Fishing on the Tweed

David and young Zac with a small bream Zac had caught (was released after photo). Zac is a mad keen young fisho and loved being out on the water in the BBQ boat and Dave’s yak.

I recently bought a new reel (Diawa Sol) and now I take four rods with me and that changes everything.  What it comes down to is this, I can double up on whatever the fish are eating, ie, soft plastics which you often lose to snags, no prob’s, just grab another rod.
I was so looking forward to an awesome fish last weekend, but it didn’t happen.  The tide was coming in the whole time I was out; it’s funny, I reckon the river fishes better on the outgoing tide.
I tried everything from trawling blades and shallow divers to casting soft plastics, all for nothing, the only fish I caught was a 17cm bream.  I ended up chatting to anyone I came upon and most were suffering the same problem, no fish.
Saturday morning as usual I woke up way too early with the excitement of going fishing running through my veins, I left around 4.30am.  When you’re lure fishing, sight casting, you need to see what’s going on, so I ended up lurking around Ukerebagh Island waiting for sun up, I was freezing. If it wasn’t a nature reserve, I would have pulled over to shore and lit a fire it was that cold and I don’t know if I’m imagining this, but right before daybreak, it seemed to get even colder.  I’ll tell you what I had on, broken toe well strapped and with sock, 4 pairs of pants and 4 jackets, gloves, beanie, you name it I had it on, yet that air cut straight through it all, complaining? No!, I loved every minute, just got to figure out how to catch fish on the incoming in that lovely clear water.  I couldn’t find a pattern, I could see fish and they obviously could see me.
Maybe I should have headed out to sea as, when I checked out the filleting table at Kennedy Drive Boat Ramp, there in the water were the remains of some nice jew and snapper, someone had a good weekend.  Cheers.

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