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  1. Got these drifting at Hardys bay with Zman grubs my brother got a 55cm plus as well sorry about pics i let the flatties go straight away so didnt see photos properly
  2. I yakked out to North Head on Friday just gone Since I first heard about them last year, I've really wanted to see the salmon schools in action out there and, better still, to find out how practical it is to chase them from a kayak. It's a big stretch of water for a fat little fishing kayak and I know from stalking salmon schools in much more tranquil and confined places that, when they really want to move, there is no way I can keep up with them. Happily, I'm here to report it worked well enough. For the first forty minutes or so - I was there pre-dawn, ready to pounce - I did some excessive huffing and puffing, arms aching as I tried to sprint across hundreds of metres of empty water to gulls and froth. Too many times, I'd arrive at the edge of school, if I even got that close, and while I pulled my rod from the holder the fish would disappear or move off in another direction. I was in fact in the act of re-designating the day's target species - snipping off a lure and tying on a hook and sinker - when the salmon came to me. First cast for the day actually in to the heart of school resulted in an instant hook up. Nice. The schools got bigger and seemed to hang at the surface longer as the sky lightened. For a little while, I was able to hang in pretty much the same place and throw casts when the fish came near. I managed two fish in about an hour and a half, which is not many from thousands but, there were some long quiet spells and punting around in a kayak consumes a surprising amount of time. I picked up a few trevally in between the salmon. They took sps cast out and not retrieved - just drifted down. By 7:am the quiet spells became too long and I nicked of to try other things. Good fun for a few hours and it's an excellent change to be surrounded by way, way too many fish! Yay for weekdays off!!! 6:30am .. the rest of Sydney in the background, getting ready for work Possibly the 2 fish should have been three but, having raced from Old Mans Hat to here (the drop off where everyone camps out waiting for kings) I was so puffed (and perhaps overexcited?) that I managed to wrap the braid around a guide and snapped it first cast. I retied a leader in time and about three casts and no fish later did the same thing .. oh well, I would never have stopped to take the photo otherwise. one for dinner
  3. My second winter with a kayak and I'm definitely still figuring winter meets kayak out. The last month, probably more, has been a string of doughnuts. Kayak doughnuts anyway. There have been a few excellent and relaxing days catching luderick from wharves in between the kayak doughnuts - thanks (again) DerekD for patient guidance in the ways of let's not over-finesse, let's just catch fish luderick-techniques - but I have badly missed catching fish from the yak. It's been made all the more painful because, it's seems the worse the fishing gets the more I want to go. No amount of changing spots, target species and people to fish with has helped. Last winter was similarly troublesome. The whole of September with barely a fish landed. So, this year, as winter approached and I started fretting about the lack of prospects, I hatched a plan. Drummer from a kayak, I decided, was the mission to undertake. My first trip out was a bit of an eye opener. North Head, somewhere I knew pretty well, and on a very flat day. I wasn't expecting things to be easy but trying to get a kayak close enough to cast a 00 ball and bit of bread into washes is properly unnerving and immediately I could tell, full of complexities I didn't understand and pitfalls I didn't yet know. I've stuck at, going out on very quiet days and bobbing round watching what happens, slowly inching closer to washes that seemed, I won't say safe .. washes where the risk seemed manageable. This week's drop in the wind and swell (0.6m swell, yes please!) beckoned. How could I not cash in some accrued extra work hours for a midweek fish? I had no expectations, the plan was just to go for a bit of a paddle and check out a new bit of coast. Pre-dawn at Long Bay, I was surprised to see the lights of two kayaks already on the water. It was two guys who usually fish Moli Pt for kings. Has been a fishless few months over there they told me. They were doing similar to me, taking advantage of the mild conditions to try new grounds. As the sky started to light up I left them still chasing squid, and paddled to Long Bay's northern headland hopeful that I might find some early morning salmon. No salmon, instead loads of what I assume were mini barracuda (I've never caught them before). They were fun enough for a while. The barracuda thinned as the sun lifted. I slowly drifted and paddled north sizing up the waves and the rocks and the zone where they meet each other. It's definitely not sit back and relax fishing. I watched what seemed like a good spot for close on an hour, working my way towards and around it before properly giving it a go. I think more attention and effort goes in to keeping track of where you are, adjusting position, and watching the rocks and waves than into the fishing. I kind of like that. Anyway, eventually I decided it was okay to paddle in close and throw casts before quickly backing back out. At first I didn't realise I had a bite. I thought the line sucking off the reel was just the pull of the surge. Then when I stopped it going out I could feel the pulse of a fish on the other end. As the fish ripped drag I back-paddled to get clear enough of the danger zone, to be able to concentrate on the fish. Bobbing round in waves and backwash, tied to a fish that's dragging you around almost as much as you're dragging it around it's hard to tell what's solid, what's the waves, and what's the fish. A minute or two into the fight I had the sense that I was no longer tied a fish, it was the bottom I had on the line. I've been through that before with kingfish and knew well enough, that that's the time to stop playing tug of war. I backed the tension off and grabbed the chance to get myself well clear of the rocks. When I tightened back up, the bottom was gone and the fish was back - cool :). Then I learned something new, don't play the fish with the reel and rod, play the fish with the kayak and the rod. It worked well. Within a couple of minutes I had myself and the fish in the safety of deeper water. I've half joked, and half hoped it'd work as persuasion (it didn't), to Krause that drummer might be like little winter kings. In the last stages of the fight, I was absolutely willing to buy in to the drummer are kingfish theory. The fish's stubbornness was amazing. I'd reef it up from the depths and as soon as it got within a sniff of the surface, it'd charge back down and circle for a minute or two before I could reef it back up, then we'd do the whole thing again, and again. When I did finally get a look at it, I understood why. My first black drummer was an instant PB. A smidgen over 56cm. I don't generally like to keep 'good' fish but it was bleeding from the gills so I popped it in a keeper, bled it properly and headed straight back to the car and some ice so as not to completely disrespect it by letting it spoil in the sun. It kinda cut my adventure tour of some new coast short but I'm not complaining! lucky to land it I think. The line looked like this all the way to the leader knot
  4. Hey fellow raiders, I will be heading up to copeton soon and i was wondering if anyone has any spots in the dam they recommend to fish for cod and what lures I should use. Cheers Hamo🎣
  5. Anyone here tried or use a live bait tube / torpedo? particularly: how big do they need to be? for yakkas? do they keep squid alive? even when towed? and, any suggestions on easy way to streamline them?
  6. I'm getting into kayak fishing and would love some advice . I'm looking at the Scorpio kayak which is 350 down from 750. What's everyone's thoughts
  7. I went out for a kayak session yesterday as I had not done that for a while and it was a lovely day. My plan was simple - drift along the edge of a sandbank and work the top of the bank with soft plastics, while dragging a bait along the bottom from one of the rod holders just over the drop-off. That was the theory anyway. Even though on the shore there seemed to be almost no wind there was a very inconvenient breeze out on the water that was pushing me up over the top of the still submerged sandbank. This would not be the end of the world, but with the swell coming in the heads and boat wakes coming from all angles going over the edge of the sandbank was not a great place to be as it was very washy and the angles the wave were coming form were very hard to predict. I did get a solid hit on the soft plastic right up on top of the bank but it didn't hook up. After a while and not much activity I decided to reposition into some deeper water that I thought would be a bit more out of the wind. I put away the SP rod and worked a prawn along the bottom. I still had a the other bait rod out the back as well with a whole pillie on a gang and enough of a sinker to keep it down the bottom on the drift. The prawn started to get hits straight away. A couple of the bites were fairly aggressive and were probably small flatties, but more often it was the rat-a-tat-tat bites of the small bream picking my prawns off. I was rebaiting that rod again when the big one bent over and started pulling line. My first thought was it was snagged and the current was pulling the line out because it was not screaming, just coming off in a steady pull. Once I managed get it out of the rod holder I did a big lift and was surprised to feel something come up off the bottom. There was no fight, no tail beat, no headshakes. At this stage I am thinking I have either snagged something like a waterlogged branch that is moving when I lift or a big stingray - as they are often around in Ettalong Channel. We'll never no because the next lift the line relaxed and I wound in to find my gang still there, but the pillie gone. I repositioned for another drift over the same patch and rebaited with a fresh pillie. This was hit fairly quickly and it felt like the target species, though I could tell it was no monster. I got it up and confirmed that it was a little flattie - clearly undersized at about 33cm. This is the point I made a decision that provided much amusement to the tinnie full of teens that was about 10m away when I got the fish to the surface. Seeing it was just a little tacker I did what I would do when fishing from the boat. I didn't bother with the net, I just lifted it in to unhook it. The problem was that as soon as it hit the deck between my legs, it spat the hooks and tried to escape. I just could not get a grip on the little bugger and with no net and no line attached to his lip I certainly was not the one in control of the situation! He flopped over my right leg and made a dash towards my foot. I tried to grab him, he spiked me and reversed direction and wiggled all the way along my leg and retreated behind the seat. Not wanting to hurt him I lift my bum up and grab him. He spikes me again and shimmies all the way down my other leg right up to the hatch on the front of the yak. Finally he opens his mouth! I stick my thumb in and lip grip him. Now that I have him I measure him and confirm he's undersized (was bang on my guess at 33cm) and let him go. One of the kids in the tinnie says something like "whoa what a monster". His mate says "shut up - he's caught more than us". I just smiled. The humble flathead never ceases to amaze me. 33cm fish taking a whole pillie that must be about 1/3 of its body length. These guys can eat. I continued for a while longer and managed to land one more fish that was slightly better, but not good enough. I netted this one which was SO much easier to deal with, did a quick measure - 35cm. The current was really starting to run now and I had drifted fair way from the beach I launched from. It was a fair slog back against the current - hence the sore shoulders today! Frustrating to not get a feed but it was - as always - great to be out on the water and I'll take catching small fish over no fish any day.
  8. Thursday just gone, Razz, Krause and myself set out just before sun-up for North Head. We're all pretty new to fishing there so were looking forward to the combo of expectation and the unknown that is so much a part of fishing mixing it with waves crashing on rocks and North Head's grand cliffs and - please, please, please this time, please - some kingfish. It's a short paddle from the ramp to the bait grounds where pretty quickly things seemed encouraging. A few bust ups in the half light and fish thick on Razz's sounder made up for the breeze that pushed us around while we tried to gather bait. A few yakkas were collected before, one by one, the breeze and impatience got the better of us and we set off around the corner toward more prospective 'real' fish grounds. We tried the first big drop off but there was nothin' doin' there and, in kayaks the swell and the breeze made staying appropriately in place quite difficult. Pretty quickly Krause was towing his live baits parallel to the cliff line and straight out to sea - as he is very inclined to do. Razz and myself hung in the first little bay near Old Man's Hat, one bait down, drifting around, and hurling plastic in all directions. I could see someone spinning from the ledge at Old Mans Hat, catching an occasional fish. It seemed a reasonable place to give a go. As time wore I grew impatient. Krause had vanished over the rolling hills of water that made up the horizon. I decided it was time to give way to the current sweeping gently oceanwards, and worked the water just out from the shore line, occasionally correcting my position to keep a safe distance from the rocks. The swell wasn't massive but it was both big enough to deserve taking account of and running straight up against the cliffs and the reverb made bobbing around in that faint bay constant work. Razz decided the move out toward the sea would likely make things even more uncomfortable and stayed put in the Old Mans Hat area. As I drifted past the landslide, another kayaker - who hadn't come with us paddled by, trolling lures. He'd caught a few bonnies and mack tuna he said. Only people out were kayaks A few drifts later Krause reappeared. He'd been smoked by something that took a livey. As we chatted I picked up a little mack tuna. Krause jumped at the chance to pop it on as a bait. More used to yellowtail as live bait, we both chuckled a bit at its size. But not even a few minutes after it was dropped down Krause had a take. Sadly the line parted and an unknown fish swam off with bait and hook. It was a barely formed thought to pull my rod from its holder and throw a lure in the general vicinity of the missing mack tuna but one cast was all it took. I let the lure sink for a few seconds and then almost in the instant I began retrieving I was on. Quickly I was confidently declared to Krause, 'this one feels like a king.' The fish went straight down in a series of runs punctuated by short breathers. As the runs continued, the initial excitement morphed in to worry. The longer the fish went without stopping, the bigger it became in my mind and the more I wanted it. And, the closer it got to the bottom the slimmer the odds became. "How deep do you think it is here", I nervously asked Krause. Neither of us had a sounder, this was the first time we'd been at North Head in conditions suitable for this bit of the headland - we were right at the heads, where the cliff turns the corner from the harbor to run up the coast. Very luckily, as the fish worked its way down, the current was steadily pushing us away from the shore, into deeper water. Luckily too the fish didn't head back toward the rocks, there's no way I could have stopped it if it had done that. As happens, when the runs finally slowed, I started trying to work the fish back. It didn't go well, I just made it angry and it took off again. On the second big pause I tried again with the same result: angry fish going deeper. I changed tactics and settled for steady pressure and only taking line that was given. It became clear this wasn't going to end quickly. Occasionally the line would angle out a bit and I thought the fish might be going to surface. They were moments of anticipation that faded to nothing, Pretty near the whole fight was straight up and down. I worked the fish up to within about 10m of the surface and there it stayed. 5m of line would come in, then 5m would go out, back and forth, as we drifted. Things passed through stages. From the initial, woohoo! to worry about how close the fish was to the bottom, to being really grateful that the fish had swum down not back to shore, to thinking this is a pretty good fish and joking, repeatedly to Krause; 'this one's legal - ha-ha', to worrying about sharks, not so much in the moment but knowing that we'd be spending some time drifting the ocean at the whim of wind current with the steady beating of a stressed fish below us. To monotony, both Krause and myself commenting on how fights that last longer than usual are great and all but it does start to drag after a while. When, eventually the fish came in to view, I was first floored, it was much bigger than I had imagined. Then, as more colour showed, I was a crestfallen. Seeing the big fork in its tail and the browny grey, I thought shark. Krause was the one who first picked it for what is was - more detached? and probably a bit cluier It was more than a moment, both of us marveled for a while at the fact of a cobia and its size as it inched toward the surface. The next big problem, one that hadn't been on the radar until we knew the reality of the fish's size was how, if at all, to get the fish aboard. We had no gaff and no gloves, only two laughingly insufficient landing nets. Krause wisely suggested recording its existence before trying anything else. I held it near the surface while he filmed for a bit. Then we consulted. We decided to try grabbing it by the tail. It would have been impossible for me to pull it within range so Krause paddled to the other side of the fish and I did what I could to swim it in his direction. As soon as he grabbed it the fish bolted back down to the 10m mark and as it did so we had line and rod running between two kayaks, with line and rod dominated by the fish, with my kayak also being pulled toward krause's by the fish's little run. It was a narrow escape for us and another is a series of unlucky breaks for the fish. It took quite a while to get the fish back up. In the meantime we went back to worrying about sharks. The second time the fish surfaced, it was properly tired and we had come up with plan B. Krause remembered he had an old pair of lip grips on board. He tossed them over with the caveat that they were not to be lost in the struggle, they were his dad's. Merely getting the fish's head close enough to reach with the grips was a major worry. Rod in one hand, my arm extend out as far from myself as I could push it, I twisted the other way to reach back over the kayak and put the grips in the fishes mouth. It took a few shots and when I finally managed it the fish just rolled and the grips popped loose - they weren't made for metre long cobia. In desperation, let me call it creative thinking out loud, I even unhooked my landing net at one point and waved it at the fishes tail. Krause laughed! I contemplated putting my hand in its mouth and hoping its teeth weren't too sharp. Likewise trying to grab it by the gills. It had to be the lip grips. They did work, sort of, eventually (and had to be repaired later). After about half a dozen tries the fish was too exhausted to roll out of them and I managed to gently pull it close enough to grab its head. I put the rod down and grabbed the leader. Krause paddled over to lift the rod to the safety of his kayak. Somewhere in the lip-gripping my line had both gone slack and got caught on something. As Krause took the rod I looked up from the fish to the rod where I saw a broken end of braid wrapped several times round the top guides. I thought of the size of the fish and the leader running from the fish to tip of my brand new rod and my stomach jumped to my throat. Lucky again: the fish was too exhausted to move. We cut the leader and I wrestled 20kg of unsecured slimy cobia over the side and into my lap. At this point the fish had one last freak out. It thrashed as I pushed it down between my legs and into the front of the kayak. It kind of swam its way to the nose where it got stuck. We'd drifted about 2kms out by this time. The paddle back to Little Manly was long and slow but happy. Stats on the whole thing are: the line was 8kg braid with a 30lb leader. I have no idea how long the fight lasted but at least half of that time was getting the fish aboard. Both Krause and I are buying gaffs! The fish measured 121cm to the fork and 135 to tip. I guess it weighed about 20kg - a cement bag being the reference point and looking at others on Fishraider, that seems about right. Below there's a pic of the bit of plastic the both the cobia and the mack tuna fell for. It was a no kingies result but, at 20kg the fish was few kilos heavier than the 'boat' it was landed from. On those grounds I think we can call the yak sesh a success. We are all looking forward to the next one
  9. Hi guys, I have to buy a second hand car soon and I'm also intending to buy a hobie outback as well. wondering what vehicle you currently use and or what your recommended vehicle would be? ideally a 4 door vehicle is preferred as I need to transport 2 kids occasionally to school for drop offs and pickups. my initial budget would be something under 15k. thanks Brad
  10. Hey, Planning on going out in the kayak tomorrow either in the upper hawkesbury for some bass or somewhere in the salt for bream. haven't decided where i was going yet but thought I would put out a feeler seeing if anyone wants to tag along, I'm going regardless but always keen for a buddy especially as I don't fish the salt much and my bream success on lures is limited but am now just aiming for consistency. I'll be leaving first light early morning depending on location so just shoot me a pm if youre keen or text me on 0417278521 Cheers
  11. And so it begins Raiders, I get a Kayak, She wants a kayak. I go fishing, she comes and now wants rod holders. Can see ill be pimping up my 9 year olds Kids kayak for the next few weeks. Well at least is a healthy way to get out of the house. Mark.
  12. Hello Raiders, As you know I've only had a Kayak for 3 weeks. I'm loving it but would like to ask who uses an anchor and what type, or on the other hand why don't you. Been looking into it so any input would be awesome. Cheers Mark.
  13. Hello Raiders, Finally got around to getting a yak. Not an expensive one but it was cracking fun today. Did the first test trip today and loaded it up and went for a paddle with my 9yo daughter. Managed all my kit, 3 rods, a net, water, food, tackle and a buckets etc etc. Cant wait to get out there again and throw a few lures and SP's around. Mark.
  14. Soon i'll be going on a fishing trip to Glenbawn dam, and camping a few nights. Now, i've fished there before from a kayak, but only casually and with little success, as well as being on a family trip. We've recently got a new 5-6m trailer-boat, and i'm debating about which would e better for a long stay. I know that the trailer-boat can't get amongst the fishy structure, but it can easily go to different spots in a shorter amount of time as well as some far away spots. I'm not even sure if there are any ramps big enough at the dam, though there probably is. I'm also concerned about the sunken debris. The kayak on the other hand can easily weave between the sunken trees, as well being easy to deploy. However, if the fish aren't biting, it takes time and effort to move to a new location. If the wind is blowing, it becomes extremely hard to keep in the butter zone. Which would be better, and are there any specifications in tackle that come with each watercraft? Cheers
  15. Hi guys just thought I'd post something to share. Went to a friend's house to test out the kayak ive just bought. The RTM Tempo. Since reading about how its a little tippy i thought of testing it out in sheltered water. It's summer in the UAE now and temps could reach as high up as the lower 50s in really warm days. Last friday was around 47/48C. I launched from one of the fronds of Palm Jumeriah. One of the Palm islands of Dubai. my launch point was the second frond To the right. I paddled for about 30 minutes to get to know how she rode before heading back, as I went past the tram rails and noticed some activity near the pylons This prompted me to paddle faster, as i was making my way to th car the water around me erupted with baitfish and a school of hungry queenfish chasing the tiny sardines that seeked cover from the moving yak. As soon as i got to shore i ran up to the car and hurriedly assembled my rod and reel. I chose to go with a tai rubber rod a round baitcaster that matched it and small slow jigs to round out the arsenal. I took a few spares with me and off i went. I wanted to go back to the pylons and drop a few jigs to see if there were some golden trevallies around. These fish are great fighters on light tackle and are quite abundant in the summer months. So off i went. As soon as i got the the middle pylon i dropped my 20g storm koika to the side and almost immediately a queenfish took the lure and started jumping. It was not the monster i hoped for but in this kind of weather, you are thankful to at least hook something. The second drop was a bit better with a good bite just off the bottom and i got rewarded with a small orange spot grouper. The third drop was quite far from the pylon as i drifted downstream a bit because of the incoming tide. Me being me, i was just too tired to paddle upstream. As expected the bites that came so sudden came to a very painful stop (sweltering to be exact). I paddled and positioned myself near the 4th pylon and looked at the jig while it was falling. As expected the flutter of these koika jigs are so enticing but more than that i was extremely surprised at how the tai rubber rod was perfect for shallow slow jigging applications. The solid tip gave the jig a nice bounce! When the jig reached the bottom, i immediately started the slow jigging motion. Before i could quarter turn my handle the rod buckled over and the drag started to scream. The combo is quite light, loaded with PE.4 the sound of the click alarm from the shimano conquest was enough to get the attention of the sunbathers on the beach. When The fish started pulling me cheers erupted - half of them might have expected a shark! At one point 3/4 of the rod was in the water because the fish went under the boat - to make matters worse the security boat was inching it's way towards me - residents and guests are allowed to fish with non motorized boats but for obvious reasons, they are very careful when it comes to boats that go too close to the pylons. I caught a lucky break when the then unidentified fish decided to go to shallower water. The thin solid tip of the rod was still in the water while i try my hardest to pull the fish. As soon as i managed to get hold of the leader, i slowly pulled the fish towards me - it was then I realized that the fish was a goldy. Not wanting to jinx myself i immediately paddled towards the car. Reaching shore i asked my cousin to take a picture of the fish - my first fish using the kayak, after a few snaps we sent him on his way. The fish was not massive , but it was a great reward after slowly roasting in the summer sun.
  16. Hey Raiders, I hope you're all having a good weekend and managing some time out, on or near the water! Friday the 13th turned out to be lucky for me! I decided to head out on the kayak, launching from Gray's Point and heading downstream. I usually drift along the river here and pick up flatties and bream with the odd whiting thrown in. This day I wanted to head up around the corner to the deeper water between Gymea and Yowie bays. I've caught a kingfish there before and I wanted to try jigging for them again. There wasn't much action on the paddle along so decided to head straight for the area in about 16m of water. Got to my place and put a SP jig over the side to work its magic. Thought I might snag a snapper whilst I was there so lobbed a prawn over the other side on the light tackle rod, with 2500 baitrunner reel and sat back to enjoy the beautiful day. Sunshine, blue skies and no wind. After about 10 minutes the baitrunner has a touch and a bit of line is taken. Then a bit more. Then its off like mad! Kingy I thought and started to panic as its 4lb braid and 8lb fc leader. Take it easy I tell myself and don't fight it too hard. As I'm thinking all this and trying to stay calm the fish is getting tangled up in the SP line over the other side so I'm having to try and untangle and fight the fish at the same time, not easy in a kayak! Decided to chance it and put the rod in the holder while I untangled and prayed that it wouldn't get loose and spit the hook. Working as fast as I could I managed to untangle and bring in the SP line. Now, back to the fight. There was some decent weight in the fish and it started to slow and I was able to bring back some line. A few more half-hearted runs and I could see colour at last. Its length was good and nice a sliver and I was thinking "kingy"! But as it came up and then hit the surface I couldn't believe it - a jewie! Nice big, fat jewfish flapping on the surface. Cleared the decks on the kayak and out came the lip grips and brought it over the side. A quick measure and I reckon it was around 72cm, a PB for me and a legal fish! I had no ice, a small esky and so, after a few snaps, decided to let the lovely fish go and fight another day. A fantastic, lucky by-catch and had me smiling for the rest of the afternoon!
  17. Hi all, Been a long time reader – finally caught something of note to put a report up! I managed to get up to Boomerang beach on the weekend with the gf with the view of getting in a quick kayak fish to try and catch one of the large kingies/cobia/longtail I hear are about this time of year. With still seas/wind I managed to launch the kayak at around 4pm Saturday and paddled to a reef off one of the headlands where I could catch a few livebait. I started burleying and as soon as the bread touched the water there was a whole school of fish below my kayak. I managed 3 yakkas in quick succession then got a nice slimy which was pinned straight through the nose and thrown behind the kayak. Not wanting too many livebait (only a bucket with no aerator) I started my paddle around the headland. There were many LBG fisherman on the rocks and I made sure I gave them and their balloons/floats a wide berth. After passing the LBG guys I was able to come in closer to the rocks where after a short while I sounded a big ball of bait which looked to be harassed by something. I looked with anticipation as the slimy started darting around then nothing, I reeled the line in and he had managed to get off. I quickly pinned a yakka through the nose and paddled back to where the bait ball was. On dropping the yakka down he quickly started to bounce around evading something. I thought to myself that I had to be in with a chance here when I feel weight on the rod and that great sound zzzzz. This thing took off quickly and was towing me straight to the rocks making me nervous I was getting too close to the wash. At this point I thought it was a kingy trying to take me straight into structure so I started palming the spool lightly, when it did a 180 turn and headed out to sea at speed staying up high. After two or three long runs it must have taken over 100 metres of line out and was dragging my kayak further and further out (later looking at my sounder it was only 400 metres or so – felt a lot further at the time!). I was slowly getting line back and after another 20-25 minutes minutes and a lot of circling (doing its best to try tip me out) I had it next to the kayak. Without a net or gaff I had no idea how to get it in, I couldn’t reach down and grab its tail so I started trying to lip grip it, grab its fins etc which was to no avail. I started leaning over further careful to not flip the kayak and after what would have been 10 attempts I finally managed to grab its tail and swung it into the kayak. I was absolutely over the moon in shock that I had actually caught a longtail (I didn’t really believe I had a chance!). Now began the nervous long paddle back with the kayak a lot closer to the waterline than before. After getting home exhausted and excited I measured it and it went 111cm to the tip – does anyone have an idea how heavy that would be? I was thinking 20kg+ as it was pretty hard to hold up for the photo! Sorry for no pictures out on the water – I didn’t have a camera until I got home. Could I please enter this into the April catch of the month? Thanks for reading! Mike edit: Mods/admin could you please resize the pictures appropriately? They seem to be coming out tiny on my computer.
  18. Hi folks, It has been an eternity since my last post, but here it is. I finally landed a few bream on a hard body lure. I decided that I had enough of reading posts and magazine articles depicting small lures hanging out of the gobs of monstrous blue nosed bream. It was time I got one for myself. I did a bit of a search and purchased a few breamy looking lures. The next day I was geared for war and with my new collection of bream lures I set off in search of old blue nose. Sitting in my kayak, drifting slowly, I cast towards every bit of shade I could find. After two hours with no luck, I cast perfectly under a huge over hanging tree. All the casting practice with small lures had finally paid off, I started to slowly wind in when I felt a few nudges. A well undersized bream took the little river2sea lure, It was not much but made me smile. To my surprise another bream was sitting in the same bit of shade, he was fairly small also but for me this was a massive win. After no more hits in that area I moved underneath a bridge and cast towards all the pylons. Boom got a hit as soon as my lure landed. The fish swam underneath the Kayak but always seemed to be on the surface. Eventually brought in the little taylor, wishing it was another bream. Just before I called it quits I decided to have a few casts along a weed bed, the current and wind pushed my kayak towards every unwanted angle. I was just about to straighten up my kayak ready to move and my drag started to run a bit. Winding up I felt the kicks of a still small but slightly bigger bream. Was so thrilled about it that I managed to take a pic of him from my phone. It's not much to look at but made my trip worth it. Thanks for reading. Reeseman. My collection of new bream lures. Just a small one but was plenty of fun.
  19. G'day Raiders! With a decent spell of weather managed to get the kayak out onto the Georges for a cracker sesh on Sunday with a couple of mates. Launched near Lugarno at about 10 and paddled our way around testing my new Garmin Echo 300C sounder which has a few hiccups with the silicone moulding but works a treat regardless. Started off flicking plastics for bream in tight structure and man if I landed 5 fish I got smoked by the same amount! There were plenty of bruisers hiding in gnarly rock ledges ready to wreck my 6lb leader. Sure wakes you up in the morning though! New sunline 8 carrier braid held well though. Not as nice as the YGK i had on before but still cuts the mustard. Approaching high tide at about 1:30 started throwing bigger paddle tails around hoping for a wandering Jew, but to no avail on my part. Couldn't track down decent structure and drift it properly so that's a technique to work on. Headed to the other side of the river to work some more structure for bream, and after pulling a 30cm from a deep patch close to shore I hook into what feels like the fish of the day and eventually up pops my first EP! Have been hoping to come accross these fiesty buggers at some point and it looks like we found a school . After the first which is my now PB at 35cm got another at about the same size and my mate grabbed his first as well at about 25-30. Great fun on the bream gear and had me under and around the yak a few times before boating them! Just as we were going to drift on and check some old oyster leases my mate strikes up hard into what we think is a solid EP, until the weight just won't budge and starts taking line! To cut a 20 minute fight in current and drifting near large obstacles short....what we had called for a metre plus jew ended up being a 72 cm schoolie hooked in the gill plate making it feel like a mother. However...This was my mates first jew and he had been chasing them on plastics for 6 months waiting for his first, so we were all cheering. Not bad on 6lb Headed over to the leases for a few nice 30s bream and paddled back up current for a few ks to the launch at sunset. The arms were burning but the company was good. Some pics to cap it off. Hope you enjoyed thanks for reading. Witha
  20. Spent some time in forster and whilst there hired a kayak, the wife and I enjoyed kayaking and I am now thinking of getting a kayak to enjoy, and also to fish from for some fun. I'm definitely entering at the budget end and as a first timer don't want to spend heaps on a kayak and find I really didn't enjoy it as much as I thought. I can't see that happening though :-) Plan is to fish Tuggerah lakes area, lake Macquarie and Brisbane water. Being a novice that is not keen on meeting god too soon I plan to stay close to the shoreline and fish wharfs and moored boats etc for bream, flathead etc. Once I get my Arnie Kayak arms I can head further in to trouble. Question time: Would a kayak like one of these suit this purpose, with ability down the track to head further in to lake Macquarie etc and get in to some of the locations not reachable shore based. And now for general Kayaking questions. Should I be tethering myself to my kayak so if I ditch, the kayak will not get too far away, obviously a PFD would be used. I weigh 90kg, 6'1", very dark brown hair and blue eyes, though the last two probably don't matter much for kayaking I imagine.
  21. Hello all. Typically when I go fishing, I go with my housemate - we are both female - so we need to be able to lift the kayak on to the roof of a RAV4 and secure it. Am thinking seriously about getting a pedal Hobie for fishing and to get some exercise in. There might be times where we just go out for a paddle - minus the fishing gear. One of the main factors I am concerned about is the weight, as lifting 45kg's will be quite hard. Does anyone have a view as to if tandem or 2*single kayaks would be better? and reasons? Cheers all
  22. hey raiders, Well this one has been coming for a while. I started my quest for a jewie around a year ago and only just purchased a setup to seriously target them, I must have read the JEWFISH TACTICS from start to finnish about a million times. I packed all the stuff into the ute this morning fresh after giving my reels a minor service yesterday and so I was feeling good, the weather report on the other hand was a bit blowy so I was trying to think of places to get out of the wind. I was ready to fish bait or SP so I guess I would just decide when I got on the water. I was on the water around 810 and the wind was only just bare able when I was able to get behind some structure to block it. I initially decided to put the anchor out and hang back from the structure and cast my SP's out towards it or beside it. after snagging three times and re rigging I decided to pull anchor and drift around a bit using the double hop method I was working the base of the structure going from one piece of structure to the next. after about one hour I casted my SP right up next to this wall and let it sink down gave it one double hop and then when i went for the next one I thought oh great Iv snagged myself again and then ZZZZZZZZZZZ and massive head shakes I was thinking holly crap have I actually hooked one????? yeh Im pretty sure I have. Ok now i just gotta get it in the net so I got the net ready and sat it on my lap. as I was fighting it i could feel like a grinding action and I thought there might be some rocks below me and by now my adrenaline was through the roof I was talking myself through what I was doing when i got my first glimpse of the fish I was first of all glad it was a Jew and glad I had hooked it on my 4-7 kg rod and not the 2-5 that I was using earlier. when it got to the surface it wasn't ready to go in the net and took another run the second time i got it up I still couldn't believe I had hooked one and then came the first real attempt to get it in the net I lifted my rod tip up and his head came out of the water and he didn't like that either so went for another run, by this time i had figured out what the grinding was it was the leader rubbing on its teeth. I calmed myself down and thought through what I was going to do….. I got him to the surface again and grabbed the trace, opened the bail arm, put the rod in its holder, lead the trace and the fish into the net (which didn't fit) and lifted it onto my lap. I can't explain how happy I was. I was so stoked. my next thought was ok I need a picture, geez I wonder if its legal its gonna be close…… close wasn't the word!!!!!! so I put him in my keeper net and attached it to the yak and paddled to the nearest piece of land that I could stand on and get some decent pics I beached the yak and got the brag mat and laid it down. I s#@t you not it was 69.9cm which Im sure if I was pulled up I would of been able to stretch it the last bit, but that wasn't the point I couldn't do it so I netted it again and by this time the wind had picked up and the chop was washing into the yak and I was soaked from head to toe I paddled over to near where I caught him because the water that was washing up on the beach was dirty as, he was now full of life so i lifted him out of the net and layed it on my lap and grabbed my long nose pliers and struggled to get the jig and SP back but did so and then layed him back in the water and he took off as faster than I could believe and I felt like I had made a mistake but I know I had done the right thing. I can't wait to catch my next one !!!!!! I was using one of the Squidgy 100mm fish in the dark colour with the speckles in it. 1/4 TT headlock jighead 30lb leader 22 lb main line ( which I think I might go to 30 lb) 4-7 kg rod 4000 diawa reel the tide was at it lowest point right at the turn of the tide. I was fishing the lower George's cheers
  23. Woke up at 7 this morning with my brother, planning to get straight on the water with our 2 man kayak. We ended up reaching mainabar by 8:20ish and pumped all our yabbies in 30 mins Started fishing from the east most beach facing easy but the water was moving to much, do we hoped backed in the kayak and paddled a bit further west and fished facing north. In a few hours I had caught one tiny flatty and my brother was on the big 0 We ended up moving into burraneer bay and only catching some tiny snapper. Had two catana rods with light set ups ( braid and fluro with 1/8th jigs) mainly with SPs We also had a crappy rod set up with a long shank hook for the yabbies... There is probably a long list, but what did we do wrong and can I have any tips?!?!? Thanks guys
  24. Hello fellow raiders, this is my first time posting on fishraider and i'm seeking for your help. Been fishing land based for a while, tried rock fishing, beach fishing etc, but now I'm keen to spice things up and take fishing up a notch. I was hoping you guys could lead me to the right path for purchasing a fishing kayak and also the gears that come along with it. So what exactly do i need to buy (sounder,trolling motor(?), specific rods (?), lanyard(?)), and how much should I be ready to pay for everything all up? I'm also wondering if those kayaks on ebay/gumtree that goes for around 300-400$ worth buying? Hope I can get this plan running smoothly asap!! Cheers Kelvin
  25. gday guys, mad keen fisho here, been thinking about my trip all week in my head looking forward to going for a kayak and getting my first kingie! (although ive been trying for a while hah) Here is my plan so far and im very open to suggestions or anything i could do different to help me 1)Get in the water at the latest before first light,2) i have a two rodd set up. one with 20lb line and 30lb leader with whole fresh squid on two gang hooks and the other with a 100mm metal lure if anything pops up. 3)ive got a burley bucket aswell to drag around too.4) As as far as where to go on the yak im not sure yet im thinking either west head/barrenjoey or further inside pittwater around the moorings. If you guys can provide and suggestions it would be much appreciated cheers, mick