Well they have all gone to see you. Not a mouth in site. Just a little flatty the other day and he jumped off before I had a chance to let him off. The worms are fine ... it must just be!
A new bit of info: to keep the worms going get an old bit of heshian (old bag) and wet it in the ocean then get some seaweed and roll the worms and the weed up together and store in the shadow of something.
There you go.
Friday, June 10, 2005
Saturday, May 28, 2005
Its been good
Yesterday I got snapped off big time ... not sure by what.
Anyway I got some of this new graphite wire like tresse braid lead thingo. Works well and have landed with it. Nothing jumped off to date.
But the end of Autumn is nigh! The last evening past of hanging on to summer,
So what will winter bring. I'm looking forward to some big Tailor. Love em.
Sliced to the bone across the sides. Hot plate on high. Oil and butter on the plate, seasoning sprinkled on the fish both sides. 3 minutes a side and there you have one great taste.
One more worm left for the morning!
Keep an ear out.
Anyway I got some of this new graphite wire like tresse braid lead thingo. Works well and have landed with it. Nothing jumped off to date.
But the end of Autumn is nigh! The last evening past of hanging on to summer,
So what will winter bring. I'm looking forward to some big Tailor. Love em.
Sliced to the bone across the sides. Hot plate on high. Oil and butter on the plate, seasoning sprinkled on the fish both sides. 3 minutes a side and there you have one great taste.
One more worm left for the morning!
Keep an ear out.
Sunday, May 22, 2005
Great Morning
Better now!
And a great morning for a little fishing ... Emphasis on little.
Four fish ashore before a keepable one in the bag. A nice 32cm whiting who decided that he had a major dislike for sand!
I took him on a plate to friends for their breakfast.
Great autumn down here.
And the worms ... long term keeping ... if you roll them in beach sand, wrap them in newspaper and freeze them they'll be ok for a long time. When you want to use them just give them an hour or two thawing, soak them in salt water for a little then bingo! Fresh live dead worms! Bobby told me that this morning on the beach. Thanks Bobby
Tight lines etc!
And a great morning for a little fishing ... Emphasis on little.
Four fish ashore before a keepable one in the bag. A nice 32cm whiting who decided that he had a major dislike for sand!
I took him on a plate to friends for their breakfast.
Great autumn down here.
And the worms ... long term keeping ... if you roll them in beach sand, wrap them in newspaper and freeze them they'll be ok for a long time. When you want to use them just give them an hour or two thawing, soak them in salt water for a little then bingo! Fresh live dead worms! Bobby told me that this morning on the beach. Thanks Bobby
Tight lines etc!
Wednesday, May 18, 2005
all good and new
New worms today, big big seas. Youl'd think that there would be no fish. Correct. Had a throw today in the arvo but big movement, big weed and not a nibble. Dosen't matter. Nice energy though.
New reel too! More later ... when ? Soon
Maybe tomoz
Seeyalater
New reel too! More later ... when ? Soon
Maybe tomoz
Seeyalater
Thursday, May 12, 2005
I'm Back
Been crook as.
Got some fresh blood the other day and last night finally tracked down and bagged a beautiful 35cm Cockney off the beach. Went up a few hook sizes to no 2 long shank and went back to the old small reel and the simple setup of sinker running, swivel a good 40cm trace then the hook with a big fat wormie. Hit like a bomb and took off which required a little playing with the tension (on the fly). The light rod was fun and finally got him in in the dark. I think it was a bloke.
So I thought it was a bream but when a mate came around for tucker him reckons it was a Squire. Out came the fish reference books. Guess what it is a Cockney ... in the snapper class.
But still crook as ... so gotta go.
Got some fresh blood the other day and last night finally tracked down and bagged a beautiful 35cm Cockney off the beach. Went up a few hook sizes to no 2 long shank and went back to the old small reel and the simple setup of sinker running, swivel a good 40cm trace then the hook with a big fat wormie. Hit like a bomb and took off which required a little playing with the tension (on the fly). The light rod was fun and finally got him in in the dark. I think it was a bloke.
So I thought it was a bream but when a mate came around for tucker him reckons it was a Squire. Out came the fish reference books. Guess what it is a Cockney ... in the snapper class.
But still crook as ... so gotta go.
Friday, April 29, 2005
after coffee
I suppose its always after coffee.
New worms today so a little outing in the afternoon say a near empty basket until a little Tailor came ashore with worm in mouth disease. He was released and is back out there telling all his mates what its like on land. If only they knew eh!
Funny how we really believe we are in charge when we hunt. Actually its just a great form of meditation. Leave it to bigger energy forces and the catching thing will happen.
Next morning now and a nice little Whiting for the pan. Amazing morning. Still, a little fog, and a very good crowd of social walkers ... alll surprised that fish are actually caught. Does that mirror some condescending behaviour? I wonder.
New worms today so a little outing in the afternoon say a near empty basket until a little Tailor came ashore with worm in mouth disease. He was released and is back out there telling all his mates what its like on land. If only they knew eh!
Funny how we really believe we are in charge when we hunt. Actually its just a great form of meditation. Leave it to bigger energy forces and the catching thing will happen.
Next morning now and a nice little Whiting for the pan. Amazing morning. Still, a little fog, and a very good crowd of social walkers ... alll surprised that fish are actually caught. Does that mirror some condescending behaviour? I wonder.
Thursday, April 28, 2005
Welcome
Thought I'd avago you know.
For many years I've known of the 'blog' and now it could be that I'm having my own blog. Sort a like going out to the thunder box for a think and a read.
The older I get it seems the simpler life should be. I fish and swim and surf most mornings and fish most afternoons. Two whiting last night none this morning. Worms are off I think. Which springs to mind that this could be a good place to have a fishing journal, swimming journal, surfing journal, life journal.
My old mate Barry on Bondi Beach has fished there since 1958 and has a journal of every days' fishing ... 700 whiting last year ... yes 700! Go Bazza. He knows when they come on and for how long, the tide the bloody everything and the bloody worms ... those queensland blood worms ... are gold ... dont tell anyone though.
But its all in the feel you know. I got this new rod a few months back .. a ten footer ... as soft as and a bit rediculous for surf beach fishing but i think its ideal. Just get the right lead for the job and there's not many days where a fish will swim by your blood worm.
The thrill of a tight line eh! The sizzle of a fresh fish in the pan on the barbie. Fed four on Monday from the morning's catch. Oil and a little butter in the pan. Lightly over. Concockted a sauce of garlic and ginger and a million other goodies to go over the top, a crisp little Riesling ... its alright down here on the south coast of NSW in the land of the downunder.
Gotta go the coffee is ready.
For many years I've known of the 'blog' and now it could be that I'm having my own blog. Sort a like going out to the thunder box for a think and a read.
The older I get it seems the simpler life should be. I fish and swim and surf most mornings and fish most afternoons. Two whiting last night none this morning. Worms are off I think. Which springs to mind that this could be a good place to have a fishing journal, swimming journal, surfing journal, life journal.
My old mate Barry on Bondi Beach has fished there since 1958 and has a journal of every days' fishing ... 700 whiting last year ... yes 700! Go Bazza. He knows when they come on and for how long, the tide the bloody everything and the bloody worms ... those queensland blood worms ... are gold ... dont tell anyone though.
But its all in the feel you know. I got this new rod a few months back .. a ten footer ... as soft as and a bit rediculous for surf beach fishing but i think its ideal. Just get the right lead for the job and there's not many days where a fish will swim by your blood worm.
The thrill of a tight line eh! The sizzle of a fresh fish in the pan on the barbie. Fed four on Monday from the morning's catch. Oil and a little butter in the pan. Lightly over. Concockted a sauce of garlic and ginger and a million other goodies to go over the top, a crisp little Riesling ... its alright down here on the south coast of NSW in the land of the downunder.
Gotta go the coffee is ready.
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