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I haven't posted a report for a while, so I thought I might as well, just for Ross. I've been having some fun from the bank with poppers nailing some huge catfish at Sinnamon point on the upper reaches of the dam, but really wanted to get the yak wet today as the wind was down a bit although still quite strong it was from the south east which I prefer as it means I get pushed towards banks with no fence posts and rusty star pickets.
Got to the water about 4pm and disturbed a huge wedge tail eagle.
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Put the yak in and rigged her up quickly and got out on the water. I trolled the little killa lure and a gold rapala bibless crank bait. about 20m of trolling and off went the crank bait, a little catfish, surprise surprise. By the time I released the fish and sorted out my lines I was 50m upstream and up against the bank, not pretty, but I wanted a good paddle, so cast out my lures and headed back out to deep water. As I got into what used to be the river bed off went the drag, something on the killa lure this time.
Having two lines out can be quite a challenge in high wind, as the yak started to drift and the fish moved me as well the other line started to bow and before I knew it the line had come over my head and wrapped around the reel I was frantically cranking in and tangled badly with the line still very tight with a heavy fish.
I had to act quickly and cut the line to the other lure and continued fighting the fish. It was a bit more compicated though as the line had gone under the spool and made a real mess. Had to paddle to the bank and jump out of the yak. Luckily the bank was firm and took my weight well. I wrapped the line to the other lure around the rod holder and hauled in a big fat catfish.
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Thankfully all my knots held first go and it wasn't long before I was out paddling both my lures in two. 3 4 5 6 7 more catfish and I had done some hard yards paddling around the pumping station and was heading back to the launch site.
It was still quite early so I paddled up the inlet towards the cliffs, something took the killa lure, at first it didn't seem to hard, but as it came up close to the yak it went nuts and turning it was very difficult, this fish had some weight. After a lot of struggling it came to the surface, got the net, ooooh no, not yet, off he went again, the net nearly slid out of my hand as I grabbed the paddle which was being blown around by a heavy gust. This scenario repeated itself about 5 times and the last time my heart nearly stopped as the net slid right into the water and started to sink, reached out and just grabbed the handle, phew!
A few more swipes and I had the beast in the net, a huge fat bugga of a catfish, packed it in and headed back to the lauch point so I could get a pic on the brag mat. Not my biggest forky, but a biggun all the same.
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Packed up the gear and put the kayak on the car, had a few more casts which resulted in my confirming that there is a big snag in front of the little pontoon, hmm bugga, bye bye lure. Oh well, can't complain about the scenery.
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Got to the water about 4pm and disturbed a huge wedge tail eagle.
Put the yak in and rigged her up quickly and got out on the water. I trolled the little killa lure and a gold rapala bibless crank bait. about 20m of trolling and off went the crank bait, a little catfish, surprise surprise. By the time I released the fish and sorted out my lines I was 50m upstream and up against the bank, not pretty, but I wanted a good paddle, so cast out my lures and headed back out to deep water. As I got into what used to be the river bed off went the drag, something on the killa lure this time.
Having two lines out can be quite a challenge in high wind, as the yak started to drift and the fish moved me as well the other line started to bow and before I knew it the line had come over my head and wrapped around the reel I was frantically cranking in and tangled badly with the line still very tight with a heavy fish.
I had to act quickly and cut the line to the other lure and continued fighting the fish. It was a bit more compicated though as the line had gone under the spool and made a real mess. Had to paddle to the bank and jump out of the yak. Luckily the bank was firm and took my weight well. I wrapped the line to the other lure around the rod holder and hauled in a big fat catfish.
Thankfully all my knots held first go and it wasn't long before I was out paddling both my lures in two. 3 4 5 6 7 more catfish and I had done some hard yards paddling around the pumping station and was heading back to the launch site.
It was still quite early so I paddled up the inlet towards the cliffs, something took the killa lure, at first it didn't seem to hard, but as it came up close to the yak it went nuts and turning it was very difficult, this fish had some weight. After a lot of struggling it came to the surface, got the net, ooooh no, not yet, off he went again, the net nearly slid out of my hand as I grabbed the paddle which was being blown around by a heavy gust. This scenario repeated itself about 5 times and the last time my heart nearly stopped as the net slid right into the water and started to sink, reached out and just grabbed the handle, phew!
A few more swipes and I had the beast in the net, a huge fat bugga of a catfish, packed it in and headed back to the lauch point so I could get a pic on the brag mat. Not my biggest forky, but a biggun all the same.
Packed up the gear and put the kayak on the car, had a few more casts which resulted in my confirming that there is a big snag in front of the little pontoon, hmm bugga, bye bye lure. Oh well, can't complain about the scenery.
