Saved by Powertails
Posted: Wed Aug 26, 2009 10:37 pm
A fella my two sons work with (actually he's their boss) has been keen to have a fish for a while, new to town so I took the opportunity the other day.
He's by no means experienced and the barra have been a bit quiet so we shot up the lake for the arvo yesterday to see if we could wake up a few sooties.
An hour of not getting a touch decided the next move, we slipped around the corner and into the gorge to a spot it drops off into 18 metres. A couple of big tremblers and a basic intro into jigging had him attached to a nice one on the first drift.
The fish dragged him around the boat for a while while he got the pump and wind thing sorted. Both dog and I weren't short of good advice (though dog seemed to be directing much of her's to the fish) and eventually the thing surfaced in front. At that instant 'shock and awe' took on a new meaning for him.
Once the heart steadied he was back into it, we got nothing until I was about to pull stumps for greener fields when I noticed he had been free spooling the drop for a bit longer than normal. The penny dropped when I saw the line heading upstream as well as disappearing straight down.
"That'd be a fish." was my comment receiving a blank look in response. I suggested he might want to flick the bail over, wind and strike. He did and a smaller one about 8 kgs took him for another walk.
With dusk on us we headed back down to a large area of weed bank, water depth between 4 and 1 metres. This time it was a quick lesson on slow blooping a popper. My turn this time, three fish in about half an hour to wind up proceedings.
On the whole not a bad effort for the afternoon, certainly beats the cricket
He's by no means experienced and the barra have been a bit quiet so we shot up the lake for the arvo yesterday to see if we could wake up a few sooties.
An hour of not getting a touch decided the next move, we slipped around the corner and into the gorge to a spot it drops off into 18 metres. A couple of big tremblers and a basic intro into jigging had him attached to a nice one on the first drift.
The fish dragged him around the boat for a while while he got the pump and wind thing sorted. Both dog and I weren't short of good advice (though dog seemed to be directing much of her's to the fish) and eventually the thing surfaced in front. At that instant 'shock and awe' took on a new meaning for him.
Once the heart steadied he was back into it, we got nothing until I was about to pull stumps for greener fields when I noticed he had been free spooling the drop for a bit longer than normal. The penny dropped when I saw the line heading upstream as well as disappearing straight down.
"That'd be a fish." was my comment receiving a blank look in response. I suggested he might want to flick the bail over, wind and strike. He did and a smaller one about 8 kgs took him for another walk.
With dusk on us we headed back down to a large area of weed bank, water depth between 4 and 1 metres. This time it was a quick lesson on slow blooping a popper. My turn this time, three fish in about half an hour to wind up proceedings.
On the whole not a bad effort for the afternoon, certainly beats the cricket