My good friend tells me to go fishing, the volunteer on site – who is creating a new hiking track – tells me to go fishing and something tells me that more than a few of the good people who read this blog want me to go fishing as well. The bad news is that I wasn’t fishing and have nothing to write about in this respect.
I enjoyed an extremely scenic drive to FitzRoy from my place in Tryphena on Wednesday to pick up two mates. My friends from Germany have already seen quite a bit of New Zealand during their (work-)holidays but were very keen to experience the beauty of Aotea (Great Barrier Island) and to actively take part in the island lifestyle. The ferry from Auckland to Port FitzRoy arrived a bit early and while they were having a few beers and watching the locals picking up various freight for themselves and their businesses, I was still on the road, taking pictures and enjoying the drive.
I went to the same spot on the northern side of Medland’s Beach as last week and was in for another exciting experience fishing off the rocks. This time I was wearing shoes instead of gum boots and realized that there is a quicker way over and around the hill. I still can’t believe it but I managed to reach the fishing spot in less than 30 minutes. Perhaps I don’t want to believe it because my lungs were bursting yet again going up hill. Now, I’ve been warned to “watch the bull” when I’m on that hill, and although I recognized cow feces and obvious tracks last time, I didn’t expect that shit being literally bull shit. Well, it was around 0630 and I was half way over the hill when I spotted a bull in the distance, I took a picture of it and zoomed in later to verify the big horns.
When it comes to fishing there are good days, bad days, exceptional days and those days that would be summed up as exciting. Today was certainly an exciting one. I saw a king fish approaching fast out of the deep and leaping out of the water to attack bait fish right in front of my feet in the berley trail, and ended up finding a great new fishing spot on the east coast with lots of potential. It was a beautiful day, we don’t have many of those at the moment, I grabbed the last berley bomb and some squid from the shop and headed to the East Coast. On the way I spotted white caps and that the north-westerly winds were going to be a hassle if I went down to the usual spot. The other side of the bay, however, was sheltered from the winds and I always wanted to have a fish there.
The fishing is certainly going well for me lately. My mate Gary and his partner Nadia came to the Barrier for a weeks visit, and unfortunately the weather has been quite bad on the Tryphena side. We’ve been to the hot pools on Thursday, yesterday we hung out a bit on Benisland and the plan for today was to catch a few fish off the rocks.
It is Sunday afternoon, the sun is shining and everything is calm and quiet out there. The weather has been really good this weekend, we had beautiful winter days. I like these cold and crisp mornings, when the air ‘smells’ cleaner than usual and when you know the sun is going to shine all day. I was busy yesterday doing f*** all, getting a bit of fire wood sorted and taking an extensive bath outside for most of the day and parts of the evening.
When it comes to fishing, you just can’t top rockfishing or as some people say LBG (land-based-game fishing). I’m going to stick with the term rockfishing as LBG implies that you do a bit more than simply casting out a piece of dead bait from the rocks and hoping to catch the big one. We had rough seas and gusting south-westerlies all week and I was eager to go for a fish. Continue reading Big Snapper Off The Rocks