Great day out on Moreton

[Snodger]

Launched at gentlemans hours from white island and started cruising out the river to a spot recomended by the bay whisperer. Bumped into the man himself and Dean on the way back from a comp and he gave us some more advice and some leftover pike he had. Thanks for your help this weekend Shano.
The bay looked great with enough breeze to make some smallish waves and patchy to light cloud cover. Perfect. I never seem to do any good on glassed out days so I was pretty happy to see these conditions.
Trolled around for a while looking for some tailor and I spied some birds doing circle work a km or so out. Up rods and off we go on what I thought would be another frustrating tuna chase as they had all ended up badly previously. Positioned us so the wind blew us into the school a couple of times and yep, no joy. Said to Cheryl lets just sit here a while and see where they pop up next. The answer came pretty quickly with the school busting up 20m in front of the boat. Threw one out and it landed right in the middle of the hungry mob....no hookup. Jease. Cheryl was casting backhanded and got the bait out maybe 6 foot max from the boat. Clicked the bail over just in time to get smashed by a freight train . Anyhow was just about to cast one out the back and thought better of it thinking I better help Cheryl out as the stradic 4000 was quickly running out of line, so on the motor and chased pretty hard to gain back some line. Cheryl was OMGing quite a bit as the line was stripped time and time again. For goodness sake lift and wind lift and wind. That was what I was thinking anyhow but didnt say it as she continualy wound the handle. But to her credit she did keep pressure on the fish at all times. Only had to offer advice a couple of times when the tuna got close to the boat, other than that she was all over it. All of a sudden the line went slack abd I saw a tuna rip past the nose of the galey. Ahh bugger we said just as her line went ripping under the boat again. Same fish??? not sure but it ran again and again and didnt look like stopping. Starting to think they went tag team on the hook. After 20 minutes or so we had it boatside and a perfect gaff and it was in the boat. It just went shy of 80cm, the best fish we have landed for quite a while and one tired and happy Cheryl leaning back on the seat with a smile a mile wide.
After that we went around the east of mud and trolled for a while. C landed 2 tailor one of which went 37 the other just under size.
Decided to head back to the river and have a crack. On the way back the tuna started busting up again. Put the boat in position and waited. The water erupted 10m from the boat but we missed out this time. Gotta say there is nothing like 100's of tuna busting up all round the boat. The noise is amazing.
Had a quick fish at a spot recomended again by the whisperer to no avail and headed back to the ramp to clean the tuna.
Fried up some steaks tonight. Yummo.
Anyhow the count was Cheryl 3 Steve 0. But hey its the skipper who keeps putting her onto them thats what I say.
Pics below.