Hello Raiders,
Hit the water with a mate early Sat morning and went in search of some surface action up the Harbour. We had a flick at a few markers but things were pretty quiet so we pulled up near Rose Bay and made a coffee. As the sun started to show its face so did a few birds so we went on a search. We sighted a few boats, plenty of birds and an extremely fast moving school moving up the harbour so we had a set chase. We managed to get a few shots into them but apart from a bump each (Mate on a plastic and me on a popper) we could not sink a hook. The school was heading straight for the bridge and soon they were in the exclusion zone.
We poked around for a bit longer and found some surface action but they were quickly confirmed to be tailor. My mate was on fire getting hooks ups on just about every cast while I floundered around getting tackles. After I cast and broke off my third metal lure in as many casts my temper started to boil over. After I had re rigged (again) with leader and found another metal I cast and thankfully, as this lure stayed connected, I hooked up. In the end I am not sure how many we boated (maybe 10) but we kept 4 in the 41-42 cm range for an appointment with my smoker.
Not long before the action died my mate asked if I was hungry and then proceeded to tell me what he had . . . . “heaps of food, Sandwiches, fruit, bananas”
I said, “WTF bananas . . . . what are you doing to me.”
At least that explained some of my misfortunes for the morning.