that couldn't get wet under it, as it had started to spit. This last for about ten more minutes, and then the rain subsided. In this time, I got a few more prawns in the cast net. My lines were still getting picked by something small, so I was going through quite a few prawns. Luckily, I was catching more than I was using. Each cast off the end of the jetty would get my five or so small prawns, maybe a couple less. I would throw the net off the end and let it drift around and in front of the pylon, then pull it up from the other side. It seemed with the combination of a running out tide and the structure, a lot more bait was here than just on the end of the jetty. This trend continued for about another hour, but a bit before this (maybe at three) my mate came down. He was giving me a hand with the cast netting, and watching The lines. The pickers were truly relentless. We must've given them a good feed. I am thinking smaller hooks may be the go but I don't want bigger fish to swallow them straight down their gobs, LOL. While I was standing up on the wooden part of the boardwalk, the rod out in the middle went off. Unfortunately, it didn't hook up. I was about to spit the dummy at the pickers, which probably wouldn't be possible until I landed one, but then my dad called. It started like this, "Hey mate, ya caught any?". I replied by saying I'd caught bugger all, and then my dad said (very disgraceful), "Well, maybe it's time you come home mate, it's getting a bit late" (not that it was). I hung up, and decided I would catch a fish today! I was back on the jetty when I saw the rod (which I pulled out of the drink that time in session #4) going off. I ran up, and to my delight it was still on when I set the hook. It was right under though, but luckily it didn't go running off. I was thinking it may be a pike eel, but after some fun fighting I saw it. At first I just thought it was a catfish, but then I realised what it was. Yes, it was a thready! While it was not that big, I was still stoked as I consider them quite 'prestigious'. I told my friend to get the net, an he jogged down onto the jetty while I walked it down. He scooped it up perfectly, and we then got to work. I measured it hastiy and got a brag mat photo, de-hooked it (well, the hook came out itself) and took a quick photo. Here it is - While in no stretch of the imagination is it big, it is still a threadfin! I then got him back to the water, where he swam off strong. It probably could've done with a longer swim but it took one big splash and it was off. Here is a quick release shot we took - After we let him go, the next five minutes was high fives and cheers! Then, I re-gathered all our scattered gear and re-baited the lines, with live prawns, and kept fishing! There weren't anymore bites for the next half an hour or so, and while we were waiting, the only things I had managed were snags (I need to re-spool a couple of reels but they are well overdue for that anyways) and a few more prawns (not to mention a bloomin glassy). The next cast I did felt no different, and when I pulled up the top of the net there were still prawns. But I got a big surprise when I pulled up the bottom. A big fish, which I initially thought was a catfish, was there. On closer examination, I realised it was a big mullet. "Hooray", I thought. I told my mate to come down and then I dealt with the mullet. It was very squirmy, and I needed a very tight grip on it. Once I got it up, I put it in the esky. It will either feature as crab bait in our next POB trip, or become a strip bait. Since it kept flopping around, I slit it's throat and took a quick picture. Here I am with my '50cm' mullet. A true monster - The oldest trick in the book... It was only 33cm. After him, I was quite satisfied with the day. A salmon and a new PB mullet. Yippee. I think I should learn how to brain spike fish though, as I got a lot of blood on my bait board. I think it is also a bit more humane. Maybe a screwdriver will work next time? Any tips anyone? It was now nearing five, and the tide was changing. The rod out in the channel, which I had just re-rigged with a live prawn, then took off. I set the hook, tighten the drag, and then handed over to my friend to pull it in. Up came an OK river perch, skull dragged from the depths . I de-hooked it, and gave him a quick release. I thought it swam off very nicely, but I may have been wrong... The next perch came practically back to back to that one, and on the next one, which my mate said I could have, had an audience. An Asian family watched me pull it up, and then they all cheered when I got it. This seems to be a normal thing here, but, I'm not complaining . Unfortunately the photo on his one wasn't very good, as we were rushed trying to get it back in and wanted to see him swim off. My friends filter and the focus of his lenses must've clashed. Here it is (I think you can still see that shape of the fish, LOL). We were just about to begin packing up, and my mum was down there as well, but then we saw a poor little perch on the side of the bank. At first I thought it was dead, but then I realised it must've been one of the ones I let go. I was a bit confused, as both of the fish swam off well, but I guess one of them actually didn't. I tried tipping some buckets of water on it, so it might get a bit of energy back, but that didn't work. I didn't manage to scoop it up and give it a proper swim off anyway. "Oh well", I thought. It is a shame, but (from what I have been taught off here ) the fish will go back into the ecosystem, and be recycled by the environment. On the way home, we lost a couple of the tubes from the cart, which fell off, so I will re-do them tomorrow, most likely anyways. I;m going to a mates tomorrow though, and then have school mountain biking on, so I'm not going to manage a fish . I hope you enjoyed the report everyone, I know it is a more memorable one for me... And just another thing which I find funny: there has been a pattern with my better sessions. +5 and then +11. For example, my first good session, or report, was session #5. After that, 11 sessions later, in session #16, was my next good one. #21 was another five session after that, and this one, #32, is 11 sessions after session #21 - funny, ey! Here are the stats of the report - Statistics of trip - Tide: 10:00AM, 1.7M, high, .2M, 4:15PM, Low Moon Phase: The moon is 95.5% full! Air Pressure: 1022 Weather: 13-21 degrees Celsius weather, overcast, and a tad of rain. Tackle Used: Ugly Stik 6"6' and 8", Rogue Firepoint Boat Rod, 2M, Penn 650, 14lb and 30lb braid mainlines, 15lb, 20lb and 30lb fluorocarbon leaders, 80lb mono trace, 4/o circle and suicide hooks, size 2 and six ball sinkers, largish barrel swivel, size 1000 and 2500 Shimano Sienna and Nasci, Size 2500 Diawa Shinobi. Bait used: Live prawns Time fished: 2:15PM-5:15PM Bait caught: Prawns Overall Success Rate: 100% - Target species caught, as well as some welcome by-catch Cheers Hamish
  2. Hi all I'm a bit (very) exhausted at the time of writing this but I'm going to do it anyway. This arvo I decided to finish up school (which I did, I have a weekend free of work because I finished it, hooray!). I asked my mate if he wanted to come down for a fish and by three fifteen I was out of the house with the loaded up cart. I walked down with four rods and was fishing with all lines in at about three thirty. The first ten minutes was more setting everything up, but then I had a couple throws with the net. Except for a couple of tiny biddies and bloomin scat, I had nothing. I did a bait check on the smaller lines and they were all pickered. Then I remembered since it was rising tide, a line right in the channel made between the jetty and shore is good for perch and catties. In about 2 minutes of having this line in, it got pickered. The same thing happened a couple more times and then I realised we were running really low on prawns. Action was required and I got throwing off the jetty. The first cast resulted in some good prawns, so I gave my mate a yell to come down with the bucket. Down he came, and I tested the new Pryml aerator. It worked excellently, and it kept the prawns live. I decided to reel in the heavy line after that to get a live prawns on pronto, but as I did I felt weight. It took about 2 seconds to realise I was on, and I gave my friend a yell to come with the net. The first fish of the day came up shortly, a decent catfish of 38cm - I tried to deal with him, but the circle hook had pinned him twice through the mouth. It just happened that when I was struggling de hooking him, my Dad came down with my brother and Mum. He eventually got the hook out, and I gave the catfish a good swim. He wasn't going straight down, but he was swimming the right way up along the surface. I think he just needed some water through his gills, because I think he swam back down up the river. After that, I deployed a live prawn and bait checked the other lines. They had been picked, so I re baited with a bit of mullet and another bit of prawn. It wasn't long before I was back cast netting, and I got one or two more prawns. Just then, the big rod went off again. I thought it was just a pick, so I told my friend so and he was aware. Then, just as I was pulling up the net, it buckles over and line goes out. I yank up the net (which had a couple prawns in it) and I tighten the drag and strike. I am on! The fish first took a good run down deeper and I just had in the back of my mind what it might be. After about two minutes of screaming runs and me pulling it in, I began to get it closer in. It tried to go under the jetty and pylons, but I made sure to keep it out. It was just about then when I saw the trace and what came after it. Another Threadfin Salmon! Simultaneously, my mate and I yell out in joy, and then we try to land the thing. It was hooked very well, so I knew we weren't losing it but I also knew it wasn't worth getting the hook back because it will just rust out soon, as opposed to giving the fish surgery. He ran back up to grab the scissors, and then we proceeded to properly christen the new landing net. It took about 4 goes because the fish kept jumping out, but eventually I got him in then it and brought him up on the jetty. The thready initially tried to hop back into the water, but I picked it up quickly, hastily measured it, and then got some ripper photos (or to be specific, the group of boys who went to primary school with me did ). Here is the thready, sorry the photos aren't entirely the best but they are still visible - After he/she was safely released, which was a bit of an affair as it required quite a few good swims, I just enjoyed the moment for about 5 minutes, and then everyone else there wouldn't shut up and just kept yelling, "Yeah Hamish, big fish!!!!" LOL. It was actually quite fun, and then eventually I checked the other lines, which had no bait. By this point, I simply just cut up a live prawn, chucked them out and waited. I then re tied my hook on the trace and cast the other out with a live prawn. By now it was about 5:00PM, so it was starting to get dark. My mate said he would be going when I left, and I told him we'd be about another half hour. The lantern in the cart came out now, just so we could see a bit better, and I kept throwing the cast net off the jetty. This resulted in a couple more big prawns, and time flew by. Before we knew it, I made the call to start packing up and it was good I did. By the time everything was away, it was getting dark. I made the trek home, and the funniest thing was when I saw my Dad in the driveway I said one word. "Salmon". He bluntly replies "Yeah right, show the pics mate!". I very promptly showed him and the look on his face was great! I then unloaded the contents of the esky of unpacked the prawns that were leftover, and some were of great size. Here is a quick happy snap of them. I also find with about 15 minutes on an ice brick, they go to sleep so I think for anyone keeping them that is the best way to get them killed. Here they are - Here are the stats of the trip - Stats of Trip - Tide - Low 12:20PM, .6M, High, 6:00PM, 1.6M Moon Phase - Waning Crescent, which is the phase that occurs roughly after three weeks of the full moon. This means there isn't much run. Air Pressure - 1021.8 Weather - 24c, 8Km/h winds (I think there were higher winds because there were white caps), 61% humidity, slightly cloudy. Fish caught - Catfish x 1, Threadfin Salmon x 1 Bait caught - Prawns, biddies, scat. Bait used - Live and dead prawns, mullet. Tackle used - 8", 6"6' Ugly Stik and Rogue Firepoint Rods (plus a graphite rod that I don't quite know the name of, which also starts in Session #4). Size 1000 Shimano Sienna, Size 2500 Shimano Nasci and Diawa Shinobi, Size 650 Penn reel, 30lb braid mainline, 14lb mainlines, 15lb Pryml fluorocarbon leader, 30lb fluorocarbon leader, 80lb mono leader, large barrel swivel, size six ball sinker, size 2 ball/bean sinker. Overall success rate - 100% - Target specie caught OK, so I hope you all enjoyed the report, I certainly had fun catching the contents of it . I hope everyone can stay safe with COVID-19, because while the restrictions are eased it is still around. I also am super happy with the thready, my thready curve of once a year might become once every three weeks. Cheers Hamish
  3. Wow had a friend pick me up this morning and take me to a place he know to go fishing.......thought we were going to colmslie but he had other plans. Get to his spot and throw the cast nets....i finally worked out how to throw my new 10' with it opening all the time. Anyway fishing for awhile with no luck about to pack up and change to colmsloe when my rod bends in half. I drop my net and run to my rod strike and set the drag and im on. 10 mins fighting later and i get my self a river monster. My first threadfin salmon just shy of a meter. to say im happy is an understatment. happy easter everyone
  4. Hi all I've just gotten back from a trip in the Brisbane River, near the Story Bridge. I was fishing of the wharf in Captain Burke Park, that's the one near the beach. First of all, we went to get some live bait from the beach. WE threw our nets for about 30 minutes and we were pretty unsuccessful. WE caught a sole, a couple baby bream, some glassies and one mullet. WE only used one of them though, the mullet. I chucked it out on my 650 Penn reel spooled with 30lb braid on a Rogue Firepoint 2m Boat rod. I had a size 1 star sinker on and a pretty large swivel. I had 80lb mono leader to a 6/o circle hook. The second rod isn't a very good quality setup though it has lasted and works great - I've had it for over 5 years. Once I casted the mullet out, it took about 15 minutes for our first action. I saw it getting some pretty good pecks, and i could feel they were good nibbles. When the nibbles stopped, i reeled my line in and expecting the bait to be gone, i saw it's head was bitten off clean. I cast it back out and then in about 5 minutes the reel was screaming. I tightened the drag and struck. Once the fish was on, it felt heavy and was taking some good runs. The very large head shakes gave me the feeling it was a Threadfin Salmon or Jewfish (Mulloway). Though, about 30 seconds - 1 minute later, the fish had busted me off. ON closer inspection, it looked like a knot failure but i made sure the braid was tight. I think the braid must've weakened from the knot and broke. The fish was off and i wound up the line and re-rigged. After throwing numerous herring and prawns cocktails out (and herring and prawns) i realised dead baits we just going to keep getting pickered. As well as having 2 bream lines out, which also were getting pickered, we weren't having any luck. WE went out to catch some more live bait and we were eventually successful. Another lousy mullet was pinned through the tail and thrown back out in the river. WE waited and then we caught a little herring which was thrown out on the other line. After about another 30-45 minutes, i got another take just as we were leaving. After the initial run, the fish shot up and took a jump. IT made a decent splash and was probably about 20 metres away from the pier. I thought it was a salmon at first, as it was silver and jumped. When i finally got it to the side of the pier though, i realized it was another small bull shark, probably just over 90cm. I walked it down to the beach, were i had an audience watching. After a quick struggle trying to de-hook it, it busted off and i took a picture. Then, i swum it and it kicked off. I guess this was a successful trip, but i was targeting threadfin salmon, which is what i reckon i had on first. I will certainly be coming back here for another session and i hope this interests someone in my tale. Cheers Hamish