QLD GT Popping
After chasing fleeing tuna and the occasional spanish for a while we happened across some nice looking pressure waves in 15m of water and on the second cast i was being dragged from the boat by what was nothing less than a 40kg Bus! instincts kicked in as did the adrenaline and the fight was on. After three fishless trips this fish meant more to me than i can describe, luckily know one was any where to be seen as i screamed out like some crazed lunatic once this banger hit the deck. What a thrill!
GT fishing is quickly becoming more of a crazed obsession for me than just a passion, I will pop or stick bait any likely looking piece of water any chance that I get. If you haven’t fished for Giant trevally previously then it is a hard concept to understand, especially with the physical hard work that is most of the time required. I recently purchased some lures from a guy who told me he doesn’t know how I do it, to quote him “ this sport is soul destroying”. For the extra hard work that is required it just makes the end results even more sweeter. I don’t recall falling to the ground or screaming to the top of my lungs after landing a bass but I have done this many times on GT trips.
So many things need to fall into place land a big GT, tides, weather, lure choice, line, leader proximity to reef, sharks. Any or all of those things can make or break the result. Fishing PE8-10 with locked drags puts so much pressure on everything, rod, reel, line, knots and even the angler. It is hard work to find the strength to battle these things after popping for no results over the last 6 hours. Only an angler who has truly experienced the raw power of these fish will really understand what I am trying to explain. To lose a $100 plus lure in less than 5 seconds of commotion is worth every cent and that moment will have you more determined than ever to fish harder and longer in the future, pushing past the shoulder pain, blisters and aching joints striving to get another shot at it.
I recently ventured up to Turkey Beach and 1770, the plan was to follow one of our friends in their dive boat out to the outer reefs so we weren’t out there on our own. Long story short, we failed to do this every day due to some form of disruption (either weather or boat related)