Yesterday my fishing buddie and I went fishing in a spot know for big mussel cracker, "aka" Brusher.
Armed with sealice, ghost crabs, red bait, octupus and sand prawn.
We arrived at our spot at 5.45am, the whole day we where catching rats and mouse, nothing of great value, 5kg and up!!!!
At about 1.30pm the tide had turned and the sea conditions was amazing. Anyway I get suck into reef but managed to get my trace back with a bent hook. I decide to bend it back into position with my teeth.
Lance tells me to replace the hook, I laugh and cast my new bait.
Down she goes, I can feel it is a BIG BOY....
Then suddenly my line goes slack, my heart begins to sink into deep depression, THE HOOK STRAIGHTEND!!!!
Had I changed the hook????????????
Armed with sealice, ghost crabs, red bait, octupus and sand prawn.
We arrived at our spot at 5.45am, the whole day we where catching rats and mouse, nothing of great value, 5kg and up!!!!
At about 1.30pm the tide had turned and the sea conditions was amazing. Anyway I get suck into reef but managed to get my trace back with a bent hook. I decide to bend it back into position with my teeth.
Lance tells me to replace the hook, I laugh and cast my new bait.
Down she goes, I can feel it is a BIG BOY....
Then suddenly my line goes slack, my heart begins to sink into deep depression, THE HOOK STRAIGHTEND!!!!
Had I changed the hook????????????