A cool night gave way to a great sunrise and low mist on the water, but no fish! Fished all day with little interest being shown until 3.30pm when someone threw the switch and barra would follow every retrieve but would only tail nip the fly. Full day of fishing equated 2 barra in the boat. Tough day!
The local residence (mossies) were just a bit too friendly to enjoy a cold beer around the camp fire so was in the swag by 7pm. On the water at 5.30 for a quick fish before breaking camp and "what a difference a day makes!".
Barra were full of aggression (and as fat as) and took the fly with gusto resulting in 11 barra and 1 toga in a short 2hr session, fun at its best. "I love a 'bong of a morning."
|One of the 11!|
Remember; "You'll never never know, if you never never go. Get out there and fish!"