This mornings excursion was more about celebrating the freedom of being able to get out there again than a serious fishing trip. The tides were perfect for my favourite spots in the lower reaches of the estuaries but I resisted the urge and decided to do some recon in an area I've only visited a couple of times.
My plan of going about 7k upstream was aborted at about 2.5k when I came across a shallow section where the channel goes across the bed from one side to the other. Where the water was shallower I have troubles making headway against the current so turned around and drifted back, flikcing lures all the way.
My only fish was a solid sooty grunter taken near a snag on a pink bomber lure. I got numerous hits on the weedless sp rig I was flicking at timber but they were very timid bites and I couldn't get them to strike a second time.
While I didn't snag that big freshwater barra I was kinda hoping for, the sooty is a rare catch for me so I was happy with that. They fell like a very solid muscular fish when you grab them, unlike bream which feel like theyre being squashed when you get a firm grip. They seem to fight pretty good too.
