Got the privilege to join Stewy for a session at the Georges
Plan was to Christen my Mitro/Stella setup
Started off target Jew fish and were not successful, pulled out numerous flathead.
We changed to chasing some EP’s and Stewy was on straight away.
Started slowing down, so once again we were targeting Jew fish with no luck.
In the mean time we came across a Red Belly snake which kept us amused for a while.
Got Stewy to bring the boat right up to the snake for a nice close photo shoot.
Next thing you know Stewy, with a big grin on his face, threw his squidgy to get the snake moving to try and get a reaction out of me, the snake did not budge. I splashed a bit of water over the snake, and the next thing you know there was the snake entering the water wiggling towards the boat. Stewys reaction was priceless, was very fast to move towards the front of the boat, & started operating the electric motor ASAP. Mind you I wasn’t that brave myself, too close. The snake was persistent and continued chasing after us. Both Stewy and I were very surprised with the snakes persistency (it wanted a piece of Stewy)
Getting no Jews other then flatties, once again we moved on for an EP bash and this time my reel screamed. Several runs later, Stewy though it was a Jewfish, the way it took off. But after a good fight ended up being a descent fat bream.
Taylor moved in and started demolishing our plastics.
What happened next was priceless.
Stewy targeting EPs, got smoked and the line started peeling of the reel without a sign of stopping.
Rod was bent to the floor, Stewy held onto the rod so hard, like he held onto that ciggy in between his lips
Both of us were thinking it was a massive flatty, the fish took the boat a good 150m away from where the strike was.
A good 15 minutes into the fight I thought to myself the leader will snap any time soon.
Such a good fight, and in the end it was a massive fat trevelly (to our disappointment).
By this time Stewy blood was pumping with adrenalin, and time once again came to go flick for a Jew.
We casted so many times that to my surprise my whole hand was sore.
Our hopes & dreams were quickly diminishing. Wind picked up and this added to our frustration.
Stewy decided to tell me a tale to boost the moral, “once upon a time, I landed a Jew fish and ” the story ended as quick as it started....... zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Perfect timing Stewy, the reel screamed, and the rod bent, Stewy was up off the chair and I knew we were in for a treat.
Being faced with a strong current, the fish was in control and was going right for the pylon.
Even though I echoed so many time; Stewy the pylon, Stewy the pylon.
He was in his own state of mind, too focused on the fish trying not to loose it.
I had to raise my voice at him, as the boat was going straight for a head on collision.
Last second Stewy pressed the magic button and we were in the clear.
Short time later the beast emerged from the deep.
Couple of snaps, and Stewys line was back in the water and got hit immediatelly this time with a smaller specimen.
Top day Stewy, well done, and thank you for having me.
I had a ball even though i didnt Christen the new setup. Im waiting for the 10Kg specimen
Can wait to do it all again