Boxing day morning we head out fully outfitted for a days popping. John, Rosie, my mother and myself.
As we leave the protected river mouth and head up the coast to some new grounds I am exploring I notice the ground swell and slight wind from the Southeast. Even with that we can cruise at 24 knots and we are at the grounds in 20 minutes.
John gets out the first catch and hooks up right away. Unfortunately his 30lb outfit is no match for his finned adversary. He gets reefed and all is lost. It takes a while before we see more fish but it was worth the wait. As I cast out and start to retrieve my popper a school of small fish start fighting over my popper. I just leave it in the water and let them fight over it. To bad none of them were big enough to bite the hooks. Good fun watching though.
John is driving the boat so I can fish a bit.
As we approach a point I can tell it is fishy. I cast my popper out and am rewarded with a massive explosion and a solid hook up. After a good clean fight I boat the first fish for the day.
From boxing day |
By this time Rosie has had enough of this rough kind of fishing and beds down for a nap.
From boxing day |
From boxing day |
On our way back the weather just keeps getting worse so we duck inside the reef and slowly pound our way home.
Weather aside we still got a fish but not quite what I was hoping for.
It is now Sunday and the weather is atrocious, blowing 25-30 with no end in sight.
Tight lines and windy days.