It started like most of my trips out on a saturday morning COLD and dark.
But then what do you expect at 5.30am, Anywho i kicked off and started to float out into the middle of the canal. I sprayed the slug-go with some sent and throw it out and started casting at all the jetties and pontoons. I thought i had forgot my phone, so a quick check and it was worse then that i had my phone but i forgot to put it in the plastic bag i normaly put it in. About an hour into drifting i was thinking of changing the Slug-go as i hadnt even had a little hit. Then out of know where POW the yak stopped dead and started to turn around, I looked over my shoulder to see one of my rod almost bent in two and the reel losing a shit load of line. The first thing that flashed through my mind was "another god damn stingray"
but after a good fight and putting her in the net three time and her jumping out i landed a VERY nice 62cm flattie. And man was she pissed at me. Her belly was massive with egg i think, So i took her lenth and two pics and off she swam. After that it just stopped not a one bit all the way down to the mouth of the river, and thats where the shit hit the fan.
I dropped my anchor in the blue circle (see pic) and the damn thing never gripped and I started drifting really fast into the waves and then the anchor most of got snagged on a rock and it pulled all of the rope into the water and the float not snagged on the line, it started pulling the yak down hard on one side, thought I was going to be flipped and by now I needed new undies. Not thinking I thought i need to cut the anchoe runner line so it doesnt flip me over, I forgot its tied to the back too :roll:
or should I say I knew it was but was freaking out. I ended up snaged in the red circle, with wave hitting me hard and I was in the shit in a big way.
The rope on the back was way to far for me to cut it free, and as you can see from the pic i was surrounded by rocks with a very strong curent putting me to them. I held my own in the waves and the current for about 10 mins i think, felt like hours. before i flag down a dude on a jet ski i gave him my knife and he cut me free. Turning her around and getting out of there was easy, india felt really light after holding her in that current. i landed her on the closesd bank and got out. I was shacking like a leaf, i took out by phone to make sure it wasnt wet and it wasnt.
I had somthing to eat and drink and was going to head back up the river on the other side, to see if there was any fish there. I goes to get in the yak and i total missed and when fling in the river and broke my phone.
On the way back i got 3 more good flattie and had my ass kicked by somthing big on my light rod................So all in all i finished the day with a new flattie PB, No anchor or anchor system, and a broken phone.
But i was not alive and happy to be
Thanks Rik
But then what do you expect at 5.30am, Anywho i kicked off and started to float out into the middle of the canal. I sprayed the slug-go with some sent and throw it out and started casting at all the jetties and pontoons. I thought i had forgot my phone, so a quick check and it was worse then that i had my phone but i forgot to put it in the plastic bag i normaly put it in. About an hour into drifting i was thinking of changing the Slug-go as i hadnt even had a little hit. Then out of know where POW the yak stopped dead and started to turn around, I looked over my shoulder to see one of my rod almost bent in two and the reel losing a shit load of line. The first thing that flashed through my mind was "another god damn stingray"
but after a good fight and putting her in the net three time and her jumping out i landed a VERY nice 62cm flattie. And man was she pissed at me. Her belly was massive with egg i think, So i took her lenth and two pics and off she swam. After that it just stopped not a one bit all the way down to the mouth of the river, and thats where the shit hit the fan.
I dropped my anchor in the blue circle (see pic) and the damn thing never gripped and I started drifting really fast into the waves and then the anchor most of got snagged on a rock and it pulled all of the rope into the water and the float not snagged on the line, it started pulling the yak down hard on one side, thought I was going to be flipped and by now I needed new undies. Not thinking I thought i need to cut the anchoe runner line so it doesnt flip me over, I forgot its tied to the back too :roll:
or should I say I knew it was but was freaking out. I ended up snaged in the red circle, with wave hitting me hard and I was in the shit in a big way.
The rope on the back was way to far for me to cut it free, and as you can see from the pic i was surrounded by rocks with a very strong curent putting me to them. I held my own in the waves and the current for about 10 mins i think, felt like hours. before i flag down a dude on a jet ski i gave him my knife and he cut me free. Turning her around and getting out of there was easy, india felt really light after holding her in that current. i landed her on the closesd bank and got out. I was shacking like a leaf, i took out by phone to make sure it wasnt wet and it wasnt.
I had somthing to eat and drink and was going to head back up the river on the other side, to see if there was any fish there. I goes to get in the yak and i total missed and when fling in the river and broke my phone.
On the way back i got 3 more good flattie and had my ass kicked by somthing big on my light rod................So all in all i finished the day with a new flattie PB, No anchor or anchor system, and a broken phone.
But i was not alive and happy to be
Thanks Rik
