Hot and Cold
So I headed off on another bass trip on Saturday with rocketv (Rod) again. SEQ has had quite a bit of rain over the last week and although the falls have not been enough to get some serious flow going through the various waterways it has been enough to get them moving and make the water a little dirty.
I had initially planned to meet rocket in the local township but as I neared our meeting point and watched the sky rapidly lighten I changed the plans. I knew he was still a while away and gave him a quick text to meet me at the launch so I could get on the water and have a few casts in the twilight while I waited for him to arrive.
Arriving at the launch I discovered that the water was a lot dirtier than I thought it would be and I must admit my confidence dropped a little as I hate fishing surface in dirty water during the day! Pushing off from the bank I made my way over to the opposite bank that held a mixture of grass lined bank and sporadic Melaleuca trees growing along the water line.
On about the fourth cast a bass followed the lure from a grassy bank and belted it hallway to the kayak. At the same time I heard the sound of a car rocking up at the launch and there was Rod just as I netted my first bass for the morning at 30cmFL.
After showing off my early surprise Rod was in the water and casting away as we made our way up the river. The fishing was fairly slow initially but the platypus’ were pretty busy before the sun came up. At one point I noticed some activity on a piece of timber projecting from the water. I just couldn’t make out what it was as it looked different to any type of aquatic animal I knew and seemed to have way too many legs????? Then I realised what I was looking at!! Two platypus’s were “wrestling” on the log?? If you know what I mean!!
We continued upstream and kept casting at all the typical structures . As we made our way I spied a bass hitting the surface on a shallow bank. I fired a cast in and the bass created a bow wave in the water and hit the Sammy 65 ad missed before nailing it on the follow up assault. It wasn’t a massive fish at 25cmFl but it provided some great entertainment. I love catching sight casted fish.
Rod was the next to nail a bass. Casting his green Megabass Siglett into a dead tree that was half submerged the cicada was belted and Rod was onto a good bass of 36cmFL that he eventually netted to get off the mark.
We then reached a section of the creek that contains a long grassy bank. In the past I would always try and be at this part of the waterway well before the un came up as it often produces amazing results as the fish try to get a quick pre-dawn feed before it becomes exposed to the sunlight. On this morning however I had arrived a little late and so I was not overly optmimistic of finding a bass or two.
Meanwhile Rod was casting at the opposite bank which was full of structure. He had found a nice little patch of fish in an area I had never done well from. In fact I had just given him the challenge of finding a fish in there when on the first cast of his Megabass Siglett he had managed to get the attention of a small bass. Not much later he was on again to another bass in the high 30’s and while I turned to watch him net his fish my Sammy 65 was belted by a quality bass while I was distracted and I missed it. Bugger!
I continued up the creek casting parallel to the bank while Rod continued to explore the various structures. At one point he disappeared into the timber and it wasn’t until I caught up with him later that I realised he had been extricating a good bass that had stitched him up real quick and required some careful negotiations to get him out
The rest of the pool was very quiet and we eventually reached a small section of portage where I missed a smallish bass that hit my Sammy 65 as it passed parallel with a long trunk.
As we launched into the next pool the fishing continued to be slow with multiple casts into great looking structure coming back without a ripple. Eventually though I found another small bass in some thick timber and I was glad it was only a rat as my casts were getting more and more risky as I desperately targeted country where the bass held all the advantages.
Soon after I missed a much better fish before picking up his 30cmFL cousin that was again residing deep in the timber. We started to crack the pattern with most of the bass we were picking up in deep cover and only the tightest of casts being rewarded with any surface action.
As Rod and I worked opposite banks we had yet another double hook up which now seems to be a regular occurrence between us. I sent a cast into a large log angled at 45 degrees to a rocky embankment and it landed perfectly in the small space between the log and the wall. A single twitch and there was the smallest of hits and I was on to a plucky bass of 32cmFL. As I slipped the bass into the net I could hear a “boof” in the distance and I knew Rod was onto a reasonable fish. I turned to see him fighting the fish and eventually he netted a nice fish of 38cmFL.
We continued upstream and although we could hear the cicadas singing away the surface was still relatively quiet. Eventually I reached a section of bank that had a series of Melaeucas growing on the waterline. Casting in tight the Sammy was initially left alone and eventually I turned to chat to Rod when of course my lure was belted next to the yak and scares the bejesus out of me. A quick fight and I net my biggest bass of the day at 32cmFL
The follow up cast had a bass explode across the top of the submerged branch and miss the Sammy only to disappear after the initial action. At the same time Rod had a large bass smash hit his topwater frog as he targeted a pocket of reeds which had some structure at its edge.
I moved upstream to the back of a [i]Melaleuca[/i] and as the retrieve ran parallel to a leafy branch the Sammy was smashed and a second later I heard Rod’s lure get belted and we were onto yet another double hook up. My lure succumbed quickly and I netted another 32cmFL bass while Rod’s fish was giving him a tougher battle and he eventually netted a 40cm bass. We tried to take another double hook up photo but while Rod held his bass in the water in a thumb lock it gave a quick head shake and managed to win its freedom.
The surface action had definitely hotted up and as we travelled upsteam and I managed another small bass near a Melaleuca tree before I spied another bass smashing the surface near another patch of reeds. I fired quick cast in and a couple of twitches had the bass smash the lure and I was finally onto a bigger bass. Eventually I netted a nice 35cmFL bass.
At this point I decided to switch on the video sunglasses as the bass were definitely switched on. Soon after I missed another couple of hits from a small bass that was very keen but just couldn’t find the trebles and then we reached the end of the pool. Here there is a widening in the creek where flood waters have eaten beneath a large fig and created a huge undercut bank that edges onto a sandstone shelf downstream. Like many systems this pool almost always holds a fish or two and after a couple of casts the Sammy was hit and missed but the next hit was a lot better and the 35cmFL bass connected and fought well above its weight.
We continued upstream but after the last bass the surface action went dead, sub-surface was also devoid of an action no matter what we used and we cast into some awesome looking structure. I missed a couple of bass over the next 4 hours but apart from that the fishing was over. When I got home I checked the observation for the local area and it was the first time I have ever seen a concrete relationship between the bass activity and air pressure. When the surface action was at its best the air pressure was rising rapidly to 1010 hPa. Almost perfectly to the last bass caught in the day the air pressure began dropping fast and the wind picked up as well.
The four hours of paddling and casting was not wasted though as the wildlife on the creek that day was pretty cool. On the latter part of our journey we saw a couple of lace monitors and a sad carpet snake that seemed to have been given a nasty work over by some animal. I also managed to see three dolphins in the fresh on the way home which was very unusual. It was a great day so thanks Rod for sharing the trip with me again!