I found a nice spot yesterday and spotted two Tarpon in a dock area. I made my way there at 5am in the pitch black and fished as the sun rose. I tried a small Savage Gear Fourplay on a 7g jighead which was about the same size as the bait fish present.
I worked it around the pier legs and between the boats and thought to myself that if I did connect it might be a brutal and brief affair.
I had a couple of knocks from small fish but was a bit disappointed that there was nothing else around. As I worked my way back along the beach I had two small cudas and another fish which I think is an immature Lane Snapper.
Even early AM its
blowing 30mph offshore wind so having changed to a metal and lobbing it up in the air I was
getting about 60-70 yards I guess. On one of these casts the lure was smacked
by a substantial fish which tore off and leapt clear of the water……Tarpon on.
Playing the fish was pretty hairy but I couldn’t believe my luck, a decent fish
as well in the teens or twenties. It leapt another twice and threw the hook,
gutted. I recast and hooked another one instantly, same thing happened again. I
checked the hook points, these were fine. In the next 10 mins I hooked another
4 fish in what felt like some sort of feeding frenzy. I sat on the sand and
checked the lure and the leader again.
What a dick. This is an Owner ST36BC which I put on the
Hansen . OK, so not the strongest of the Owner range of trebles but still a
strong reliable pattern. I hope this was a bad one as I’ve no chance of getting
any upgrades here.
The points were fine but having just run my fingers over
them I didn’t check them visually. I got so caught up in the moment; too busy
looking at the fish moving on the surface. My leader was also badly worn as
well, muppet. I walked off the
beach in disgust before 7am, first day at school material this.....
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