Bynoe September
Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2018 8:49 pm
The tides looked great and all chores were completed, so it was time to head back to Bynoe and confirm a suspicion that Lats and I had discovered a 'spot'.
Alas no deckies were available, back-ups were texted and I put a call out on here, with quick success. B-Radical was not phased by the 5AM departure, arriving on time with a coffee in hand and a hunger for a barra.
Driving through the darkness the road started to look unfamiliar. poop, wrong turn! An annoying 20 min detour and we were back on the right way. The launch was smooth, except for the 2 peanuts who thought they could park on the ramp. The missed turn meant we rushed past spot 1, flicked spot 2 and 3 for 5 mins and a little barra before motoring to my barra garden.
The breeze was up, making it hard to see any barra from the ladder. I pulled in a nice blue salmon and an ock ock, then we were on to the barra. A couple dropped and a couple caught, then it was time to jump off the flat to spot 5. On the way B-rad had a strike from a solid fish, which made a big boil as it tore off. A little barra came up from the deep at spot 5 and sucked in my lure at the surface, immediately spitting it.
A look at the clock told me it was time to head to the main event. We trolled the spot for the best part of an hour, eyes glued on the sounder looking for the grains of rice. I began to despair and did some big zig-zags around the joint before deciding to make one last run past the spot and go to spot 7.
I was 5 seconds from calling lines in, when the sounder started to show a couple of grains. 3 grains. 10 grains. 20 grains. poop yeah it's going to be on, I yelled excitedly!
What followed was a terrific session. The school stayed put for nearly 2 hours and we caught some lovely chrome barra. We trolled up and down a very little patch, careful to stick with the school, and not leave fish to find fish.
I'm not sure how many we got to the boat, or how many we lost, including a stonker to a snapped treble, but we had an awesome time reeling them in and squealing at every bump or strike.
Once the school started to thin, we called it and headed home early enough to clean up and cook dinner.
Cheers for the trip B-rad. Nice net work and great snacks!
Alas no deckies were available, back-ups were texted and I put a call out on here, with quick success. B-Radical was not phased by the 5AM departure, arriving on time with a coffee in hand and a hunger for a barra.
Driving through the darkness the road started to look unfamiliar. poop, wrong turn! An annoying 20 min detour and we were back on the right way. The launch was smooth, except for the 2 peanuts who thought they could park on the ramp. The missed turn meant we rushed past spot 1, flicked spot 2 and 3 for 5 mins and a little barra before motoring to my barra garden.
The breeze was up, making it hard to see any barra from the ladder. I pulled in a nice blue salmon and an ock ock, then we were on to the barra. A couple dropped and a couple caught, then it was time to jump off the flat to spot 5. On the way B-rad had a strike from a solid fish, which made a big boil as it tore off. A little barra came up from the deep at spot 5 and sucked in my lure at the surface, immediately spitting it.
A look at the clock told me it was time to head to the main event. We trolled the spot for the best part of an hour, eyes glued on the sounder looking for the grains of rice. I began to despair and did some big zig-zags around the joint before deciding to make one last run past the spot and go to spot 7.
I was 5 seconds from calling lines in, when the sounder started to show a couple of grains. 3 grains. 10 grains. 20 grains. poop yeah it's going to be on, I yelled excitedly!
What followed was a terrific session. The school stayed put for nearly 2 hours and we caught some lovely chrome barra. We trolled up and down a very little patch, careful to stick with the school, and not leave fish to find fish.
I'm not sure how many we got to the boat, or how many we lost, including a stonker to a snapped treble, but we had an awesome time reeling them in and squealing at every bump or strike.
Once the school started to thin, we called it and headed home early enough to clean up and cook dinner.
Cheers for the trip B-rad. Nice net work and great snacks!