Went on Saturday morning to the Yarra behind Warrandyte High School as per nickb123’s suggestion, walked down the track to the river (reminding myself that I really need to reduce the number of sinkers I have in my tacklebox :doh1: ) , hit the water and walked downstream a bit. We set up to fish a quieter pool of water on the opposite side, next to a small burnt out section of bank... Possibly other regulars would know the area I was...
Nothing, not even a bite.
Bread, corn, worms, nothing brought the carp out. We stayed for about 2 hours, generally I would stay longer, as I believe patience will be rewarded, but with not even a bite, I was getting a little frustrated. After trudging back up the hill, again questioning why I really must drag so much stuff around with me (must be a girl thing, snacks, water, extra layer of clothing, book, something to sit on...sigh), we decided to head to Patterson River.At Patterson my friend was on fire, 2 salmon, 3 mullet and something like 10 toadfish. :notworthy: You know that feeling when someone just has the touch for the day and every time their line goes tight there is a streak of jealousy? Yeah, I was happy for my friend, but when was it going to be my turn!!! At sunset, I’m on. I can feel the head shakes, it’s not a toady. :woohoo: I jump up and start reeling with my friend yelling at me to tighten the drag. I can see the fish in the water, about a metre away, I think it’s a mullet, I do a little dance.... the line went a little slack...... the fish was gone. :doh1:
Lesson learnt kids, leave the victory dancing until the fish is landed. :banana:
We left after the sun set and the bites stopped, my friend with his catch and me with a little fire in my belly from the near miss, I nearly.....almost got a fish. Excitement!
Sunday morning I was supposed to go to the movies, instead I went to BCF and purchased 2-4lb rod and line. Taught myself how to spool line onto a reel, called my friend and told him that we are going to Patterson, he wasn’t given a choice. :lolf: I swallowed my pride and asked him to teach me how he tied his rig.
Within 20mins, I was on!! Headshakes, a bit of a fight. Remembering to tighten the drag, keep the line tight and hold off on the dancing until I had the fish in my hands, I pulled in my first real fish at Patto.
It was my day... I know that these numbers aren’t big in the scheme of things, but for me, they were huge. 4 mullet and 7 toad fish. I know that toady’s are trash and a waste of bait, but for a noob like me, it’s still exciting to have something on the end of the line and consistently getting bites. It was such a great day, I had 2 lines out and several times I was getting bites on both. Excitement! :sun:
Sitting at work this morning, wishing that I could be out there fishing.....
PS. Excuse the fat fingers in the pic, was attempting the 'hold the fish forward to make it look bigger' set up.... Apparently that angle increases the size of your fingers too :doh1:
