Pt Augusta - day 3

This is it - today is the day we are going to catch some Kingfish.... So up we get at 4:20ish and get ready. If you could have spent the night listening to the noises coming out of 3 guys from both ends who had spent the night drinking and eating pizza and barbie food, you would understand that it was enough to make any zoo enclosure proud. I swear Michael was going to cough up the last weeks worth of breakfast a couple of times, but somehow he managed to keep it down for another day - not by choice tho I reckon.

We had a fog free morning so got out to the squid grounds relatively quickly and was still pitch black. My hands were colder than a bitter ex wife's heart, and it seems the squid thought so too and they stayed away. 

As the sun poked its head up above the mountain ranges however, the beautiful backdrop became second thoughts as the squid started jumping on our jigs and giving us that false sense of hope that this might just be the day we catch those sought after Kingfish. 

As we motored our way back to the Power Station, Peter got a call from his mate saying they were "busting up" in the shallows, so we hoofed it over and saws a great big school of our target fish rolling around on the surface. I immediately reached out for the camera while Pete jumped from one side of the boat to the other to get his new rod and popper to cast out amongst them. Apparently I can't video and drive a boat at the same time, according to the irritated tones flying out of Peters mouth as I am going left when I should be going right, and then going right when I should be going left. It turned out that the other 2 boats trying to get amongst the action had the same unlucky luck and the fish disappeared shortly after. We spent the next hour chasing them around the shallows, but as per the last 2 days they were nowhere to be found again. It was also at this stage I noticed The GoPro still recording the sky as I obviously forgot to turn it off... And I am seriously hoping I did actually press record earlier. I guess I will find out shortly. ... Later arrives and you guessed it..... I never pushed record initially, and then pushed record when I thought I was stopping it ...%^#}{!!!!!  We know we saw them so that is all that matters. 

It is beautiful weather again... So I am happy to sit in the sun and enjoy not being at work. 

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As they say.... a bad day fishing is better than a good day at work.

Pt Augusta - Day 2 - Part 2

Fishing isn't meant to be easy (for catching them anyway..) The fish were not playing fair today so we headed South to a wreck about 10km down the gulf.

At least we were getting bites now, but the wind picked up and the tide was roaring out at about 30km/hr meaning it was almost impossible to get the bait to the bottom. Frustratingly we couldn't hook one so we changed hook sizes and presto... I landed out 1st fish. It took me nearly 5 minutes to get it up to the surface, only to discover it was a flathead about 8cm long!  We caught another 8 or so, ranging up to a maximu of about 15cm before deciding it just wasn't worth it. 

Today was one of the days when phrases like "A bad day fishing is better than any day at work" were thought of....... Or "This sucks- let's go get a beer". 

After cleaning up back at the cabin, I headed out to see Brenton Fabian who is now living up here and had a nice barbie and chat before heading back for an early night.... Ready for an early 4am start tomorrow.