Not Everyday Is Sunday

The BIG wet is here in Sydney. Time to witness a drought of a different manner, and that'll be FISHING. Who'll have thought it was a storm coming instead! After that all-nighter trip we did, it was to be our last before a long break due to the impending storm. It slammed Sydney hard-out and flooded Newcastle as well as the Central Coast region. Suddenly heaven's gave us fishos a break and I asked Chen if he was keen on Monday as it was Queen's Birthday holiday, yes, a long weekend, to be dampened by Ti Kong. JM jumped onboard and we were off at the regular time.

Apparently it was mild winds and sunny monday, though the swell was a little bumpy due to the days of wild seas. Anyway it was only felt when we were around Balmoral area. Prior to that, the usual squidding was performed. Whilst on the way out of Tunks, I tried to scoop some water for the burley preparation. Bloody hell, the colour was brownish in my white pail! True enough, when we got to House-of-Squids, the water colour was visible even in low light conditions. As expected by yours truly, there was virtually no bites. The racing tide wasn't helping us either. Suddenly Chen snagged his jig and so a call to de-anchor was made and I helped position the boat help Chen free his jig. Luckily it obliged and we made a move to another spot. It was bloody cold for no apparent reason, as a chilly wind kept blowing at us even though we didn't feel it earlier. Then, SquidKing JM hooked up something big and it was one of the biggest arrow I've seen.

Unfortunately, he snagged his paternoster but with a little crafty work by skipper Chen, JM managed to stop us from having a casualty day. The 'window' had came and so off we went past Middle Head. The swell was indeed felt but Brooker managed to handle it beautifully. That arrow squid was indeed humongous and was sufficient to be shared around. Long story short, only JM and Chen managed to hook up trevs and baby snaps while I ate donuts. It wasn't an interesting spot and so a call was made to shift back to spot JM.

To our surprise, our usual structure at spot JM was missing! What the bloody hell??!! The storm uprooted it?! Anyway, we anchored a little further out and to our surprise, a drop-off was probably distinguishable. But the bloody current was still racing non stop everywhere in the Harbour. To make matters more doubly worse, there were full of debris and the water was like teh susu (milk tea). Still, JM managed to pull out another legal snapper (4th one and the consecutive 4th trip) at 30cm. Chen then managed to score a legal tailor on his newly acquired 3ft Ugly Stik. Yup, that rod sure looked like a toy but definitely a fun-filled rod to hold when he dangles with a biggie. I dropped a legal tailor whilst reeling in my blackhole due to their sharp teeth making short work on my 12lb vanish. That was it, not everyday is sunday. And my drought seemed to be on a continuing trend, not sure for how long more...

Ronald