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  1. Thursday saw four 12ft 2.75lb test curve rods turn up in Canberra, courtesy of UPS and a two for one special at a purveyor of fine fishing equipment in the UK.


    In case anyone is interested, even with the freight of 80 pounds to get them here, they worked out to be 94 dollars each.

    Absolute bargain.

    The first thing that caught my attention was the size of the guides. These mothers are HUGE. Well, the first one is anyway. Leaving this rod vertical will encourage large athletic men to try smashing a basketball through it.


    I wandered around some of the various tackle shops in Canberra to see what reel will complement it.


    At one place the proprietor was quite taken with this rod, having never seen anything quite like it.


    "Wow. What the hell is that?" he asked.


    " It's a 2.75lb Test Curve Carp rod. " I said. "It turned up from the UK this morning."


    "Are you going to fish for Carp with it?" he asked.


    At this point, I was struck dumb. I guess to me, the point of getting a specialised rod, would be to used it for the purpose that it was bought.

    Why would I not fish for carp with a carp rod?


    I can't think of any way to answer this question other than, "Why would I not?"


    He suggested that he would use it as a light rod for fishing from the rocks. I guess that I could see that, but there's no way that I'd do it.


    Unfortunately, (or fortunately) the reel that seem to match it well is my old Shimano Aero baitrunner. The problem is that I only have one, which is currently on my feature finding rod.


    But for a test cast or two, it found its way onto the new stick with the feature finding 30lb braid still on it.


    For a bit of a giggle, I bought it with me for today's session. Using big rods underneath trees is a recipe for disaster, but with care, it can be avoided.


    For the epitome of laziness, I can sit in my chair and cast the big rod out to 40 metres or so with not much more than a flick. With a couple of reasonable sinkers and caution, I get zing it out to 90.


    With lighter line, no top cover and a shock leader, this thing will be amazing. Then it's just down to getting around to the places on the different lakes to see if we can get all the support baits out to the same distance!

  2. Something that I forgot to mention. We stayed at our spot well into the darker hours because things tend to get a little more exciting from previous experience.

    A makita flouro torch hung in the branches behind us provides a surprising amount of light. Ledlenser HR7 head torches take care of any other requirements but we also have some very powerful LED hand torches.


    At about 7pm, a car drove down close by us and continued on. Then it stopped and reversed back. In the darkness someone got out stood by the car on the drivers side. We could also make out someone heading towards us with something on a tray.


    If you're wondering WTF is going on here, then you weren't too far removed from my thoughts.


    Nothing sprang to logical conclusion. My most hopeful conclusion was that we were about to be victims of a random drive-by pizza delivery.


    But no.

    It was young lady of Indian descent who entered our ring of light.


    She asked if she could get closer to the water "for cultural reasons".

    Of course, we said "Sure!" and arced up all our lighting so that she could see what she was doing.


    She knelt down on the spot where the Water rats generally pop out onto the bank to see what is going on. The thought did cross my mind to see what would happen if they made an appearance right then.


    But they didn't and we watched as she took a small round hollow looking object from the tray and tried to place it on the water.


    Because of the wind, there were little waves about twenty centimetres high and her little construction foundered instantly and sank, much to our shared disappointment, judging from her body language.


    I would have loved to have seen her complete the ritual and maybe learn about what it was for.


    Such are the things that we see when lurking about the lake banks at night...

  3. Saturday gave me the first chance to use the fish finder under actual fishing conditions.


    But this is how we prepped the area anyway. Google Maps let me measure to the clear point in the weeds that I wanted to target and I know the landmarks which denote the arc. So arriving early let me measure backwards from our casting point with my 100 metre tape. I think I got it from Bunnings about five years ago for 20 dollars.


    Everyone needs a 100 metre tape. Particularly for those occasions when someone says "If we only knew how far..." In the twice that it's happened, I looked like the King of preparedness.


    And if you're wondering how accurate the measuring thing on Google Maps is, I have used it to check precision marked international playing fields and distances at the AIS. If you can measure their 90 metre archery range and get 90.1 metres, that's enough for fishing with precision to various weed beds. Mind you, the Canberra Hockey clubs fields are all over the place in terms of measurements. Should I tell them that their fields are out of tolerance? Maybe I'll just wait until after they have some international competition just finished...


    So with my Spomb and bait rods clipped, I proceeded to lob a mouth watering blend of sardines in oil, sardines in tomato sauce and creamed corn into the target area.


    It was hoped that it would disperse into a tantalising mist of carp captivation.

    My carpshake brings all the carp to the yard!




    Judging by the way the water went yellow at the impact points, it did its job.


    Does everyone look at blenders and visualise their burley in them?


    Unfortunately we had a breeze that was left to right, which worked technically FOR us, but did possible have an effect. More about that later..


    With that precision bombing done, I cluster bombed the radius that we intended to fish with tuna oil soaked chicken pellets.


    Now, this is the first time I had been using the spomb on the clip and it does take a slightly different technique to increase it's smack down regurgitation.


    It does tell you this on their website, so it's not like I'm claiming to discover this.


    Basically cast, lift the rod before you get to the clip and point it upwards.

    I just held the butt off the rod in one hand and let it pull the rod over horizontal.


    A few underwhelming casts managed to touch down at a much flatter entry angle as the line reached the clip just before the spomb reached the water.


    For something that depends on falling straight down to release, this causes a problem. Happily though, you just wind it in and cast it again.


    It was on the third occasion that this happened that we got to see the spomb action up nice and close.


    As I manoeuvred a dripping spomb in between our gear on the shore, I turned back to get my casting bearing and then moved backward to avoid the evil branches overhead.


    My spod rod bounced just once and then I heard the spomb open.


    Turning around, I saw a demonstration of the spombs very effective wet chicken pellet dispersal pattern.


    It managed to distribute them through every single compartment in the top layer of my fishing buddies fishing tackle box.


    I was very impressed.


    My fishing buddy appeared to be somewhat less impressed. Even less so when I commented on how well it had done.


    Oh well.


    He elected to use bread and cheese pseudo boilies and I elected to go with corn.


    I had also decided to try a jury rigged "bolt rig" to see if I could induce a run of some length. Using some 100lb braid, I locked a number 4 oval sinker between two knots in a short loop and then loop connected it to the 6lb line and hooklink.


    I know that this is normally for distance fishing and truth be told, I suspected that I was undergunned in the sinker department.


    But it was worth a try.


    After sitting around expecting that nothing would actually happen for a while, we pretty much did nothing.. Eventually when the time had passed where I though that we should have had some kind of interest, I decided to throw out the little rubber duck sensor and poke around.


    The water was a bit rough and the wind made it hard to put out with any accuracy but eventually we got to the target point and I let it drift with the wind.


    I really don't think that there are depths of 4 metres and above in that particular bit of lake as I've waded it a few times when fly fishing for carp.


    But on the drift to the right, off our targetted area, we got fish indications.


    HA, you say. And rightly so. I'm in Canberra and it's federal election polling day. Like I'm going to be believe anything I'm told today.


    So I cast out two more times and let it do the same thing.


    With the same result.

    We couldn't see anything that resembled dead prostitutes but there were still lots of fish sign.


    That was enough for me to wind in and throw both my baits over there.


    And within minutes, I got my first run. We sat there a while and watched the line spin and the bite detector warble like a chainsawed donkey.


    Then I struck it and something that felt about 3 to 4 kilos had me thinking it was going to be a good day right up to the first flash of scales in the sun.


    And then it was gone. Within six feet of the bank, leaving me as unfulfilled as a hooker paid with a rubber cheque.


    I suspect that the escaped carp ran straight back to the others and drew straws at who would have the next go.


    In the next two hours, it happened twice again.


    I think I'll leave bolt rigs for heavier lines so that I can cast out a sinker which will have a chance at self setting the hook.


    My fishing buddy is the king of jag. Three times now he's cast in and dropped an exposed hook into a fish.


    When you think about it, if you hook a fish in the mouth and it tries to run from you, the force vectors involve try to turn it away from the direction where it can bring the most force to bear in escaping.


    When you jag a fish in the tail or fin, they can power directly away. Maybe that's why jagged fish seem to put up more of a fight?


    So why was our target area producing nothing and mere metres to the right of it was like preachers to a preschool?


    Maybe the wind just moved things to the right?


    A bait boat is looking more and more interesting...[/i]

  4. Well, you can turn them into something else....


    Some home brand petroleum jelly made all the difference with the o-ring. Enough to moisten it and the sealing surfaces completely, saw the top screw in another full half turn until it seated the bottom of the cap.


    That should make a significant difference!

  5. Get a proper baitboat thats tricked out already, its worth every cent! :D


    I have always wanted to fiberglass a carved blue foam boat. I've been resisting making a bait boat for some time...It can't last though.


    Geeze Nails. They look rather interesting. I've not heard of any koi in any of the Canberra lakes, but if I manage to hook one, I think it's going to come home...


    Here's a quick snap of the wireless fish finder with a 20 cent coin for scale.




    This is demo mode




    The other issue that it has is that the screen polarisation is the first thing that I've ever seen that has NOT been designed to work with polarised sunglasses. It goes totally black as it's 90 degrees to what most things normally are. Annoying...

  6. Yes that's the ones, I think they need to get some filtration on those ponds so you can see more of the Koi and their colours it is nice to go down there with half a loaf and feed them though. :D


    Once you've got the right seal seated properly I've found Dow Corning high vac grease or Torr seal will stop any ingress of water.



    I've never had to source o-ring grease before. Thanks for that.


    I might take some test boilies and feed them to the koi. If any show preference... I'll stick to them..


    I've actually considered taking a tiny carp home to put in the old fish tank for bait testing purposes..

  7. Ah. I haven't taken any photos of it yet, but it can be seen in reasonable detail here :




    When I did the digging on it several weeks ago, I identified it as a product made by Phiradar which is of course, a chinese company. I just went back there to link you to the product sheet and .... they've got new models coming out which may be why there are so many of my model being available at cheap prices now..


    Here's the new versions:






    And you're doing an underwater camera too! You'll probably get results before mine is operational.


    I've got most things organised for mine but haven't made the enclosure yet. I'm getting options from a plumber mate for what we can do with PVC pipe.


    I decided to do a remote viewing camera with 30 metres of cable driving a 480 TVL security camera with automatic IR illumination.

    It will run back to a 500 gig TIVX PVR 2230 so that I can digitise and record on the fly. (It will also let us watch digital TV or movies if we get bored.)


    Along with the video cable running out to the submerged camera will be a tube to the floatation tank mounted above the main body. The tank will have holes drilled in the bottom to let in water. I will weight the camera for sinking with the balast tank empty, so by pumping air into the ballast tank with a bike pump, it will float. (and then we can pull it back in easily)


    Stage one will require a manual installation, so waiders are involved.

    A float (or the wireless depth sounder0 tied to the camera will let us cast to it and pull the lines so that we can drag the bait where we can see it. The sensor will let us ignore the camera until fish move close to it.


    Stage two is to install motors and a battery pack so that I can run a radio control receiver (antenna hooked up to the ground of the video cable) so that we can actually drive it out like a little boat and then sink it remotely.


    The motors will let us steer it to position the camera as well.


    Currently the issue is the brushless speed controllers. We need reverseable ones and they're expensive. The motors are as cheap as dirt. Brushless motors will be far more resistant to water problems.


    It will be fun to see what we get!

  8. Hmm. That's an option.

    That would be these here:




    It also has a minimum depth of about 60 cm or so, so that might upset things.


    So far, there is a problem with sealing it. If the slightest bit of water gets into it, it stops. So it is critical to ensure that the battery compartment is screwed down. The O ring supplied is just slightly fat, so gauging the level of compression with a dry o-ring is a bit iffy.

    It has a squared contact patch which would normally seal on four sides when tightened all the way down. Because it binds, it distorts somewhere and lets water in when it's cast.

    Once it's properly lubricated, it won't be so cantankerous to get a perfect seal and will make life easier.


    I'm still tempted to tow it about with a 20 dollar boat.

  9. I have a favourite website that seems to manage to suck money out of me in a most insidious way. Small cheap cool things at ridiculous prices. Worst of all, the price includes postage anywhere in the world.


    Lets just say that I can look at the tracks next to my mailbox and ascertain if I have a big or small or light and heavy parcel in there by the pattern and overlay of the wheel tracks.


    When the postie bike wheel tracks are deep on the approach path to the mailbox and shallower on the departure direction, I reckon that the postman has been earning his money up to that point.


    One day when I was looking through the "new arrivals" section of the aformentioned website, there appeared a portable battery powered echo sounder. My first foray into electronics in a professional capacity was with depth sounders so the improvements were interesting.


    Then it occurred to me that it would be fun to point one across the lake sideways, like an early warning radar that fish were heading into the target zone. I'm not sure how well it would work, but it would be fun to try it out. It also wouldn't cost much and would be sure to raise the ire of someone.


    Being able to see any movement under water would let you see if the burley was working and also give extra information as to the effectiveness of your baits.


    It's much easier to decide that a particular bait isn't working if you know that there are fish actually in the area. Who knows how many baits have been discarded just because it was tried out while the carp were all off watching the Grand Final down the pub?


    It was an idle thought, but running the searches through google turned up a few of the wireless fish finders. I'd seen them being used with bait boats and just assumed that was a reason that baitboats seemed prohibitively expensive.


    But no. Wireless fish finders are reasonably inexpensive. So much so that for 69 dollars, I have a 50 metre version from China..


    I thought that it would be hilarious to anchor one on another rod somewhere over the ground bait and see if anything was in the area.


    The testing was done just outside McDonald's on Lake Tuggeranong last night. I always wondered how quickly that got deep. It's barely deep enough to allow a shopping trolley to commit suicide. It appears that they have a lemming like desire to form an artificial reef not too far offshore.


    With the "fish alarm" selected I randomly tossed the sensor out into the water and watched how the bottom changed depths as I slowly wound the line in.


    And the fish alarm even beeped a couple of times.


    The next thing to do is to find a clearer ornamental koi water so that I can see how realistic this thing is.


    I tend not to believe anything that's a measuring instrument until I can test it in a real way.


    But wandering through K-mart, I noticed a small R/C boat for 20 dollars in the Toy department.....


    The temptation did cross my mind..

  10. Yes. People forget about the accumlative pressure of winding nylon line onto forms.

    I haven't seen any modern reels damaged, but I have my suspicions about some of the ancient Alvey reels I've seen in sheds. Odd cracks.


    In my model glider days doing F3b and F3j, we'd regularly wind in 100 metres of stressed 200lb and above nylon line onto winches powered by car starter motors. The winch drums that were not solid metal failed quite rapidly. One made of 16 x 100mm x 10mm bolts was pulled into an hourglass shape.


    Ah, those were the days. Fishing is much cheaper. I'm yet to see 4000 dollars worth of fishing gear hit the ground so hard that it needs a shovel to clean up the mess.

  11. Mono packing would be great insurance and would be simple to do too.... I've just never considered it. I guess I've never had extra long spools of mono.


    When I decided that fishing on lighter gear was the way to go, I filled a spool up on my old aero baitrunner and then realised that 300 metres was going to drastically underfill the reel. So I packed it out with tape to bring it level with all the line on. I've just done it ever since.


    I think that it's worth swapping out though when a serious amount of 6lb and 10 pound presents itself.... as eventually happens..

  12. I'm looking forward to that day.

    No small spools here. I tend to buy braid in 300m spools and then split the length between my paired rods.


    I wind on the line, then tape over the spools with masking tape until I'm up just past the rim, then I take the tape off by winding it around a dowel, unwind the line with the electric drill back onto the plastic spool it came on, pack out the reel's spool with the masking tape as firmly as I'm game and then put the line back onto it. If you've allowed half a mil for compression, it generally works out perfectly.


    We've been modifying our drag washers by sanding and polishing them with 1000 wet and dry and replacing the drag washers with oiled felt.


    I've still not done mini rig breaking tests to ascertain the safety factors with the gear I've aquired, so I'm just leaving the drag set at 1/3 the breaking strain of the nominated weakest link.


    I'm a big fan of 2lb pretest mono too. Anything you hook become rather interesting. I acquired some 1lb mono, but will wait until the neighbors restock their goldfish pond before I break that out.

  13. The fish that smoked me was massive, it was still charging off at speed with about 100-120 metre of line out, so I turned up the drag as hard as I was game and it still ran another 70-80 metres. I thought I was going to be spooled. Definately a fish of a lifetime lost...:cry: My knees were shaking afterwards.


    How much line do you reckon you've got on your spools?


    I'm thinking that I might be coming up short on the middle sized rods if I've only got 150 metres of 10 lb on them and I tangle with something on the other side of decent..


    Mind you, the knees shaking is why I love light line fishing.

  14. Well, there is more than one reason to fish that creek. Canberra has a few advantages in that reasonable fishing is close to civilisation.

    It's purely coincidence that young fit ladies with a lycra fetish feel the need to demonstrate their firmness of body by parading it along the concrete catwalks that seem to bypass our fishing spots.


    We also get entertained at various venues by Dragon Boat teams, the aformentioned rowers, cyclists, skaters, joggers, dog walkers, skateboarders and occasionally wedding parties.


    My small binoculars only get used to check out the fashion sense of the bridesmaids and if the groomsmen have appropriately hemmed their trousers to break at the right point on the shoe.


    Spandex body wrap doesn't have these issues, so I tend to look at other details. We were tempted to make up some score cards to hold up in the hope of encouraging some competition, but it might look like we're there for something other than fishing..


    We have decided that as pepperoni has been confirmed at a legitimate carp bait, we are going to introduce some of our colleagues to carp fishing. This will be done by way of taking them out, explaining our tactics, pointing out the advances made in carp fishing in the last 20 years, setting them up with baited rods, chairs, bottled fluid of mildly alcoholic content and culminating in having pizza delivered to a GPS location coinciding with ours.


    There may even be a small whiteboard presentation on the various rigs and the evolution of carp bait, which is where the pizza will come in.


    Until then, we'll continue to trawl the Internet for information and just keep going out to sit on the banks, hoping to test the integrity of our knots against fish that can't be lifted out of the water by the lines that pull them in.


    I've been lucky enough to fly fish for trout in Canada and the USA where I could share my swim with raccoons, gators, squirrels and hear the sound of beavers slapping the water in alarm and Elk or Moose roaring off in the distance.


    It's almost exactly the same in Canberra.


    I can see the flag of Parliament house fluttering in the distance, sit back and shut my eyes and listen.

    I can sometimes hear car alarms going off on the other side of the water and off in the distance, I can hear the roaring of the beanie-headed bogan, with his SS commodore hitting the rev limiter.


    Ah, Canberra.

    Home to swarms of scaley, fishy smelling, bottom feeding creatures of limited intelligence, that turned up by suspicious methods in places that nobody wants them, by methods that nobody is quite sure of.


    And they're generally despised by most Australians.


    But I guess every country has to have Politicians.


    At least we have reasonable carp fishing here.

  15. Today was designated as a fishing day, so last night I went out to try the new spomb berley distribution device in an attempt to provide an enchanting environment for carp delectation.

    Light was fading as it does this time of year, but not before I got to witness the kind of splash that the spomb makes shortly before it does its underwater oyster vomit trick.

    It's more than the normal spod makes, but it's about twice as fat.


    I faffed a few lobs on purpose to see if I could make it fail to deliver it's load of tuna oil flavoured chicken pellets.


    Nope. Worked a treat every single time. The only thing you have to watch out for is that the hinge is at the end of the tail fin, so if there is anything on the flat parts that form half the fin near the hinge, it won't close properly.


    I found that a scoop from the local chinese cheap shop worked brilliantly and let me ladel in pellets in a heaped line to make the best use of the internal volume.


    In short order I had six kilos of burley distributed across our target area.


    Then we came back at 9am today to see if it had been worth the effort.


    Oh, while I think of it, when you actually get a spomb in your hand, it looks rather small. I thought that it wouldn't get as much as the bigger spod we had, so first up for the day was to fill the spomb with our two other spods to compare load bearing capacity.


    The small spod filled it to about the quarter of it's capacity. The larger spod didn't make half.

    It's quite deceptive.


    Much is made of carp's love of corn, so I figured that chucking out a load of creamed corn with the spomb would achieve a great test of it's disgorging capability and also give the taste and smell, but not a tummy full of corn to Monsieur Carp.


    And the Spomb handled it like a champ. I'm really impressed with this gadget. If you dripped honey and strawberry jam over Megan Fox, Jessica Alba and Scarlett Johansson, jammed them in and cast them into midstream, they'd get kicked out faster than Fred Nile at a Village People fan club.


    But onto the day's events.


    I had noticed that the Google Maps photos and Bing photos of our favourite part of the lake showed the same weed patterns even though they're significantly different in terms of time. They're totally different years and seasons.


    Because there are some landmarks easily visible, even though our casting spot is hidden by trees, we should be able to find where the optimum spot is in the weeds to put the hookbaits.


    I had printed out some of the aerial photos that showed points of reference and figured that if google maps were oriented North/South, I could just align the maps and take reversed compass headings off a few landmarks to get our casting point.


    Because I've measured the distances to a few things around the area with google maps, I could give a good idea of what line and distance we'd need to hit the right spot.


    So I set about with sighting compass, compensated to 12 degrees east declination and things didn't quite work out. Eventually we realised that there is more than one park bench that can be seen from the other side of the lake. Yet only one is visible in the picture.


    Eventually, my fishing buddy said that we should just ignore "North" as designated by google and measure the angle between two known points on our side, from a landmark on the other.


    So we did this instead.

    It got us between the two trees that we though we were between and we were able to identify a group of trees on the horizon that lined up exactly with the apex of the feature in the weeds that we wanted to target.


    Where I had thought this spot was, as I'd seen it in the photos, was about five metres to the right of where we'd burley'd, so I figured we'd target it next trip and see what happened this time. My fishing buddy had drawn that side and so elected to explore it somewhat.


    We were armed with 1st, 2nd and the new basic 50/50 mix boilies, along with various versions of the bread and cheese ball anointed with some concoction that I can't remember the name of, but it's supposedly a scientifically developed bit attracting chemical.


    Just in case, I bought some home brand corn. Carp don't appear to be tag hags when it comes to tinned corn. Besides, we had home brand creamed corn as appetiser. They might be be brand loyal. Nobody has tested this yet.


    And it was very quiet.


    Even the rats were having a day off.


    Everything went on as before. But not a peep out of the fish. We saw one jump half heartedly, like it had a hang over, but pretty much nothing. for the first couple of hours.


    Eventually, we were visited by some pigeons. That was rather unusual.


    I'm not a big pigeon fan, but I do think that when the day comes that they decide that all politicians will have statues carved, pigeons will have a dramatic rise in popularity as we will finally have a representative that will symbolically speak for us all.


    The pigeons strolled through our assortment of gear, limbo'd under the rods and decided that the open corn can was their personal invitation to dine on our tab.


    I decided that as the carp weren't biting, I should attempt to catch a pigeon instead.

    My fishing buddy looked sceptical.


    Little did he know, but I grew up in a house with an original copy of "Graves The Ten Bushcraft Books" The relevant chapter can be viewed here: http://chrismolloy.com/www/p139


    There was a new rod in the car that hadn't been strung up before as I haven't got around to dividing up the 10lb braid, so I grabbed it and the spare 50lb spod braid.

    With a rod holder and a stick, the rod was in rough position. Four bits of carefully whittled, carved and notched stick later, I had a cleared spot with a 50lb orange braid noose on the ground. Once the sear piece was tied into the string and the trigger rod set up, the noose was laid out over the trigger rod. The braid was pulled down to tension up the rod as a spring and a loop wrapped over the empty spool and held with the bail arm.


    Carp bait corn fuelled the trap and we had a laugh as the pigeons had long since departed.


    While this had gone on, we were starting to get finicky bites. Not being sure if it was line bites, we persisted with the cheese and bread balls.

    Eventually, I tired of this and figured that maybe we had a lot of small carp taking tentative nibbles on something that they couldn't get in their gobs.


    So I stripped off the bread blob and instead of using the hair, just put the corn on the hook old style.


    Within ten minutes we had the first carp banked.

    Bingo. A tiddler of barely 1 kg.


    We changed everything over to corn and set back to see what happened.


    What did was an increase in stronger bites.


    And then, the pigeons came back.


    Hilariously, they regarded the trap with suspicion. Even bright orange string in a ring with snacks in the middle says something is up, to a bird.


    They stood with their feet just outside the braid and pecked at what they could get to.


    Being that there were two of them, with a third onlooker, maybe they felt that being cautious was eventually less of a concern. They soon cleaned up what was available within beak radius of the string edge and then the one closest to the trigger rod stepped reluctantly into the circle.


    It pecked at the pile of corn in the middle, just to the side of the trigger rod. It bumped it. But not enough. We giggled like schoolgirls.


    about twenty seconds later, it bumped it just enough again.


    This time, it sprung the trap.


    What I didn't bother to do was to make sure that the rod tip would move enough before it straightened up, to close the noose completely from any point within the circle.


    Luckily though, the fall guy pigeon was at the furthest end of the trigger rod and the noose of braid neatly closed just enough.


    We laughed because we initially thought we'd missed.


    Neither of the pigeons had moved although the trap had successfully sprung.

    Then I got up to see what had happened and the pigeons took to the air.


    One got all of about two feet away.


    Our second catch of the day!


    Pigeons are too hard to weigh and the line weight / animal weight ratio was more than 100:1 in the wrong direction.


    The bird also didn't seem too keen on being tossed back into the water and managed to avoid it, disappearing with its wingmen to parts unknown.


    I doubt it will raid the corn again.


    The corn started to produce and as it was getting gently hit, we had to go back to bait checks at regular intervals. I found a 2 kilo plus carp during a bait check.


    Stealthy [censored]....


    Eventually I got to a total of three carp and one pigeon when my companion finally hooked up his first fish with our first ever screaming run.


    It was on a bread and cheese ball. A standard carp of just over 4 kilos.


    Corn and bread is still beating boilies so far, but I'm sure that the tide will turn as the feeding gets more active.

    Regardless, we've got better tactics and technique now.


    We're recording what we're doing and what we're catching. It's slowly coming together and there is one special project that's on the way.


    Similar things have been done before, but not in this country and not like I have planned if everything works.


    We might have something to show you guys in a few months.

  16. Prices for fishing and rod licenses don't exist here. You will need to pay in a commercial fishery, but they're few and far between. Carp ones don't exist at all.

    You'll need a license to fish in NSW. In fact, everywhere in Aus except the ACT requires one.


    3 Days - $6.00

    1 Month - $12.00

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    Here's what you should read for NSW in terms of regulations:

    It should get you started.



  17. When these fish are being tagged, are they being measured and weighed as well?

    It would be interesting to see what sort of fish these conditions are producing. I'm sure that the growth/weight charts might start looking odd towards the top end with short fatties like steve's first one showing up.

    That's more like 5 kilo length.


    And is there a running total on how often each number is caught?


    Nice work by the volunteers, too.


    Get your self something like this for making the sausages before you roll the boilies on the roller table.


    I got bored a few nights ago, so decided to whip up a simple 50/50 mix to test out the sequence.

    (the extra egg to make up five in a 16 ounce mix makes ALL the difference)

    Simple tools like a cheap electric beater vastly speed up the process and the one I have has dough hooks as well. This lets me use it far into the dark side of it's duty cycle when the mixture gets more than a brisk whisk.


    Rolling the mixture into sausages takes an incredible amount of time, compared to being able to squeeze them out in a ready sized extrusion.


    So nails, you're absolutely right. The sausage gun is the way to go.


    Knowing the right diameter of sausage will speed up experimentation quite a bit.


    I used to occasionally use a pneumatic sealant gun when I was in the military. The flow control was exceptionally good when it was adjusted to the right pressure. While I initially had thoughts of that, I realised that the difference in extrusion hole would probably make the bait come out of the nozzle fast enough to be used as a non lethal riot weapon.


    While the thought of that is more than a little bit amusing, for making bait it's also impractical.


    So a sausage gun will be on the list of things to look out for, unless I can devise another way out of it.

  19. Oddly enough, the GDE has sped things up incredibly when it's not peak hour..

    When it's four lanes all the way (one day) it will be awesome!


    The 26th was full moon and just for the hell of it, we went out again to see if there was any appreciable change.


    I was trying cheese and bread balls on two lines in the burleyed area and a curry boilie concoction on another in a seperate area.


    Things were pretty dead, but for the first time three water rats decided to keep us company. Normally they're pretty entertaining to watch and feed with various bits of bait but three of them together must have been enough for them to decide to put on a floor show. The slapstick three stooges routine of chasing each other around and falling into the water morphed into some synchronised swimming.


    That was fine, except that they appeared to cotton on to the fact that they could attempt to play tunes by strumming the strings of the odd flashing musical instruments on shore.


    Maybe someone told them that flashing lights can induce siezures. They sure had a good go at Beethoven's fifth on the four stringed carp harp that we had apparently set up for their musical endeavours.


    Well, our bite detectors are of different brands.

    Eventually we figured that putting food out for them on the burrow side of the lines was the smarter option. The rats snax takeaway pile was repositioned and replenished on the other side of the lines and the encore performances lost their allure.


    There was a bit of activity on the bite detectors that wasn't attributable to ratmaninov 6lb braid concerto no2 attempts and they now became discernable from the background noise.


    It was too regular to be line bites, so eventually I struck one out of frustration and hooked a tiny carp. Checking it's mouth size against our baits, it was pretty obvious that this was what was happening. It was trying to gum the bread marble to death.


    Eventually, I got sick of nothing happening and broke out the trusty zoom focus torch to see if I could see anything on the other side of the inlet.


    In the murky water, I made out some 70 centimeter plus carp, hovering in about two feet. They always look white in reflected light. Within a distance of twenty metres I counted another thirteen. All almost hovering or swimming very slowly. Definately less active than a normal summers day. (Which is to be expected.)


    Lining up the marks that we cast against, let me guestimate the areas of depth. More marker float work required there.


    I went back and sent my companion out to have a look for the carp, but he couldn't see anything.


    After we packed up at 9, I suggested that we both go and have a look again so that I could point them out and train his eye. There seemed to be even more in the same areas. Wandering further along, I could see a white shopping bag poking out of the water, so that gives you an idea of the depth.

    We were amazed to see eight carp of 3 kilo and above investigating it with great interest. There was an empty cup and something else inside.

    One was sucking at the plastic in an attempt to get whatever was inside.

    It was rather interesting.


    Keeping in mind some of the observations of the time scales of carp returning to their interest, we watched for a while and then I lobbed a squashball sized rock into the bag.


    The carp naffed off, of course, but stayed in a rough half circle in the deeper water about two metres away from the bag.


    So whatever was in there was interesting them. Even as we watched they were moving slowly back to the bag.

    Maybe it was competition because of the number there. Maybe something really nice to carp was leaking from the bag.

    In terms of observation, it was interesting, but I wouldn't gain any general thoughts of behaviour without many more detailed ones.


    What was in the bag other than a plastic coffee cup?

    Who knows?


    But it is Canberra, so if a prostitute turns up somewhere missing a head, I'm going to anonymously email the google map coordinates to the police.

  20. Actually no. But thanks for the lead! There are quite a few passionate fishermen at DFF. :)


    (I wonder if there are some passionate foresters?)


    A few years ago, I said literally one wrong word about where some info had come from, to the wrong person at a backyard barbeque on a Sunday.


    On Monday morning, an entire business unit in a Government Department had interviews with their Assistant Secretary to see who had been giving out their opinions. Handily enough, it was a comedy of errors situation and I found out about it third hand over twelve months later and put two and two together.


    But knowing that these kinds of things happen, makes me never divulge names. Protecting sources of information means that you can go back later and ask more questions.


    We're in the information age. Sometimes Information can be traded for alcohol.

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