All anglers in this neck of the woods are keenly anticipating the peak of the spring snapper run.
The surf beaches are all fishing well with salmon to 1.5kg being the norm. Williamsons, Baxters and Kilcunda beaches have all had good consistent reports.
Below the Bridge, Cleelands Bight has been the best spot to bag a few calamari.
Above the Bridge, Dickies Bay and the Bass River mouth have been producing a few whiting for those willing to put the time in and a few new season snapper have started showing up around Elizabeth Island and Freeman Point.
These fish were in the 5-6kg range. There are also reports of new fish in Port Phillip in the Beaumaris area. Yes, it’s that time of year again when snapper fever takes hold and the car parks are full and overflowing, both bays are full of boats and lots and lots of anglers with ‘snapperitis’.
I decided to give Flinders a go in early September for the big squid. Weather wise it was a bit windy and we tried artificial and baited jigs for a couple of hours and never raised a squid. The next day we tried Sorrento and managed 15.
I have been amazed this year to see how many fishos there are targeting squid these days. A few years ago at this time of year you might see 3-4 boats out chasing squid now it’s common to see 50-60 boats at Sorrento, it’s become very popular. But then again all forms of fishing have come ahead in leaps and bounds as people realise how great the sport is on their doorstep.
I took the grandkids fishing to a small stream in South Gippsland but the fishing wasn’t as good as I expected.
We only managed four trout and a couple of eels. After a very wet winter I was expecting a lot of well-conditioned fish. The browns that we caught were in good nick but were just pan size.
The reason for the lack of fish was in the last couple of weeks prior to the trout opening we had little or no rain and I was surprised to see how low the water level in the river was.
The trout here tend to hold up in the hidey-holes and are reluctant to come out and feed during daylight hours.
Ah well, that’s fishing – the grandkids still enjoyed it.Reads: 808