The Bream Reaper

Onk bream caught on fly-

Onk bream caught on fly-

Onk bream caught on fly-

Some more done today for the local Bream population to chew on. Rock crab color should work.Cheers Dazz

With the weather being a bit milder yesterday I decided to try to get a couple of Redfin from some schools I have found in the deeper pools of water near my house. Armed with a box of Buggers and my 4wt I marched off to try and find the reddies......Problem is I had to find the water first! Boy has it dropped in the last couple weeks.....Finally found a pool with some water in it and I could see a school of 6-8 reddies milling around on the bottom.....Started flicking Woolly Buggers at the reddies and first cast I hooked up to a little rainbow that spat the hooks, I reckon the fly was almost as big as him! A few casts later and his bigger brother came out to play and after a quick pic was released....I continued to cast to the reddies, as I could see a couple of absolute STONKERS in there! The bloody rainbows kept getting in the way though- ended up getting five of them, which were released after quick pics. It's funny that now Im not specifically trying for trout I end up not being able to get past them to get to the Redfin! Unfortunately I am pretty sure that the few pools that remain in this area will almost totally dry out over the next few weeks, which is really bad news for these fishes.After an hour or so, after making the "one last cast" call, my olive Woolly Bugger was absolutely SMASHED by something in the depth of the pool, with only my leader length out of the rod tip! This fish had some serious weight to it and immediately pulled a length of line out of my hand. It screamed around the pool a couple of times and actually leapt out of the water on two occasions- my rod was bent right over, and the 4wt NRX is certainly no noodle. At first I though it was a decent trout, given the jumps, however after a couple of minutes slugging it out a HUGE Redfin broke the surface about 2m from my feet..... This fish was easily my PB Redfin and my heart leapt into my mouth as I reached for my net. It surged off again across the pool and buried itself under a large boulder on the opposite side- it felt as if it my line was snagged tight. Just after I decided to get wet and cross the pool to try and unsnag myself, the reddy swam out from under the rock and I managed to swim it to my feet..... Just as I reach out with the net my bugger shot out of its mouth, past my right ear, and the fish slowly decended back into the murky water. NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! The hook had actually bent open in the fight and the fish had just slid off. :-(Anyway, here's some trout pics....http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/4NICK8/photo-2298.jpghttp://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/4NICK8/photo-259.jpg

Ok , so on Wed smoko i got a call from my old boss asking "you doing much tomoz ? Thinking of going on a fishing charter , would you like to come ?" . My instant reply "is a ducks a@#$ water tight" . It was predicted to be 41 deg anyway so i wasn't to keen to work doing some roofing , not that i needed an excuse like this to take the day of . Got a call a bit later saying it was on and to be ready by 4:15am . Mark was at my door on time and we headed of on an adventure . We were down at Cape Jervois to meet the charter on time and head out before the birds were chirping and wouldn't you know it , the charter fella was a tad late . Makes a change as Mark usually drives Miss Daisy and we are late ? On board and loaded up we headed out through Backstairs Passage towards the Pages and it wasn't long before we could see the birds bombing the water . Motored towards them and we got close enough to see the Tuna breaching out the surface smashing the bait . What a sensational sight . "To small" cries the skipper and we cruise past heading further out into the big blue . After what seems like an eternity , a few more to small cries and barely seeing land the skipper is telling us to put our line's out . Not to long into the trawl and my rod buckles over and i am onto my first Tuna . After a shortish battle and getting to see colour the hooks pulled with the fish about 5-10 meter's below the boat . Bugger . Off Trawling again and before i could turn the camera on there was a double hookup with one of the rods being mine . A bit of pandemonium and a little bit of underwater footage two Tuna are on board with me landing my first ever Tuna . A bit more of a trawl this time but again i couldn't get the camera on while i was onto another Tuna . Now by this time i hung my rod up to let other people on board to catch a Tuna them selves and be fair but then i was thinking of the other times i had been on charters and didn't even catch a fish because other people had got the boat limit before i really had even had a crack so this time i thought bugger it and after some one had been busted off a couple of times had landed one them selve and was still trying to catch a fish every time we did a pass i had a crack again . This time i got the hook up on camera but a minute or so in to the epic battle , the bloody battery went flat . This time tho the braid had some fray in it so the skipper told me not to put to much drag on this fish and take my time . 10-15 minutes later i had it on board ? This one was also my biggest fish for the day . Awesome stuff . Once the boat limit was reached we headed closer to shore to have a crack for some Snapper . Managed to get a few 45-50cm models but then we caught 3 eagle rays and the skipper decided to call it a day and we headed back to port . Cant thank Lands End Pro Charters enough for the epic adventure chasing Tuna and what an awesome and spectacular day . Cheers fellas .http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2J2AdEoJ8jwCouple of bits i need to re edit on this ?

The Mrs suspected a dead mouse on Monday :ohmy:Tuesday she decided the garbage bins were on the nose.Wednesday she told me to check the carport for a dead possum or Rat.Pfft whatever, I'll get around to it.Home from work after Thursdays heat and the stench had escalated to life threatening proportions!!! CODE RED the back of the house was in lockdown.Mrs went to the shops and I got off my ass to see what the fuss was about ;)Into the carport and a shot of adrenalin went through me as I saw the top of my white bucket in the boat!Ahhh shit!!! This was gunna be wrong in ten types of ways.Overwhelmed by the foulness I set about hatching a cunning plan.I dug a hole.... A very big deep hole that Im proud of. Man I love a good hole in the ground. But this was a purpose dug disposal hole.I went to the bucket with my t-shirt over my nose... That first movement lifting the bucket seemed to release the heart of the stench and it assailed my senses in a really physical way.Im no pussy right, never gag at bad scenes or smells or people hurling, but the walk from my boat to the hole with the bucket really tested my gag reflex.Next was to remove the pilchard from the plastic bag (big kilo+ block) and into the hole with minimum fuss.DONE in one movement.... Then it happened... Wave after wave of sweet sweet acrid, ghoulish, unholy funk hit me.... Each wave stronger than the last... And the sight was of grey slimey, semi broiled barely recognisable big pillies.... And cent-r-meter long 3mm thick highly mobile maggots.I gagged, gained control and then lost it and fully wretched. Then screamed at the dogs to STAYAWAYFORJESUSCHRISTSAKESDOGSDONTGONEAR!My neighbor freaked out at the wrenching and the stench and the yelling and called my Mrs.MRS answered her mobile and laughed... "he is just a :c idiot, dont worry, he just left his bait in the boat since Saturday "Back to the mission and I legged it to the shed, caught my breath, settled my churning guts and grabbed my respirator!It was dusk by now and I strode across the backyard breathing through the filters like Darth Vader... The kids were perched at the window staring in amazement as their Vader-like father in boxers, crocks and spew stained t shirt filled in this unholy grave mess with dirt!The bags were bleached and triple wrapped in garbage bags and now sit odorlessly in the bin.The bucket was bleached and is now standing, full of dirt in the far corner if the yard next to the compost bin.It stands there now as a reminder to any of you lazy fishos out there to never, never ever leave yer bait in the boat!(not one word of exaggeration above) :laugh: :silly: Stay safe fello fishers.... Stay safe

Woke up this morning and found that my Super 7/8N must have had babies, as there was two new reels and no other way for them to appear there (at least that is what I told my wife).. :evil:

Woke up this morning and found that my Super 7/8N must have had babies, as there was two new reels and no other way for them to appear there (at least that is what I told my wife).. :evil:

Woke up this morning and found that my Super 7/8N must have had babies, as there was two new reels and no other way for them to appear there (at least that is what I told my wife).. :evil:

nice! i knew the red fish would looks sweet.you not the only abel addict that fishnutz has made

I only use Sunline Super PE mate so I don't know whether Finns is different diameter but I have 300 meters of 40lb on mine which then leaves enough room for my Rio Bonefish or Camolux intermediate line to fit on top. Cheers Dazz

Now you know why I told you that color looks so coooooool :evil: :evil: :evil: I nearly bought it myself but they have some new stuff coming out soon that I might get Suffer my friend your addiction has only just begun :laugh:Enjoy and Happy Birthday .Cheers Dazz

Well my Fly Fishing knowledge can be noted on one side of post stamp.But damn! That reel looks like it was just meant to catch fish!Looks good BR, Hope you have some fun with it! TT

Rollcast, I never post location in my posts and try to make all my photos so only people who already fish the area will recognize it so I don't get your post. I am very protective of this area as I live on its doorstep- I too have fished there for well over 20 years.. Not too sure what you mean about giving away too much as your post definitely does, shall I stop posting? I get lots of PMs asking location and I have never told anyone and prefer to fish on my own.

this is the take ...hook up ....fight and landing of a good friends first trout on fly many years ago.we named him suburban...because of the concrete jungle he resides in.jaggy bugger.. id tried many times to no avail to raise this fish.peace

Awesome mate.

Great pics. if they dont make you wanna get out and chase trout nothing will.

Forgot to go to a conference today *cough* so I decided to return to the pool where I recently caught my first trout on fly (wooly bugger). Water was moving slowly and a bit murkier than on saturday. I tied on a bead head Mrs Simpson and had a hard strike after only a few casts, but unfortunately the fly and fish parted ways a few seconds later. Just after dropping that fish I saw two surface strikes about 10 metres or so from the large overhanging rock I was flicking wets under. Plenty of insect life was active, and the splashes I saw were enough to convince me to tie on a dry fly......Just after retrieving my first cast I noted one of the locals having trying to have 'sexy time' with my innocent little CDC emerger. This gave me some encouragement that I had sorta matched the hatch, and hopefully I could fool a trouty or two too!A few casts later, underneath an overhanging tree, my fly was smashed off the surface. Unfortunately I was too busy day-dreaming and I failed to set the hook. Such a rush watching your fly get smashed off the surface. With my heart pounding I flicked another cast in to the same area... nothing..... another cast..... nothing... just when I thought I have blown my chances my fly was again smashed, the fish actually leaping part way out the water. This time I was ready and after a very, very brief tussle another nice little 'bow was in my net.Safely released to grow a bit biggerhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wo5q21cvOrEThis fly fishing is very addictive, especially the surfaces takes.

Forgot to go to a conference today *cough* so I decided to return to the pool where I recently caught my first trout on fly (wooly bugger). Water was moving slowly and a bit murkier than on saturday. I tied on a bead head Mrs Simpson and had a hard strike after only a few casts, but unfortunately the fly and fish parted ways a few seconds later. Just after dropping that fish I saw two surface strikes about 10 metres or so from the large overhanging rock I was flicking wets under. Plenty of insect life was active, and the splashes I saw were enough to convince me to tie on a dry fly......Just after retrieving my first cast I noted one of the locals having trying to have 'sexy time' with my innocent little CDC emerger. This gave me some encouragement that I had sorta matched the hatch, and hopefully I could fool a trouty or two too!A few casts later, underneath an overhanging tree, my fly was smashed off the surface. Unfortunately I was too busy day-dreaming and I failed to set the hook. Such a rush watching your fly get smashed off the surface. With my heart pounding I flicked another cast in to the same area... nothing..... another cast..... nothing... just when I thought I have blown my chances my fly was again smashed, the fish actually leaping part way out the water. This time I was ready and after a very, very brief tussle another nice little 'bow was in my net.Safely released to grow a bit biggerhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wo5q21cvOrEThis fly fishing is very addictive, especially the surfaces takes.

Taken last night by my brother!

ive seen photos ... nice work mate... dont leave people hanging mn show the world

Hey Nick,Do you realize that without photos it didn't happen :evil: :evil: Cheers DazzWell done by the way