Down to Roseville boat ramp yesterday morning and meeting Murray and Mark – two fishos so keen they’d driven down from the Hunter for the day. Eastward ho! With a stop at the Centurion wreck for live bait (successful) and a stop at the Peak for a quick jig session (unsuccessful.) Out to Browns Mountain and stopped on the top while we rigged up and baited the Tanacom 750. As usual, the top of the plateau was as bare as a badgers’ backside:
But a scan of the humps and bumps showed where the fish were hiding:
Down went the baits and within 30 seconds this beauty hooked up:
A couple more drops and we found a patch of gemfish:
Despite the forecast for good weather all day, with a light northerly in the afternoon, the wind was starting to pick up fast from the west. Storm cells darkening the sky, to the point where I took off my sunglasses. I made the error of staying on point for a couple more drops despite alarm bells going off from the wind building fast from an unpredicted direction. By the time we finally bailed it was into the teeth of a nasty chop with breaking waves at times and foam streaks across the sea surface.
To add insult to injury an icy cold rain fell on us most of the way back. Three hours back to the boat ramp and chilled to the bone, despite all three of us wearing wet weather gear. A good lesson for all about following the reality, rather than the forecast. Having said that I had a great day and looking forward to doing it all again as soon as the weather clears.
Cheers,
Andy
