On Sunday 13th June 2021 at 6:30am, Dave, Dale and I launched off of Wellington point. We headed across the bay, in what felt like sub zero temperatures, towards Amity Point. There was a bit of a swell, so crossing the bar was not as easy as my pervious trip, but we managed to get through without any issues.
We were hoping to catch a few end
of season Spanish mackerel, so we stopped at a spot where Dale had caught live
bait previously. It took some sounding around before I found the showing, but when
I did, Dale and Dave both managed a few full strings of mackerel (slimies) and
maasbanker (yakka).
We did not have a live well on
the boat, so a coolerbox was filled with water to keep them going. It was a bit
of a mission adding fresh water to the box, but it was part of the game.
We headed out to Sevens reef and
rigged up 3 livies, two down deep and one on the surface. I rigged the surface
bait on my trusty KP reel so I had to hold the rod while trolling.
The current was ripping north to
south and there was a lot of slime in the water… never a great sign. Luckily
the mackerel could handle the extra speed we needed to gain ground against the
current and work the reef. After not seeing much on our first pass over the
reef, Dale made a turn to approach from a different angle. We were in mid-turn
when there was a splash on the surface where my livie should have been. Moments
later I felt the weight on the line and I went tight with a fish. It didn’t
take much line, so we kept the other lines out while I brought the fish in
between the other lines. I could feel the continuous thumps in the rod
indicating that it was a tuna species. A short while later, I had the fish at
the boat where Dale gaffed my first Long Tail Tuna. Not a big fish by any
stretch of the imagination, but a tick box none the less.
1st Longtail Tuna |
The rest of the morning was dead
quiet so we opted to put out a few rapalas an troll around, just covering
ground. We had gone a few hundred meters when the far lure went away with a
smallish fish. Dave brought it in and just before we could see it, it went on a
short erratic run followed by big head shakes, then just a heavy weight. It had
been converted. We fought the shark for a while before breaking off.
The rest of the day was very quiet so we headed home at around 1pm. Thanks to Dave and Dale for a great day on the water a good laughs around the washbay.