Peter, what gear are you using for livebaiting?

Hi SI, I'm using Tiger ugly stik around 6'6'' & shimano TLD25  & 24 kg. I do clip it for obvious reasons, it dosen't fall over all the time just now & then depending on the livie. I was reading a pommie fishing book the other day & saw a tripod type arrangement that could be the go! one leg had a support for two rods on it & the other two just spread out from it. a modification from that might be to have two supporting legs for the rod & the usual rod holder on the butt of the rod. all more gear to carry in though, but a couple of bits of ali tube would'nt weigh much!

cheers, P.C.

by working faithfully eight hours a day, you may eventually get to be a boss & work twelve hours a day! 

Peter, Jerm is right, 'Rocky' spikes are definitely a good investment. They have other uses aswell and you won't be able to damage one of these baby's in a hurry.

Yeah, when I saw the price of it I thought holy sh*t and handed it back to the guy behind the counter.. took me a while to go back and buy it but I'm most happy I did now. Being so small means it's easy to stow in the backpack.

whoops sorry mucked that one up Woody! try www.gerrysfishing.com then go to ''gerrys of morecambe'' scroll down to ''Gerrys fishing tackle gerrys of morecambe'' I think it was number 8 on the list go to beach & then accessories.

cheers, P.C.  

Reminds me of a good story. A friend and I were fishing one of our fav East Cape ledges. Trouble here is crevices/rod-holders. We had three livebaits out between us. A blue cod and a trev in shaky positions and a kahawai about 20 metres away in a secure holder.
A JD turned up, and being a bit quiet we decided to try to catch it. After a period of failed attempts, Steve decided to take a walk around the rockpools looking for a suitable livebait. Consequently I was left in charge of the liveys. Thats when the trouble started....
My live kahawai swam all the way back into the weeds, meaning I had to move down the rocks to attend to this wayward fish. As we all know, this sort of behavior often means action. From this position, I had to stand down at the ledge edge, and lean out to see the rod tips of the other two liveys back down the rocks, as a big lump of rock separated the two spots. After finally coaxing the kahawai back out into a better zone, I was securing the rod back into its holder when I heard a faint noise over the wind. I didn't register but walked down to the waters edge and checked the other rods. Sure enough one of the rods was pointing to the horizon.
Scrambling back to where the rods were, the first thing I noticed was that there was only one of them. It was Steves outfit and it was still screaming. I grabbed the rod and laid into the fish, while looking around the gear strewn everywhere, questioning myself as to whether I had put a livey out on the other rod or not. Most of the time I was yelling for Steve, but over the wind he did'nt hear a thing. Steves fish had too much of a head start on me and found foul.
I was in the process of trying a few techniques and angles to work the fish out when he turned up.
I gave him the rod and immediately searched all of the area. My outfit was gone. A brand new TLD25 with an original 9ft Kilwell LBG rod. I was gutted and moped around the rocks for the next couple of hours.
After a while I had a look thru my tackle box , and found a cheap lure with a treble on it. Fully expecting to lose it I cast it out and let it sink. A slow drag revealed a clean bottom. The 2nd cast in a varied direction hooked into a bit of foul, but with a little pressure it started to come. An quiet air of expectation fell over the scene. I still vividly remember the vision as slowly a rod tip, then the length of the rod materialised from the murky waters. Steve grabbed it as soon as it came within range and I'm sure I danced some sort of jig!
He passed me my beloved outfit and as water drained from the reel, the line trailing into the briny slowly tightened... my god, the fish was still on. Hours later! I tried for a good half hour to unsnag that fish before busting off. That would have been a good end to the tale.
It was mixed emotions that day. Over the moon, because I got my gear back, but saddenened because we lost two good fish that may well have died where they lay tangled.
Its a true story though. Damn rodholders....

Mars

Hey mars great story, bloody lucky to get that back, I hope Steve shouted you a beer. Murphys law strikes again! sometimes I get nosey & start looking around the rocks when things get slow & find myself further & further away from my gear, thats when things can go wrong. I remember once we were fishing a big flat ledge that was coverd in about 4 inches of water & I put my rod in the rod holder & wondered around a bit then the rod screamed & I went running back to its aid. It wasn't until later in the day & some of the water had drained of the ledge that I saw a rock pool perfectly round and about the size of a 20 ltr bucket right where I had run across earlier. It would of been a leg breaker for sure if you stepped in it. ( lession learned ) we had kayaked to the spot & it would of been a air lift out I would think.

cheers, P.C.

hi Toad, I think I might try to put some small legs on my home made rod holders & see how that goes for now. those spiders were they ropes or canvas straps or something I remember something like that a while back.

cheers, P.C.

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