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9 years now into the blog, and lots and lots posts on the SWOFFING (Salt Water Fly FishING) in and around Darwin - maps, flies, outings and musings

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Wednesday, March 30, 2016

Easter Monday Fishing video clip - My perspective

a bit bad of sound, too much camera movement, but you will get the idea of what we did, where we did it and what was caught


Tuesday, March 29, 2016

Easter Monday Fishing report 20160328

Seeing we slept in a donga 60 metres from the parking area of boat trailers at Dundee ramp we were the first at the ramp Monday morning, number one was our launch number - it was number 16 yesterday.

The morning weather had a moderate easterly wind but the further offshore we got the rougher the seas and chop
So it was a bumpy ride to Blaze point
looking back towards Dundee Beach gave us an awesome view of a rapidly rising column of cumulus cloud above Bynoe with its rising tip in the sun, the lower part dark and ominous, at times with lightning zipping from top to bottom, it was superbly breathtaking scenery

Not a bird or slash was seen along the way
We continued on to the couple of areas that we found the tuna yesterday in hope of something to cast to
Again no birds or any indicators of the presence of target species

We soon found ourselves almost to Perons again without a cast in anger
The water on the NW side of the north island was chocolate milkshake in colour
Not to Peter's liking at all - nor to fish as none we seen
 We kept moving around the island to check out the rest of the island hoping for cleaner water and some sign of the target species

The further we got around the north island the cleaner the water got - there were emerald waters,  aqua waters, and blue waters, the lines of those colours joining would surely have fish hanging about

On the SW corner of the north island we found a large curved sand bar starting to be exposed by the dropping tide
We could not see any activity but the location screamed fish in a back eddy on the inside of the front corner. It had a slightly deeper pocket of water behind it. The first cast had twenty or so queenfish attack the fly shouldering each other out of the way to get the fly as if they had never seen a fly before and were starving.

Every drift past the corner had many, and I mean 'many' fish attack the fly, attacking even the knots that joined sections of the leader. Mostly 40-45cm queenies but also golden trevally and brassie trevally - all using the flowing tidal water to make the fight more than you would expect for fish that size

Peter had a great time with a floating line and a white gurgler that in the end of all the chewing it endured looked nothing like it should have and still get attention from the many fish tucked in behind the tip of the sandbar as the water swirled past. Peter would get a hit on the surface, lose the fish as it went deep and get hit again before the fly floated to the surface. Great fun!
But it became too easy, to the point of us starting to look elsewhere so bored with catching fish every cast (yeh sure! no it was too easy!)
We tried the other corner of the sand bar but although looking just as good as the other proved to be barren of fish, maybe another tide and time it would fire up.

The weather conditions had calmed considerably to having no chop at all.
We ventured over to the SW corner of the South Island which I had briefly stopped on that trip to Anson Bay with the lure tossers a few weeks back
It had looked promising then and more so now with the super calm conditions
Peter had been tossing about a monster huge popper hoping for a mega GT or metre plus queenie

I was giving him a bit of a hard time about it and suddenly a 80cm queenfish that did I a sort of headstand once hooked for a few flicks of its tail before racing off, just to show me who should be casting instead of bagging out a mate.
The next cast another to Peter, and then another responding to his casting efforts.
at one time not 15metres from the boat a large queensfish was just sitting in the water not even moving but before I could cast he saw us and left a huge hole in the water with his trusting tail.

The SW rocky point of the south Peron Island is right up next to deep water and it is one of the fishiest spots I have seen

We got Macks, jacks and cod. Regularly we had several large queenies shoulder each other in combativeness to be the first to attach themselves to our offerings. Some even swam under the boat after following to the boat circling around actively seeking something to devour. All this in very clean water - so visual, so exciting, we had to keep casting and casting to see more of it!

Half way along the front ledge as we wind drifted along, in just 10 feet of water, I had two very big queenfish push each other aside so much that they totally missed my offering, so a quick recast back to same spot and instead I got a good 54cm mangrove jack that rose from the rocky depths to hookup.  Then moments later Peter hooked a plate sized jack off the outer edge of the same rocks, it was followed and harassed by two other fish slightly large then the jack. At first we thought them to be more jacks. I had just dehooked mine, so quickly I cast toward Peter's trio, hoping to entice the bullies next to Peter's mangrove jack. Peter was keeping the trio in the water near the boat. With the third cast I finally attracted the attention of one of the accompanying fish to my fly and two subtle strips and longish pauses later sees the bigger fish suck down the clouser and the line goes tight after a strip strike. So awesome the visualness of the episode that unfolded. It turned out to be a pair of estuary cod that were harassing Peter's jack.

We were trashed physically by the heat and action of the last few hours, so put up the canopy, prepare some lunch and trolled a few lures around and past the rocky point a few times - lunch was repeatedly interrupted first by mackerel, then big queenfish, followed by huge shark, then a thick as a leg barracuda - all taking a liking to the lures we trolled while eating our lunch and puttering around the water off the rocky SW point of the south person island.

We found some cascading water flowing off the higher reef, forming a natural fish attracting device. There was a little movement of fish moving about but many casts didn't produce a take. This place would fire at other times. We will be back to find out.

Time to head back. Wind increasing as too the chop. By the time we get to Dundee ramp it's 4pm and no sign of fish activity along the way. Blaze Reef off Point Jenny was only a meter or so under the water level given stage of the tide. We again cast the water to a froth for no result but the place would go off at other times for sure. There was a few moments of thought and talk about trying north of Dundee again but tiredness of two big days of good Swoffing won in the end.
We were home by 6pm - that highlights the awesome fishing so close to Darwin - are we not blessed living in this wonderful place of the Top End!!!

All the way home we were planning future trips - Coburg when I get my new trailer for my boat (currently on blocks due to cracks in main frame of trailer), very close by Vernons leaving from Nightcliffe ramp using a predawn high tide, back to Perons again really soon, keep an ear out for bigs Macks running off Dundee and getting amongst them

So many, many options when fly fishing and living in Darwin. Bring it On
Off now to the tying bench as lots of flies to replace after this recent weekend!

Keep an eye out for the video of Easter Monday - up on blog soon

Monday, March 28, 2016

Easter Sunday Report - Dundee Offshore

It was a dark northern suburbs and a 3:30am start – uggggghhhh!
Then over to Pete’s, load gear, fuel truck and boat, drop my ute back at my place
And in the words of Shania Twain “Let’s go fellas!” 
(I so had the hots for that lady as a teenager and then some!)

We arrive at Dundee and only three boats at ramp when we get there just after 6am – Beautiful!
But while we were waiting the boat trailer line grew til it went way out the yard in a very short time with at least 15-20 plus + boats in the queue by the time we were tractored to the ramp
We are launched in no time – given our inexperience at launching here (first time) – quite amazing that we didn’t make ourselves look even more silly than we actually were

First port of call was Point Jenny and Blaze reef, a good half hour plus away – water moderately calm with glassy patches here and there. Nothing on the sounder worth dropping a jig or bait over the side for. we did find a heap of bait but not one predator harassing them - no birds or bigger fish. 

So with not much happening – the trolling for macks and sails was far too boring, we proceeded towards the Sail City GPS coordinates but along the way we found birds for the first time that morning

Under them gloriously were longtrail tuna – yeehaaah!!!! Just what the doctor ordered!
But Frustrating with a capital ‘F^%# yeh!’

Up….. down……Up.....Down.....
And usually Going, going gone! as soon as we arrive – but we keep at it enthused every time we would see a bird swerve and roll towards the water or a porpoising tuna attacking baitfish.

We get a few close calls, at times the tuna are right next to the boat. Once, one tuna happily, nonchalantly, and ever so slowly cruising past the rear of Peter’s boat without a care in the world. But at times other tuna were overtly aggressive with follows right to the boat and angry slashes at the last moment right next to the boat and still no hook up (other anglers (lure tossers) back at ramp told us similar behaviour and still no hook ups for them either)

Peter finally got one nice longtail much to his delight. He had been wanting of these for a while now.

I could not get anything right when we got close enough for a cast – line tangles, dropped lines, poor casting, fly tangled – it was not going to be my day. I had several touches for no return (just like my teenager years when I like Shania Twain)

We kept following birds and slashes till we were almost to Peron Islands. Then a knock, knock, knock was happening at rear of boat and after a strenuous investigations in the boat - we finally found out the transducer outside the boat had broken its mounting which also crossed out any bottom bouncing as we could never find reef fish hanging off reefs without the sounder. We use a couple of bungee  cords to stop it slapping and banging about but its function and benefit equalled nil!  When back at ramp later than evening- and if I say so myself – I quite cleverly used 6 small zip ties to reattach it to the transom – better than a bought one too@! Peter still has his doubts!

With weather crap and getting crappier, and no birds in sight after a small squally storm passed in front of us - we trolled our way back towards Dundee – I was so excited I had a snooze on floor of boat with a fly box for a pillow – bugger I hate trolling! So bloody boring!

The wind had been increasing from the west all day and the trip back was harsh and wet.
We were back at Dundee by 3pm which meant still time for fishing but the weather was very uncomfortable. Still we ventured further north past Dundee ramp despite the chop, wind and spray. Options were not the best - we almost went back to ramp - almost!

We ventured around the leeward side of a large rock platform (Roche Reef??) exposed by the low tide hoping for some sheltered water behind it.  Hoping for even just a few small fish in the shallows behind the rock platform during the last hour or so before the tractors stopped working at Dundee ramp at 6pm 

but no electric would make that fishing hard too (Friday arvo after I left Peter (see previous blog entry) his electric chucked a hissy fit and wouldn’t work – lucky it’s a warranty job – but inconvenient all the same, still you can’t help shit hitting the fan all the time!)

But given I have been a good boy lately (not really!) karma intervened and we find behind the rock platform a few hundred birds working over the top of a plethora of queenies marauding baitfish schools. Fast moving queenies, queenies vary wary of boat but if we got the approach right and the cast right we got hook-ups and at least Peter got them to the boat. I dropped four fish before I could get the net under them – I was getting pissed to the say the least – a very bad day for me.

We did have a few double hook ups – see video for the kafuffle and frantic antics of our crossing over lines and rods, and each other, and still managed to net our fish!  (mine was bigger!)
Now while its no epic-ally awesome Todd Moen video clip, it is a real time unedited few crazy frantic moments of a double hook up while fly fishing in rough seas, in strong winds and having the fish crossing over twice.



The wind was howling, every time we chased fish we got soaking wet with salt spray. But still both of us thoroughly enjoyed our time. Who would not want to be anywhere else than casting flies to fish even under such poor weather and water conditions. Bust ups, swirling birds, the chase, the cast, the hook up – given me more please! Peter even in the ugly seas and chop hooked up on a floating line and a surface fly (gurgler). Love that visual stuff!

We would fight a couple of fish, dry off, clean sunglasses, and then zip off to cast to some more – awesome fun!

Two approaching storms finally made us head for the ramp – dark and foreboding, heaps of lightning, massive amount of rain. But in the end we slipped into ramp just as a gap opened in the storm front.

Six boats waiting for extraction as we got to the ramp. Will be great when the new ramp is built and it will be self-launch and retrieve – hopefully with a protective break wall for the westerly winds that the current ramp gets hammered by like this time. Peter’s boat kept bouncing around on trailer with every wave hitting the transom. Peter handled the winch job but on hopping off boat got his pinkie caught in a small narrowing gap between front railing and the nav light. Talk about painful with his full weight pulling his hand into gap and unable to release it after getting of boat, Ouch! Plenty of blood but no stitches needed but almost. So many simple things can go wrong so easily - so be careful folks.

After when cleaning up boat and packing rods – all the other anglers walking past our boat about were quite keen to hear about the fly rods and how we went. Most had poor days, with only a few fish sinking lead weights to the bottom. While we had had a great day - sight casting to great fish - a few boring trolling bits in between yes but over all a great start with tuna and an exciting finishing time in atrocious conditions chasing countless 50-75cm queenfish.


Bring on tomorrow for more of the same. (but a better day for me is hoped!)

Friday, March 25, 2016

Friday of Easter weekend report

Early start but we didn't go to corroboree as previously planned
Ventured into the harbour given I had to back in arvo so,wife could head off to ride her horse
Hard to justify that long a trip with boat for the half a day allowed by wife
Even though local waters 5minutes from home, I was back in by 11:30am - as could be low tide issues later
But Peter stayed out and I will go help him get boat in later in arvo - take my little girls with girls some fun - will update you as to how he faired in afternoon

As for the morning's Swoffing.....
Again awesome sunrise over the harbour

We went to Weed reef first up and the tide was just turning from a 7am high tide of 7m
Just the tips of Mangrove tree leaves showing when we arrived
Plenty of chop from wind coming across harbour
Periodic bust ups were occurring near the gravel bar on the harbour side of weed reef
Once the boat was in position it was a cast a fish for a while but died off quickly
First of all we got 40-45cm queenfish, then it was all brassie trevally around 35cm
Then nothing

We would cast across current with a couple of mends to assist the flies and line sink deeper
Then within the first couple of short slow strips and we were bent to the handle
Flies were sparsely tied synthetic clousers
Plenty of double hookups with these feisty fish, who fight well above their weight with the racing current aiding them

Sadly Peter also managed to shred a full sink line on his electric during this time
But quickly re-tied a  leader on with a nail knot to the half of sink section left and still caught fish

We went to Mandurah - nothing along way or there
Popped over to east point but nothing there either
Found a few mackerel off the tip of the sand far out from Cullen bay wharf but they were being very difficult
Then nothing on way back to Dinah ramp to drop me back early

More to come this Easter so stay tuned.......


Wednesday, March 23, 2016

2016 easter plans

While not all fly fishing over Easter is in the planning - here's what I think is happening.......

Aussie Pete (Citizenship ceremony was on Monday just past, so he is not longer Canadian Pete) is keen for some of the sailfish that are hanging around in Fog bay

So here's the plan............
Friday we are planning to go fresh water in Corroboree Billabong
Here we will target Saratoga for the sportfishing aspects

But also get a few 20cm tarpon for dead bait trolling offshore of Dundee but also hoping for a few of the 40cm-50cm+ tarpon I have been hearing about being caught - for that I have a lovely little four weight rigged and ready

Have a day off Saturday for family stuff and to do all the pre-rigging of the dead baits with ganged hooks, leaders, eyes out etc, gills and mouth all wired up tight and closed to troll. Each in a zip lock bag ready for use

Sunday and Monday are the planned days for offshore Dundee dead bait trolling.
of course we will target congregations of birds and any other surface action or reef lines with the flies for what ever is about.

Will have to tie up some big arse flies 5-8inches and get the 10w setup all services and connection knots checked - for those hanger-on fish that accompany any gear hooked fish.
It is not as if I need any excuse to tie more flies though is it?

Saturday, March 19, 2016

Well that was a waste of time

Bad wind (seawards type of wind!)
Bad swell
Fish that would not take the fly at all!!
A real crappy morning Swoffing

Got the cast right in amongst frenzied fish many many times and only three takes
Two on for second or two
One on till at side of boat and it slips the hook - poop!
Mostly largish (50-70cm) queenfish
Had to chase them all over the place as they moved rapidly around the area chasing schools of 2inch bait
They were in the area between the two marker bouys off Mandorah jetty
Changed flies lots of times to find the fly to match the bait but just too much bait moving through and fish quite nervous of approaching boat
After a few frustration hours went back to ramp, as the swell and chop seemed to be angled in at all my favourite rock bars and current junctions,make casting and everything else difficult

When Back to ramp I find Trailer is broken where cross beam meets side bar!!!!!!!!! (But I am lucky it has lasted this long as rusted through in abut 20 places for quite a while now)

Home by midday

All in all a mostly f&$@#d up day
But will be out next weekend with Aussie Pete in his boat

Thursday, March 17, 2016

Need to SWOFF, must SWOFF

Time to go fishing on weekend
Nice neap times so water will be clean (hopefully if wind and possible storms don't mess about)

Just me as Canadian Pete is having his ceremony to become Aussie Pete - so he can't
Might check on a few others - even a lure tosser if I get desperate for company

But might be just me more than likely - as I am not the best company lately for those around me - grumpy old bastard as usual
Most likely fish local harbour all depends on wind forecast
With no electric need just right conditions for success

Report of trip up soon