Duration:9-12pm
Tide:low at 9
Weather: mild
Bait:crab
Rigs: 2 hook flappers
Results: 2 cod, 12 starfish and a heron
Report: Had some crab left over from a previous session, thought i'd use them up over a quick session in the harbour. Over the first hour I had a few bites but ended up just reeling in starfish after every cast. I even had 3 on the one hook on one cast. At about half ten I was reeling in after a couple of mins without a tap then as I got retriving I felt a couple of decent kicks. Pulled out a nice plump 45cm cod.
Happy with that I was determined to hang on for a while. On the next cast just after I put the rod down out of the side of my eye I see this heron flying into view then straight into my line
I quickly retrieved my other rod and began casting my gripper in between where I thought my rod was and the heron. After about 3 casts I caught the line somewhere in between the heron and my rod. I slowly watched both the heron and my rod coming back into range. I was on a height so I couldn't reach the rod once I got it in close. The heron had stopped splashing and just floated in too. I somehow managed to get hold of the tip of my rod, happy days, but I still had a tangled heron to deal with. The poor guy, at least he was calm. I began to slowly pull the line in with my hands until he was just below me. I couldnn't reach him though so I cut my line as close to him as I could and hoped he would free himself.
He began to float back out but looked as if he was still anchored down with my grip lead on the other end. I had an idea where it had landed so I got the other rod again and began casting in between where I thought it was and where the heron was floating. 1st cast I retrieved the grip lead along the bottom hoping not to snag, then I could see the heron was turning as I was retrieving so I knew I had it. I got my lead out of the water with the cut line and gripper on the other end. I slowly pulled them both back in until they were under me. I was pulling the heron back in then the line came free and the heron paddled to the shore and walked up the rocks. Pheew!!
He just walked up to the top of the beach and stood huddled in a corner. I thought he might be injured so I got my jacket and walked up over and behind him where he couldn't see me. As soon as I got near him though he took flight. I was glad that he wasn't injured after all that, maybe just shock. After that ordeal I got the gear back in the water and fished out a few more starfish and crabs and another nice 41cm codling before I packed up