Finally, after years of trying I got one. Last Pania SCC field weekend I decided not to drive to far away beaches in search of fish. All reports from those who had were somewhat dismal and I decided to save my petrol and fish locally. If I was going to catch nothing anyway, why waste petrol and $$ to do it?
So I fished local beaches and as expected pickings were very slim. A few small Kahawai up to about 40cm was all I could manage.
As I mentioned in the last post, January is Kingfish time, so in the end I put a 40cm kahawai out as a live-bait and left it to do its thing while trying all sorts of cut baits on the other rod.
Nothing showed any interest in my Kahawai, or indeed the baits on the other rod, until about 8pm. Just on sunset I noticed my live-bait getting quite agitated. The rod tip bouncing as it tried desperately to get away.
Then it stopped bouncing and the rod slowly took on a big bend. As I got to the rod and pulled it out of the stand, all hell broke loose.
The poor old Daiwa screamed in protest as mr Kingfish decided to go somewhere else, fast!
Only having 8kg line on the reel I had to be a bit careful and resist the urge to try and ‘deal to it’, instead letting it run and keeping as much constant pressure as I dared.
The fish would make a burning run and stop for a while as I slowly put line back on the spool. Then it would scream off again and take all my hard won line away again.
I learned another thing too, stiff 14ft surfcasting rods kill at both ends!
Twenty minutes later with burning arm muscles I managed to spot the tell-tale yellow fins in the water just beyond the first wave.
In the mean time a fellow surfcaster from down the beach had taken an interest in my struggle and was now standing behind me with cellphone camera at the ready.
A lucky wave gave me the opportunity to ‘surf’ the fish in on its side and I had my first ever land based Kingfish of 15.34kg