Before we start chatting about fishing and boating, I have to mention my much better half, my beloved wife: we have been married for 31 years this week and it was also Kerryne’s 40+12 birthday (might get in trouble for that).
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It’s been a great ride so far and it’s only going to get better.
In fishing terms, Kerryne is by far my P.B.
I took the Riv Jet out to Jones’ for a demo on Sunday morning and, due to the river being so low, the boat was in its element.
We put in at 6am and noticed a young Labrador running around, didn’t think much of it.
We hightailed it up stream around 35kmh for about 6km and not once did we have to slow down.
It’s still got me buggered why river fishermen have not jumped on to these motors, as there are no gearboxes to damage with nothing below the bottom of the boat.
Anyway, we find some fishy looking snags, I tie a spinnerbait on with some cold hands, Forbsey and Tully are already peppering the snags, now I am using a Samaki fishing rod and a Diawa Zing overhead reel and the reason I am saying this will become clear in a minute.
While it may not be the best gear, it’s not far off it and I saved a long time to get it, so back to my first cast remembering cold hands and throw the whole bloody lot into the water.
I yells out “gosh” and dive my arm into the 11 degree water but it’s gone.
Lucky Forbes is on the ball and hits the anchor lock on the electric motor.
Even though it is my best cod fishing outfit, the 1 degree ambient temperature, the 11 degree water, the sun not yet up and no extra dry clothes, there ain’t no way I’m going in the 1.6m deep water to retrieve it.
Remember this is my first cast, so I am thinking it’s going to be a long day.
Forbsey told me to grab the retriever and do a sweep down the starboard side of the boat. Nothing.
I go out wider and feel a ting.
I have another go, feel it again and turn the retriever as if I am putting it on the line to get a lure back, and my rod comes up on the end of it.
You bloody beauty!
I would say we had been in this position for about 10 minutes, next thing a bloody Labrador jumps into the water beside us.
We move to the opposite side of the river thinking the dog will stay there, but no, it follows us.
For two and a half hours we are playing tag with the dog pretty much swimming to every fishing spot either before or when we get there.
We didn’t turn a reel for the time we were there.
Even when we pulled up stumps early and headed back to the boat ramp, the dog ran on the bank beside us at 28 kilometres per hour.
So our “demo” run was exactly that.
If you are a river fisherman and thinking of a new boat or motor, have a serious think about the outboard jet as it will save you money and heartache when the river is low.
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Send your picture, with details of your catch, to rivcontributors@fairfaxmedia.com.au.