Forecast was for a screaming Nor'easter, so I elected to stay close and inside. Out before sunrise, wind not too bad, travelled a short distance, and dropped the pick just as the wind really came up. Good fish showing--could'nt catch any livies as i was just getting smashed up, always a good sign, so i investigated with a jig and hooked up first drop. A solid, quality fish, hooks pulled  So back down and into a steady procession of little gold-spot trevally. They were only 48-50 cm, and happily smashing a 100gm Evergreen Caprice on the PE2 gear. When i'd had enough of them, and there didn't seem to be anything else interested, down went the bait and straight into a solid fish. 50lb overhead gear, and this was obviously no little trevally. When it came into sight, a nice mulloway--with the biggest shark I have ever had alongside this or any boat right behind him. I grabbed the 80lb leader, he swallowed the fish from behind as I was trying to lift it, with the result I ended up in a tug of war with the shark seemingly trying to climb into the boat, eyeball to eyeball. I remember thinking that bronzies just don't get this big--this bloke was as big as any tiger I have ever been close to, more like a bloody great white., huge across the head and deep through the body. Anyway, inevitable happened and I ended up with the head. Note to self--don't ever " can't be bothered" when it comes to getting the gopro on your head .

So, down with another bait, and another good fish within minutes--this one came up at Ningaloo-like speeds to avoid the bitey ( who I never saw again) and turns out to be a nice fat trout. A few more smash-ups and bite offs, and things went quiet. All over by 830. Couldn't go in as I'd had to launch at the upstream ramp, as my preferred one at the rivermouth was shut, and there was no way I could manage that ramp with the wind howling straight down the river. Moved around a bit until the wind dropped, and went in with nothing else worth mentioning.

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