Last weekend Tristan and I entered our first Hobie Kayak Series event which is held at the 'never boring' Redcliffe. Being Redcliffe locals, we have pulled numerous big fish out of this Big Bream haven and when it really wants to fire it can fire.
For this event our Hobie Kayaks were supplied for us by Scotty Lovig from Scott Lovig Hobie in Melbourne. (http://www.slhobie.com.au/index.php) Scotty and his mates Scott and Neil had brought our crafts up from the south and were keen to tame these big Redcliffe bream.
The day started with the forecast of SE winds 10-15kt later shifting to the NE. After overcoming a shore break resembling the Pipeline in Hawaii (Least I was more gracefull than Tristo), I was on my way to my maiden Hobie voyage. The game plan was for Tristo and I to head south and hit the reefs we knew held big bream both shallow and deep and we knew we would have all bases covered as he'll throw Atomic Hardz and I'll throw the gun lure....The Jackall Chubby!!
Fifty metres into my comp, disaster struck. My steering locked up causing me to circle continuously as my rudder had locked in one position!! Coooool. So what did I do?? Do I know anything about Hobie steering mechanism.....NO!! Did I know how to get myself back to shore to fix this.....NO!! So to cut a long story short, I surfed this bad boy back to the beach and then out of nowhere the 'Angel of Distressed Hobie Fisherman' appeared and her name was Christine Hunt. Christine and I had a crash course on 'how to pull the Hobie steering apart and put it back together with a single screwdriver' which I'm sure was not only educational but entertaining as I hadn't even cast a line in yet and the comp had been running for 1hr 20mins!! So a special thanks to Angel Christine who's $2 screwdriver saved my behind.
So after my minor glitch in the program I hammered my way down into the increasing winds to our favourite bommie to try and tame some bream. As I opted to take the outer bommie first (roughly 120m from shore) I soon realised holding a Hobie in one spot, in now 15-18kt winds, was more of a chore than fun as the wave size was increasing as the tide was dropping. After struggling through the surf for 40mins, my first strike came....... and left like a freight train which I suspected was a filthy big cod who showed me who was the boss!! Cod 1, Grayson 0. Ten minutes later, same freight train, same result. Cod 2, Grayson 0. So after losing two lures and having a minor sea sickness issue, I thought seeking refuge closer to the shore would be the wiser thing to do. This paid great results as on my arrival I landed a nice 24.5cm bream which put me on the board and left the dreaded doughnut (Nil fish) behind. With spirits high, I continued along the shore sitting in about 4-5ft of water casting a Jackall Chubby in brown suji shrimp colour. I then picked up a small cod (Cod 2, Grayson 1) and a flathead for my troubles which was firing me up big time as my luck was changing (and I was getting colour back in my face from my sea sickness!!)
Soon after this I ran into Tristo who had also had an eventful day with getting dumped in the shore break, falling out of the kayak whilst fighting his first fish, broken steering issues and catching big fish that weren't bream!! Got to love fishing!! Tristo already had his three fish limit and was chasing those elusive upgrades to keep him up the scoreboard. After getting smoked by another cod whilst talking to Tristo (Cod 3, Grayson 1) we decided to fish a pattern that involved him fishing shallow water (4ft and below) and I would fish deeper water (4ft and higher) to try and see where the fish are feeding on this dropping tide. As we drifted parallel to shore 50m apart, this proved to be great as I nailed a cracker 30cm bream using a deep diving Chubby in Suji shrimp colour and after a tight tussle around the kayak, I was super relieved to land this bad boy which left me only one fish to get and 1hr 30mins to go.
We continued to do this pattern as we worked our way back to the start line using the wind to our advantage. Soon after a lost another lure to a fish I couldn't stop and started to get a little worried as I only had two deep diving lures left in the tackle box and at this rate, they too were may get donated to the Redcliffe gods.
Continuing my drift out about 70-80m off shore I snared two undersize bream and then pulled a nice 28cm bream to bag me out with my three fish. Now to any non anglers reading this blog, the sheer relief when you get your limit is enormous as it opens a myriad of possibilities as you now are upgrading the size of your fish and all going well, you are definitely in with a chance to win as other anglers results are not known till your return to the weigh-in.
So now with my head held high, I headed back to fish a reef right outside the start line which I knew held fish depending on the traffic it encountered early in the day. This again paid dividends, as after getting dusted YET AGAIN, I pulled a great 27cm bream to upgrade my 24.5cm I got as my first fish of the day. WOOHOO!! and on that note I was back to the weigh-in happy as a pig in mud.
After all the anglers weighed in, I finished Day 1 equal third with my good mate Tristo on exactly the same weight of 1.36kg!!! Which left no one with bragging rights
until the next comp. We both chose not to fish the second day of this comp as we had things to do, but the win was sealed by another Brissie local and all round top bloke, Nick Meredith who had a cracking second day and pulled a mammoth 1.96kg to scoop the prize pool and qualify him for the Hobie Grand Final early next year. Well Done Nick!!
All in all I had an awesome days fishing. After overcoming my initial hurdles, I was rewarded by sticking to my guns (and having a vomit!!) to have a late run of catches which really topped off my day. Huge special thanks to Scotty Lovig for supplying my Hobie, Christine Hunt for the angelic intervention, Ferdinando Costa from www.fishin.com.au for all my lures and Tristan Taylor for egging me on all day, bringing out the best in me.
Happy Breaming,
Grayson









