At 5:45 on Saturday 8th
February, Tjokkie and I launched “ABF” at Cape Vidal. We were there for the
weekend and were hoping to just have a bit of fun with the gamefish on lighter
tackle than we use at Richards Bay. The reports from the previous week were not
good and all the boats were struggling for fish. There was however a lot of
livebait around…
Our first stop was just off the
launch to look for bait. I was expecting full strings on the first drop, but
there was nothing! There were 7 of 8 boats around but everyone was struggling.
After an hour of struggling, I went over a current line with nervous ripples on
the surface. There was a showing halfway down and as the jigs went through
them, we were on. There were a few decent size baits, but most a bit small… but
beggars can’t be choosers. With a few baits in the well, I headed off to Oscar.
There was no current, 27.3 degree
water and purple water. I was keen to get a feel of the area so that I knew
where to focus my efforts so I bombed out a few halcos/rapalas and a surface
lure and started trolling over the marks. I had also promised the ground crew
sushi that afternoon, so I was hoping to get a yellowfin. There was not a lot of
activity on the shallow marks, but when I went over the deep mark, the sounder
went crazy with good showings. They started 10m off the ground and went up for
10-15m. this was obviously the place! As we passed over the showing, one of the
halcos smoked off. I cleared the other lines while Tjoks fought the fish. It
seemed just too easy, but then the fish sounded and the fight changed… The drag
went up and up but we could not budge it. I looked on the gps and we were going
circles over the same spot. Tjoks, suffering from a bout of nausea, passed me
the rod to see what I could do. Immediately I could feel the line in the rocks
and realised that it was probably a potatoe bass that ate the tuna when it
sounded. Not wanting to waste any more time, I parted off. Knowing where to
fish, I rigged up 4 bait sticks. Still hoping for a yft, I hooked a livie onto
a single hook directly to flouro carbon leader and let it out. I was busy
freespooling when the reel took off in my hand. I gave it 5 seconds then
tightened up… vas. The fish did not seem too heavy so I put some pressure on it
to get it in and start fishing, but as the fish sounded, there was a big nod
and the fight changed to a slow give and take. I upped the drag to full and
held on, slowly gaining line. I peered over the side and in the depths saw a
big grey shape of a potatoe bass. I gained about 10m more, then the fish headed back down. I put
the brakes on and finally it chafed through the flouro.
Finally I managed to put out 4
baits and get a trolling pattern going. I was just approaching the showing when
both deep baits went away. Both of us pulled as hard as we could, but Tjoks
lost the battle when his fish turned into a frayed leader after another potatoe
bass ate his fish. I managed to get a 5kg cuda to the surface and into the
hatch. Finally something to eat. The baits went out and I made a turn. As I
straightened out, the surface livie on flouro went away. I hooked up and passed
Tjoks the rod. This time he pulled the crap out of it and we could gaff a small
yellowfin which was bled for sushi. On my next turn, I saw the deep rod bump
and when I checked the bait, it had been chopped. I checked the other deep bait
and the same thing had happened to it as well. There were obviously a few cuda
around, but they were chowing skelm. On the next turn, I was trolling with the
wind, so I pulled neutral to get the lines down. It was not long when the
surface rod just bent then flicked back with slack line. The cuda had picked up
the leader in its teeth in front of the wire and bitten off… it seemed that I
just had no luck today.
At long last! |
Tjoks was feeling really bad, so I decided on one last
turn, then I would take him back. I checked the deep bait before the last
approach and it was fine so I let it down again. I turned to go to the controls
when that rod bent over. The fish took some line but not like a cuda. Thinking
it might be a kaakap or some or other bottom fish, I pushed the drag past the
button and pulled the $#!% out of it. The line angled to the surface the sinker
came up. I broke off the elastic and kept pulling, expecting to see a
bottomfish pop. When the fish surfaced 20m from us, I saw a brown shape. First
I thought it was an amber that had come up, but I looked closer and saw big pec
fins and the white lines on the side… it was a prodigal son! I was so nervous
that I could hardly think. This fish had eluded for so many years, and here I
was with one on the line. I pampered it closer but something caught my eye to
the right. It was a massive tiger shark! At that point, all subtleties went out
the window and I pushed the drag right up. The fish came straight to the boat
where Tjoks gaffed the 12kg fish. As it started twisting, we ripped it onto the
boat. FINALLY!!! The curse was lifted. At that point, I was over the moon, so I
we headed back to the beach.