Unexpected Quickie

Went for a quickie few days ago as I had a prior arrangement with Chen for a night session down at our local spot. With the moderate winds blowing, I randomly hit the Cooks for a quick one. Was damn surprised that the place was quite shielded from the winds even though I could see trees swaying on the way there. Not that comfortable in the end when I had to put up with the light drizzles on and off in a thunderstorm forecast day. Rigged up a 1g head with the worm and found out that it was impossible to work it properly in a fast moving current. Canned the idea of finesse and went with a head I haven't been using for ages, the squidgy 1.5g. It was much easier controlling the drift but the bites weren't converting to hookups. Took me quite awhile in various spots I thought could hold fish till I came onto the drain that's right infront of my parked car. A just legal bream did the suicidal stunt by knocking onto the lure when I was about to bring it up.

Yup, suicidal indeed as yet another unfortunate 'eye-hooking' experience for me. This time round, this poor bream was not lucky. It got onto its eye and I had to do a little 'surgery' to remove it. Sad.. Anyway, continue plugging around the drain and I knew I was working over some reefy areas when I was bringing up shits like coral rocks and disgusting 'brain-like-looking' formations. No guts no glory and how true was that when some bites became a solid bite. Zzzz.. off it goes on one good run and then the 'current' fight ensued. Good thing I like about Cooks is that if you want to feel extra weight, the current helps in this department when the fish decided to use it. All is good as I can see the lure was in its mouth. Again, harrowingly hoist this bugger up and measured 36cm (Cooks-pb).

A classic good hookup to the corner of the jaw and with the grass being wet, I couldn't lie body down to release it. No choice but to 'spear' it in, hahaha! It swam away straightaway no dramas whatsoever. Time was up and Chen had called-in for the impending night ops, well.. no joy though.

Ronald