Strange fishing catches
by Chris Ryan
Strange fishing catches
My mates and I and our girls were fishing off a rock shelf just south of Eden in the south of New South Wales.
I had been a good days fishing interspersed with 3 strange incidents.
Incident (1) of 3.
While testing my new Shimano rod and new overhead Abu spinning reel I cast out
quite high in the air and got a hit even before the lure hit the water.
As the lure was flying through through the air a sea gull swooped and snatched the
lure in mid air.
Unfortunately it grabbed the hooks on the lure and was automatically hooked.
I had no choice but to reel the sea gull in and try and release it.
And that's when the real fun started because as you may imagine the gull was not at all
cooperative, flapping it's wings, trying to peck me with its beak and scratch me with it's claws.
It got a few good bites in before I managed to free it and release it.
So my right hand and lower right are were a bit sore for a few days so I
guess that's the price you pay for catching a non fish.
Incident (2) of 3.
The very next day after fishing for about 4 hours another strange incident happened to me.
This time a Skuba diving club descended on us and asked permission to go diving while we were
fishing, Naturally enough we told them that was OK and told them to go in on our right
where the rock shelf was low enough for them to walk into the water.
We also told them to
go out 1 hundred and twenty meters before swimming across the front of us as we were
casting out 100 meters and did not want to land a heavy lure on top of some ones head.
Things went swimmingly for a while we were fishing, they Scuba diving and then
It happened .... my lure was hit hard so I jerked the rod up and hooked it and boy was it heavy
and it struggled fiercely as I tugged it in.
After 10 minutes I got it in
close enough to identify
my catch and it was no fish that I had ever seen before in fact it was one of the Scuba divers
6' long and 120lbs and snarling at me. Least this time I wasn't bitten but was abused until my
girl, (Denese) explained to him that they had agreed to go out 120 meters before swimming across.
And for him, a bit of luck, as I only hooked a strap holding his oxygen bottle on.
And the very next day what occurred was
Incident (3) of 3
And this one turned out to be a big problem when it was time to release the catch.
Here we all were starting day 3 of our fishing trip and there was two of us on the edge of the
rock shelf casting out, we were spinning for Tuna, King fish or any biggie we could catch.
My mate Dave beside me who was universally known as Yappy as he never stopped talking
was changing lures and I had my back to him and asking the girls if they would like a bash at fishing
which they said yes too when I heard Yappy's expletive, hell, don't believe this, what the hell's that
doing on the end of my line? He like me had hooked a bird in-flight, bit bigger than my bird though as
he had snaffled a Gannet, 8' wing span and all and that is when the trouble began because the bird was�
screaming it's head, sounded worse than Yappy at his worst, between the 2 if us we managed to bring it�
Don't know if you have ever had to release a Gannet but I would not want to do it again, for sure.
I had 1 wing after it had flapped it and knocked me to the ground once George had the other wing and Tammy�
and Denese it's head and neck while Yappy tried to get the lure unhooked which took a while as that bird
was really fighting hard. After about 15 minutes we had it out and released it and it took off circling around
as if nothing untoward had happened.