Swell: low NE
Current: at Sunshine Reef, from south, ~1kph
Launch point: Middle Groyne
Participants: Richmond, Sunshiner
0445. Body at low ebb. iPad wakes me, and wife. Wife grunts, turns over, I groan, turn out. Check weather on waking up device (aka iPad). Fabulous. Can't even hear any surf on Sunshine Beach. Maybe because I'm deaf. Turn good ear to east. Now can hear surf, but nothing to worry about. No significant wind, not even at DIP.
Brekky over, visit toilet then drag on wetsuit. Bad luck and stupid to don wetty before visiting toilet. Zook and Supalite wait in carport, both preloaded yesterday arvo. Zook starts -- bewdy!
Still bloody dark at MG carpark. Lucky zook headlights work better than tail lights. Richmond there already, with headlight thingy on head, stuffing things into/onto BFS. Down to beach together, only one other person, possibly somnambulist. Still only 0530. Sunrise 0600. Warm today but not giving up wetsuit just yet. Maybe last trip wearing wetty for this year.
Oops, left PFD in car. Return to beach to find Rich and yak have become barely recognizable fuzzy blob just off end of groyne. My turn. No probs. Dry bum.
Radio checks done, we paddle off in different directions, Rich to north. I go east, intent on nailing the cobia I know is hunting near shark net. Or Spaniard if cobia slept in.
Lots of stuff on sounder, probably beach toys lost by tourists. Or drowned tourists. Cobia and Spaniard miss chance of lifetime to become famous. Now passing Fairy Pools and only fish are small mac tuna breakfasting and not interested in my trolled offering, thankfully.
Rich is out at JS, reporting mac tuna and small bt cod. My Etrex says A-Bay Reef 1.48km. Sea almost flat, no wind, mac tuna splashing. No fish on sounder when reef reached, no fish on sounder anywhere out here.
Tie on secret weapon, set at 28m with heavy outfit. Should go off pretty soon. Then SP swims to bottom. Surprised not eaten immediately. Try again, and again. Secret weapon still a secret after 30min. SP virgo intacta. Conditions to die for, but dead.
Rich arrives from NW. Screaming ratchet on arrival, HULLO! Excitement at last. Lines in, camera out. Nice size mac tuna. Returned alive, but knackered.
Above: 40 second video of the capture and the fish
Probably better at deeper spot further out. We go.
Not better. Deeper, but still dead. Except for toadies. SP chopped to pieces but secret weapon still intact. 0825 Rich heads for home via Jew Shoal.
Drifting north, watching 30-33m bottom unroll on sounder, jigging SP. SLAM. Rod bends, drag screams, I'm on, bloody bewdy. Six seconds, line goes slack. How do they DO that? Hook sharp, drag smooth, Legend holding rod, HOW? At least I wasn't busted.
Thunder. Only 0915. No more action. Head for home, arrive 1020.
Glad no one asks "How'd ya go?". Pleased heart still working after non-stop unassisted drag of Supalite (glad not Supaheavy) up to wash point (new NY record for age?).
Gotta love kayak fishing...
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Location:Laguna Bay and Sunshine Reef
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