Decided last night that a early morning fish was in order.
Jump out of bed with a startle when I saw the clock saying 6:10. Woke the lad with a lets go fishing whisper ( gotta love the face of a sleepy/ excited boy) lol
Half way to the ramp I get a weather report saying the time was 5:30. WOOPS read the clock wrong. haha
Launched the boat round to my first spot first cast bang I got smashed I didnt think this thing was gunna stop. After a great fight I land a PB trevally @ 55cm.
After a few hours of many hits and a few Flatties landed we decide another spot was in order. Silly dad decides we can just make a short cut over the weed bed. About a 3rd of the way across we come to a halt so out we get and start pushing. As you could guess we didnt make the other side before the hull was sucking to the bank. After much grunting and goaning we turn her around and went back where we come from .
Tried other spots with little luck, all and all a great day on the water.
Bring home tally for the day one trevor and one 47cm flattie.
kleyny
Oh and anyone got a good way of cooking trevally? I dont normally bring home different fish but wanted to try a trevor ( been getting mixed reports on quality)