A tale of two halves... That statement was created for days such as today. A sleepless night prior. When I left those quality fish feeding last night, I was hoping that this morning I would be able to drop straight back onto them. And that thought was sitting in my mind as I fell asleep. Which is why my mind awoke me a full hour before the alarm, despite the fact I was fuelling my boat until midnight the night before. I do still get extremely excited when prospects are good.
And for a change, everything went to plan. Initially. We got 3 good drifts across them before they wobbled and moved. Then it was playing find the fishy. With me on this fishy hunt, Mitch, Stewart, David, and new to BIF1 but not to Fishyrob shore guiding, Ian.
The middle part was slower, but for the last 30 minutes, I did find them again, way away from first contact. Still feeding well at the end of session alarm, the final tally was 21 bass landed, with maximum kill and plenty of quality fish returned. All looked good for the next sailing, when I expected to simply pick up from where we has left the fish on the first.
Of course, Neptune had other ideas. He switched off the bait highway. From being everywhere in huge amounts, suddenly, just little clusters here and there. Not ideal for bringing bass shoals together. And so, between James, Fred, Paul and Sam, just two bass, with only one killed for the table. Squid aplenty. But, although I am really enjoying guiding squid from the shore, I am very over boat fishing for them. Stupidly easy now. Bring on the tuna to eat them all...
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