Again out the front of camp looks like a pond at 7am. Wind predictions today say increasing to 20 knots around 1pm.
We head off to same area as yesterday as we thought with increasing wind predictions we may not be able to get back out here for the rest of our stay. We trolled over the first structure we found yesterday with no luck. Second structure just off Prince of Wales island via the sounder indicated prolific fish activity. We decided to bottom bash even though the current was very strong. We loose a tonne of gear with no result. Bugger !!
Both a bit disheartened and as the wind has picked up to very choppy conditions, we now felt uncomfortable. We start motoring back but are being so badly smashed around, we choose to take it slower and troll at the same time. We have now committed to trolling the 10 nautical miles home. We are on holidays so time is no issue..
Imagine the scene where you have relaxed, the wind has dropped a little so we have our feet up with coffee in one hand eating a bag of chips, rods in rod holders enjoying just being on holidays. We are lulling over waves, when out of the blue Gene's rod spools off at incredible speed. Drop everything to grab the rod and my line goes off. Every man for himself! It was a picture of pure choas! Now we have two massive fish by the boat, smiles on our dials because we think by the look of them they are Spanish Mackerels. We are both already taking fillets and thinking at day three our fridge is full of our favourite fish. Gene had to give his fish some line and hope that he didn't get bit off while we landed Donna's fish. One in and no time to look as we get Gene's in. Gene's fiesty fish nearly demolishes the tinny getting it in. Now we have 2 x 1.5 metre fish on the boat and they have scales! They are very ugly with big teeth, so there goest the Spanish Mackerel dream as they look to be most likely Barracuda. Seriously we have never seen Barracuda this big. Confirmed they are Giant Barracuda, not a meal but what fun to catch.
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Giant Barracuda !! |
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Wish they were Spanish Mackerel!! |
By the time we reached Parau Island not too far off Seisia the winds had reduced and we stopped for lunch and rigged up to do some bottom bashing.
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Parau Island |
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Donna proudly shows her dropper knot for paternoster rig.
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Note: Donna's fears are confirmed as the resident snapping handbag casually swims past our campsite around sunset for all to see.
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Snapping Handbag swims past nearly every evening around sunset. |
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