Raiders,
Yesterday, between playing email banter with my boss, foraging for rogue swivels around my desk and considering what was for lunch I managed to organise a quick session for later in the evening with my fishing compadre “h00ked”.
Clifton Gardens we agreed, neither of us had ventured there yet, but we thought it looked promising.
Clifton Gardens we arrived. Clifton Gardens we burleyed. Clifton Gardens we baited. Clifton Gardens we waited. Nothing. Clifton Gardens, we were far from satiated.
Plan B, Kirribilli.
Out go the new squid jigs. In comes a cuttlefish. It’s cute, feisty and has some kind of emotional effect on us. Returned to the watery abyss.
Glowing Yamashita jigs “recharged” by holding them right up against the fluorescent lighting of the old ferry wharf.
1st cast back, 1st jig and I can feel something heavy, wind wind, line peeling from the reel at great pace. I’m convinced that a fish has got my jig (thanks “tentonner”). Headed for the pylons, I think it’s all over. Compadre in my ear “keep the pressure on, keep the pressure on”. I’m keeping the pressure on.
Up he comes, violent, aggressive, gives me the eye and squirts his dark inky load.
Mr Squid, my first, a little monster.
Post script questions if anyone feels like helping?
1. Are cuttlefish any good as bait?
2. Do cuttlefish and squid usually feed together?
3. What is optimum eating size for squid/calamari?
Thanks.