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I headed up to the recreational area on Wivenhoe dam that is leased by SEQ water to the local fishing club (Grand Wivenhoe fishing club) Picked up the key from the ladies at the bar, got some directions(good idea) didn't listen (bad idea) then proceeded to drive half way to Kilcoy, hmm, not a good start. Back tracked, remember something about going past the tip, and a no through road, took the tip turn off, hmm, no through road, it was a tough call, but thought I'd go for it anyway. at the end of the sealed road there's a big sign, Sinamon Point recreational fishing area, woohoo, I found it. The key even fit the lock, so I continued onto the next gate, past the angry looking brahman cattle along the very rough track to the old river bed, that's right, no 6Km paddle to find deep water, launched straight into it. The bony bream were everywhere, flicking and splashing on the surface, a good sign.
Rigged up and on the water about 3.30pm. Conditions were lovely, if a bit steamy, about 70% cloud cover, very little breeze, very flat water. headed 'up stream' trolling my killa bass/yella lure and a jackall tn60 at a leasurely pace.
I have to remember to take the camera next time as this is a great bit of water to paddle. Heaps of turtles, birds, lung fish and cows all over the place.
Went about 1km or so and crossed over the 'river' to try on the other side before turning back and tap tap zzzzzzz, turned around and started to play the fish in, got it right up near the yak and ... gone.
Gotta invest in some better quality hooks.
Anyway, thought this an opportune time to turn back. Paddled back on the opposite side that I came up on, a few more hits, no hook ups, started to think this would end the same as yesterday, then zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz, this was promising, nice strong run then... nothing, dammit! I was getting close to the pumping station which is above some steep cliffs and looks very fishy, so paddled 'down stream' till I got to the end of the cliffs(no action), did a wide arc and started heading towards the pumping tower.
Lots of birds in this area, pelicans, gulls and some bird of prey that I couldn't identify.
The sun was starting to disappear behind the mountain and the clouds were looking a little ominous.
As I neared the pumping tower I thought there must be plenty of room to go between it and the cliff, gotta be fish in there, was a bit scary, worried I might hook something I shouldnt as the jackall bounced off something a few times, or was that a fish, paddle paddle, nah, seems ok, then ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ lost a heap of line on the other rod, admittedly the drag was a little light, but wow I was worried the fish would take me around the tower, put some pressure on and it finally turned, and started swimming straight at me, danger time, took it easy and he turned again, but nearly had him at the kayak, took off again, this was exciting stuff, major spinal shivers and I could hear my heart beating! Reached around behind me and freed up my net, then I saw colour, a great looking little bass, pulled her up and into the net, too easy.
Thankfully the little beasty didn't struggle too much while I did some dental work and slipped her into the bag, but trolling back was an adventure with the fish trying it's hardest to knock itself out on the side of the yak hehe. Anyway, my first entry into the comp for a while. A lovely 41cm Aussie Bass.
Rigged up and on the water about 3.30pm. Conditions were lovely, if a bit steamy, about 70% cloud cover, very little breeze, very flat water. headed 'up stream' trolling my killa bass/yella lure and a jackall tn60 at a leasurely pace.
I have to remember to take the camera next time as this is a great bit of water to paddle. Heaps of turtles, birds, lung fish and cows all over the place.
Went about 1km or so and crossed over the 'river' to try on the other side before turning back and tap tap zzzzzzz, turned around and started to play the fish in, got it right up near the yak and ... gone.
Gotta invest in some better quality hooks. Anyway, thought this an opportune time to turn back. Paddled back on the opposite side that I came up on, a few more hits, no hook ups, started to think this would end the same as yesterday, then zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz, this was promising, nice strong run then... nothing, dammit! I was getting close to the pumping station which is above some steep cliffs and looks very fishy, so paddled 'down stream' till I got to the end of the cliffs(no action), did a wide arc and started heading towards the pumping tower.
Lots of birds in this area, pelicans, gulls and some bird of prey that I couldn't identify.
The sun was starting to disappear behind the mountain and the clouds were looking a little ominous.
As I neared the pumping tower I thought there must be plenty of room to go between it and the cliff, gotta be fish in there, was a bit scary, worried I might hook something I shouldnt as the jackall bounced off something a few times, or was that a fish, paddle paddle, nah, seems ok, then ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ lost a heap of line on the other rod, admittedly the drag was a little light, but wow I was worried the fish would take me around the tower, put some pressure on and it finally turned, and started swimming straight at me, danger time, took it easy and he turned again, but nearly had him at the kayak, took off again, this was exciting stuff, major spinal shivers and I could hear my heart beating! Reached around behind me and freed up my net, then I saw colour, a great looking little bass, pulled her up and into the net, too easy.
Thankfully the little beasty didn't struggle too much while I did some dental work and slipped her into the bag, but trolling back was an adventure with the fish trying it's hardest to knock itself out on the side of the yak hehe. Anyway, my first entry into the comp for a while. A lovely 41cm Aussie Bass.
