FLYLIFE^29
WILD & WET
Falling asleep with the rain and wak-
ing up to it was becoming super relax-
ing. We knew we had some time on
our hands so we boiled the kettle first
thing and made a fresh pot of coffee,
sorted out flies and prepared our gear
for the day. Once the sun had started
to rise it was time to hit the water.
Along one of the grassy flats we
found a big line of dirty water pushing
in. This was sure to create the perfect
ambush point for big barramundi so
we pulled the boat up onto the grass
and started to wade out closer to
the edge where the dirty water met
the clean. After a few casts Ben was
hooked up and the fish was airborne.
Within seconds it spat the hook and left
Ben a little frustrated, to say the least.
We soon started to see a pattern in
the way the fish were feeding. They
tended to go off the bite as the sun
and rain cleared, and as soon as the
wind and rain came back so did the
fish. If the water was moving, that’s
where we found our barra.
Some of the best action was at the
head of the dam with the water level
rising fast. Here small inflow creeks
were coming alive with activity and
big barramundi, and as the weather
worsened the bite really turned on.
Having experienced one of the most
insane sessions we both sat back and
looked at the time. We had been out
in heavy rain and strong wind for over
nine hours. It was time to pull back
and head to the cabin to dry out.
Little did we know that the fishing
was only going to get better and the
weather only worse.
MORE RAIN
After hours of dreaming of sunny
skies I woke to the sound of the alarm
and thunder. Great, another beauti-
ful day in barradise. I dragged myself
off the couch and stuck my head out
Benny somewhere between a rock and a hard place.
Keep them wet.
...SMALL INFLOW CREEKS WERE COMING ALIVE
WITH ACTIVITY AND BIG BARRAMUNDI...