Apologies to those who've already read this on the other forum
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After 3 months in my new home, I've finally unpacked my fly gear and went swoffing with a local. I wasn't sure what to pack, so I took an 8wt and a 7wt as a back up for some light estuary work. The night before was spent feverishly unpacking my gear, stripping off line, loading some new line and tying leaders. After 2 hours of getting the gear ready, I realised I might need some flies Well passed midnight, I finally headed to bed, with a couple of bastardized clousers (charlie/clouser combos) coming out of the vice.
I didn't pack my waders as I thought it would be nice and sunny...big was my surprise when I got to the water and there was Roger waist deep in the estuary...in waders! I pull up and the next moment, he's into a fish. Now that's how I like my fishing! Roger gives me some info on the area and what to expect. He was nice enough to introduce me to the locals: Malcolm, a 2m stingray, a couple of pelicans, a few playful dolphins and hundreds of blowies!
I kit up and head out to meet him. First cast...strip, strip, bam! Fish on...and off. Bad knot = fly lost! I was livid! Tie on a new fly and 2 casts later, I land my first Aussie species, a Herring. Not huge, put they put up a great fight. Couple of fish later and I hook into another fish, but this time the fight feels different...less head shaking and more diving. Finally get it to hand and it's a descent size Tailor(elf)! Thank goodness the 15lb tippet lasted! Those fish have fierce teeth.
After 2 hours, I drag myself to shore. Time to head back home with a BIG smile on my face
Been back twice now and it just gets better. The tailor have moved off to the ocean, but the herring's still there. Caught 20+ in a 2 hour session on Sunday. Need to get my 4wt repaired and maybe even invest in a light(2wt) salty stick for some more fun.