Water clarity was awful, so it was a case of fishing big, contrasting baits, statically in known fish holding areas. It wasn’t a day to earn cool points by throwing tiny plastics, so I spent the day wriggling whole Isome. Although I caught on Jighead and baby Carolina today, Dropshot came into its own for this type of fishing – especially with that stiff easterly breeze today.
I enjoyed the challenge and clocked up a good few miles circumnavigating my old stomping ground.
Scores on the doors. 5 species. Of note, a 28cm Ballan got the drag singing, a baby Scorpo (always good) and the blackest Rock Goby I ever did see.