Doctor Octo-Pussy On 'Dickheads' Day

The weekend came and Skipper Chen was dying to get out on Brooker after missing out last week. As the pilchards were running out, I went to Drummoyne and get a fresh pack of Tweed Bait but forgot to buy a new bottle of Tuna Oil! Wah kaoz.. must be old and forgetful already! Luckily Chen still had a spare bottle but it only had a little left for one more trip. Our poisoned-tourist sms'ed me if we're getting out and I told JM the quest is still ongoing. Picked him up a little late but nonetheless we were off to Tunks on a not-so-cold Saturday morning. It was JM's first time fishing alongside skipper Chen.

Once we reached Tunks, I forgot to bring out my powertorch! Oh well, no powertorch to help illuminate our squid jigs. A very very disastrous day for Chen's squid jigs. However, he managed to jig up something new which I haven't seen before. As he was reeling in and thought it was a snag, this thing could be moved but just very heavy. Soon, we could see something and it was a bloody octopus! A very unique creature and my very 1st encounter with a live one.

The squidding proved very hard work and I got jack-shit. Only JM managed to bring up a cuttlefish and that was it. Pulled the pin as it was getting to the 'window-of-opportunity' timeframe. To our dismay, a bloody huge naval vessel was berthed nearby and had tied onto the structure which we've always fished from, sianz... We tried to get close but observing the 30 metres rule but then there'll be some naval guys observing us from their overhead deck. We thought it was not wise to play punk and so scoot off (LL) to the old western wedding cake marker. The water there was deeper and the bloody current was racing. The berley proved fruitless just as our bait was floating. Got pissed and decided to try the yellow marker near our old spot. It was better and the depth was around the same. The baits went down so as the berley trick that JM was hoping to see results. Unfortunately, not even cubing was getting solid hits. It was quite lifeless till the trevs started responding. One bloody bastard took off from my ET and started tangling my blackhole and JM's lines. It was a bloody mess and to top it off, he did the usual 'trev-tango' dance and caught every mutha-farkin lines round the anchor rope. I was pissed beyond piss and very sorry to have tangled JM's line. Had no choice but to embarrassingly cut off 8m of his fireline, sorry bro! While then, I probably took the entire time at that spot untangling all the lines which surprisingly, I managed to unfree all, kaoz... As it was getting more demoralising, a call was made to proceed to Spot JM.

Along the way, we were looking into the fishing maps and maritime maps and discussing about possible good spots. The enthusiasms sets in and it was fun when you come to think of it when we do not have the state of the art sounder/sonar systems to see where the fishes are. I was jokingly telling Chen one day about how one of the sonar company's motto (Lowrance, We Find, You Fish) is and made up our own: Team StMike, We Burley, We Fished..

Ok, got to Spot JM and it was beginning to reach top tide now. Dumped the burley hardout and everyone casted different baits. JM was using the octo-pussy tentacle, Chen was probably with a 2 day old squid strip while I had the cuttle. Then, I prepped ET with an unweighted pillie tail (old shit) and casted it out and loosen the rear drag. I would say probably only having placed the rod (not in a holder) for awhile, the loud irritating drag of ET went off ballistically. At 1st, I called for maybe a bonnie since it didn't feel heavy. Along the fight, the drag was tightened a little by little. The weight was slowly but surely felt as the 3rd/4th run ensued. We were baffled and thought it might be a king. True enough, we could see shape and colour and our 1st Middle Harbour Kingfish was brought up! Yahoo!!! Finally ET is no longer jinxed when it comes to landing a king! However, it was gonna be my 2nd undersize (57cm) king to date and we couldn't bring it back for our impending Sunday BBQ, DIEW!

After her release, it went really quiet. The sun was really out and about and nonetheless, quite enjoyable chilling out at spot JM. The top tide started to tip over and current was starting to move. JM was getting irritated by the small snappers and both me and Chen were not getting any results at all. The burley was still tossed out and soon, spot JM's 'window-of-opportunity' started. Chen was fighting something which gave him a little curry. A great effort from him landing this 35cm bream which gave him good fun on his Revros.

He thought that it might break his PB clifton bream but it was not today. We decided to keep 'it' 1st and see if an 'upgrade' could be done. Well, not so soon yet when JM scored a big tussle with which he thought it was probably a big snapper or trev. But this thing went ballistic, taking line as soon as it dived deeper. I was preparing to grab my camera for a vid but had wanted to bring up my ET line 1st when I felt a dead-weight. We had a 'DOUBLE HOOKUP' but not of the same calibre.. diew! Chen thought that it might be a big flathead and it got me excited. But.. but.. it was a 'celebrity killer'! My 1st Stingray and not a bad size to it.. haha..

Obviously left it in the net and cut the bloody line, loosing my Gamakatsu circle hook to it. Whilst doing that, JM's tussle with that unknown creature was terminated prematurely. The bloody hook pulled right under Brooker's hull.. arghhhhhh!!! JM was gutted I can tell you that! Everyone re-rigged knowing that it's gonna be hot-bite now. True enough, my cuttlefish strip was smashed and blackhole goes zzzz right at the transom of brooker. At 1st I called for a king and it did really fought like one. Everyone pulled their lines out and the net was prepped by JM. Long story short.. it was a 39cm bream.. diew!

However, I respect this bugger and released this grand-mutha. Too bad she swallowed the baitholder hook and I didn't bother to try take it out in case it gets worse. Put on a new 1/0 Gama baitkeeper hook which I hadn't try yet and luckily could still used the ravaged cuttle strip. Not long later, blackhole goes off again at the transom and another 37cm bream was boated. She proved to be the upgrade and so Chen let go his one. Hot-bite sure is hot.

Whilst the tide was outgoing by now, JM continue to score fish on his side. He brought up a 31cm snapper which of course goes right into the icebox. He then continue to bring up a trev and with this one, we saw at least 2 bonitos tailing up. I switched ET over to his side with a cube pillie. That loud 'show-off' sound went off and I thought it was a bream. Thus in the process didn't bother to bring up my blackhole. Well, it was a regrettable decision. This bugger didn't have headshakes and was fighting pussily which was why making me to call for a bream. Then, the famous 'turbo' was turned 'on' and the speed I can honestly tell you, fwah.. orgasm man! Now it makes me wonder if it was the bonnies we saw earlier. Pumped her up and JM saw those stripes. Bonito it was and decided to swim their death-roll circles thus tangling blackhole.. arghhhh!!! Our skillful deckie JM said no worries and helped me pull the leader in to net that bugger when my ET tip is just simply stuffed with lines. Oh crap, another untangling job is on the way but why not pose a photo with my 2nd 'spot JM' bonito first eh..

Didn't measure her but straight into the hands of Chen for quality control while I kept myself busy (again) untangling blackhole lines.. hahahaha.. By then, burley was low in supply and the bites were slowing down as according to deckie JM.

All in all, not a bad little day but quite a tiring one considering we were on the water longer than usual. Except it made sure this was a 'dickhead' day when we were encountering heaps of these Sydney 'dickheads'. Obviously when you're anchored or even cruising on water, a 30m distance would be ideal to keep away from making sure it's safe and the waves won't irritate any other boaties. But, some family expensive cruisers or even a "Captain Cook" holiday cruise just couldn't care less and will barely drive past us in less than 10m I would say! KNNBCCB!! And the occupants could still happily wave at us while we were busy giving them our famous 'Singapore Army' trained foul gestures at these farkin idiots! At least it soothed our anger when their confused looks showed as they were just innocently waving at us. Then, not only on water, but on land as well. As Civic has trouble pulling brooker up from the ramp when it's engine is cold, it did just that on Saturday. So, 2 whiskey oscar golfs thought that it could be turned into their little amusement when Civic couldn't pull brooker. Well, at least it did manage later and so what if they could pull in their Quintrex with a van? At least Civic which is shorter than brooker could pull her up later to shut their mouths. Another dickhead was met in McDonald's when I was trying to park into a spot. This ang-moh ran over to my space and block it. He said he is reserving for his friend's car. I said no such thing as reserving and he just wouldn't barge and said "who says". I was on the verge of telling him "who says I cannot reverse my car in and reserve a spot in hospital for you" before Chen stopped this escalating drama and told me there's one empty right in front of civic. Then, before entering maccas, that farker was sitting outside, and when I gave him my chee-bye look, he didn't have the balls to look back. CB I can be small size, but if want to test-water with me, by all means since I'm sick that today was a 'dickhead' day. Oh well, just my rants. Living in a peaceful world... don't think so... just go fishing with my mates I'd say..

Ronald