Yes, I wasnt aware it was a sit in kayak that he had borrowed until we turned up in the morning, this is why you found us tucked in behind  the shelter of the break water.

Theres been some big snapps caught in 3mtrs at Ohawe and they get good cod as well. Very shallow for miles out, good launching spot. I haven't had much luck there myself, however it's always been ****ty and windy when I've fished there. Not worth going if it's been raining as it dirtys up real quick.

H a all

Yeh, had a look out of the port yesterday evening, took a mate out to christen his new yak. The wind made things a bit sloppy be manageable, some good sized gurnard about

Hi all

Denoo

Aw come on Rainbow, it's pretty bloddy close

Deano I'll probably be going to WC on Saturday (WC "White Cliffs") which is off Pukearuhe road past Wai-iti. The turn off is past Urenui. Let me know if you're keen. I'll probably go at sparrows fart (early) You keen Nubee?

Not sure what I'm doing Sunday as yet

Snuck off to WC today for a late morning fish, water was like glass. On launching I could see the stump or boulder that had tossed me out of the yak the day before, so I made a mental note not to land there again. Paddled out and dropped anchor about 10.20 and had a double hit on the ledger as it hit the bottom. This continued with every drop with only fish over 33cm going in the bin. By 11.40 I had a full house of snaps and a gurnard so it was time to up anchor and head in. surf was minor, however visions of the previous day were still clear in my mind.  The beach to the right of the boulder was litterd with swimmers oblivious to the danger that lurked. (Nakimans green barge) To avoid seeing how many swimmers I could fit in the yak, I decided to land to the left, where slightly bigger surf was forming. A bit of careful judging and a nice wave was caught. Sitting on top, 20m, 30m, alls going well, look towards the beach and spy someone standing there videoing my landing. Starting to slide off the back of the wave, a couple of quick paddles, lean forward, yes back on top. Oops too far, round sideways, but that's OK, the barge comes in sideways fine. THUMP!! Yes you guessed it I found another bl**dy rock and over I go. Flip the Yak over and notice that some Barst*d forget to latch the chilly bin lid. Not a fish left in it. However dead fish float, so there I was, tripping over rocks diving for fish, surfacing and tossing them up on the beach and all this is being videoed. Managed to retrieve 8 snapps

Nubee - Stop laughing 

Well with the weather turning it on over the last couple of weeks wondaboy and I decided to venture off to spot x - a place we found the previous weekend where the snapps hit as soon as the line hit the bottom and kingis, stacked in layers,  frequently patrolled. We paddled out until we were within 500m from the spot and readied our kingi gear in case they were hanging around. Upon arriving at the spot we proceeded to cast poppers without a hint of kingis, so we dropped anchor and pulled out the snapper gear. Even though we weren't using burly the snapps once again hit as soon as the bait hit the bottom. I looked up and could see wondaboy setting up his fly gear and shortly after the cry went out "kingis". By the time I grabbed my spin gear, Wondaboys fly was already touching gently down on the water. "Ye ha", I'm on shrilled Wondaboy as I franticly flicked and retrieved a popper. Wondaboy's yak was slowly being pulled out to sea accompanied by an excited boyish chuckle. Then wack, I was hooked up. This was too easy- not much fight and in minutes a cuda reared is ugly head at the side of the yak. In one motion I grabbed my gaff and struck the cuda across the back of the head as simontaneously he spat my popper. A quick flick and I was hooked up again. This time it felt better and soon a 600mm kingi was released at the side of my yak. Wondaboy had gained control and soon released a 700mm kingi. The kingis had gone so it was back to snapper fishing for an hour or so until they showed up again. This time there were hundreds of them and at the bottom of the stack patrolled some nice metre plus kingis. Poppers, speed jigs, flys and repalas were all thrown, but all to no avail, so it was back to the snapper fishing. Again the kingis showed up and again everything bar the gumboots were thrown with no hook ups. then out to the left the water bubbled so I cast out a popper and retrieved frantically. The water rippled behind the popper, then wack, "I'm on, I'm on", he's gone. "He took my Fu*ken popper!!!" I can still hear Wondaboys laugh. A short time later Wondaboy cried "They're back". I cast out a repala just as Wondaboy hooked up on a speed jig, this was a better kingi. Then thump, as my repala got nailed. The two yaks were getting pulled towards each other. This was going to end in tears, my kingi was heading for Wondaboys anchor line, so I wound up the drag and put the pressure on, knowing that this would probably end in a bust off. The inevitable happened and my repala headed for the bottom, with the kingis leading 2 to 1. Wondaboy bagged a nice 800mm kingi and now lead 2 to zero. It was time for the long paddle back home. In all we would have pulled in about 100 fish each, mainly pannie snapper. Wondaboy kept three snaps and his kingi. I kept 10 snapps and a blue cod. All in all, a great day on the water

Long week end so what does one do with there time? The weather report was saying it was turning to **** on Monday and Sunday I had a wedding to attend so that left Saturday free for a fish. A text to Wondaboy to see if he was keen. (silly question).

All red and white cause that's the best colour.

The kingis turned up and soon Wondaboy was hooked up on a rat kingi. I frantically threw my arsenal into the water to no avail. Wondaboy hooked up on another rat. "What are you using!!". "A blue/green speed jig", was the reply. I don't have one that colour!!

I crunched up a pillie and watched it float aimlessly down into the deep clear water. Suddenly there was a flash in the burly trail, then more. The kingis were coming up my burly trail, vacuuming up the pillie remnants on the way. The light went on, an idea was hatched, and soon a an unweighted bait, consisting of a 15mm cube of pillie was deployed into my burly trail. Almost instantly it was nailed by a reasonably sized kingi and my line was screamed to the bottom, where the kingi honed his knot tying skills and soon had a nice granny knot tied around the nearest rock. I frantically readied another rig and shortly a rat kingi greeted me at the side of the yak. That was the last I saw of the kingis so it was back to snapper fishing again, this time sailing a stray line way down the burly trail. Wondaboy was now having fun with the fly rod, with copious hook ups on maomo. Meanwhile I was getting good peel outs on my stray line, with no hook ups and the odd nice pannie and good takes on the ledger. I yelled out to wondaboy, "I think there might be some goo snapps down there". I decided to change the stray line to smaller circle hooks (4/0) and went for the bin for more slabs of kawahai  but the bin was bare. At the bottom though, was a 150mm Skinless gurnard, as it had been regurgitated by another fish. Well it's been eaten once, so it was threaded onto a couple of hooks and tossed down the burly line. Almost instantly the line peeled out, the drag slowly tightened to roll the circle hooks into the corner of the snapps mouth and soon a nice 9lb snapps goes on ice. Wondaboy saw this and soon put away the fly rod and deployed a stray line. A few moments later I heard his reel scream, with a 12lb snapps going in the bin soon after. By this time I had a couple more nice snapps in the bin and had just deployed a pillie on steroids down the burly trail. Shortly the line was screaming. I took the rod from the holder, but left the line screaming for what seemed an eternity, before slowly tightening the drag. The pressure came on, I pulled the rod up quickly to ensure the hooks were well and truly embedded, however the fish kept peeling line. This was a good fish!!! At this time I wasn't sure of the nature of the fish and thoughts of Wondaboys epic battle earlier with a rather large ray, was still clear in my mind. After 3 or 4 minutes, it was clear in my mind that this was not a ray and had the hall marks of a rather large snapper. Wondaboy had noticed the action and was keen to know what I was hooked up on. It seemed like an eternity before I had gained enough line back to see colour, which confirmed that this was in fact a big snapps. I grabbed for my gaff as I exclaimed, it's a monster snapps. "It must be a big barst*rd if you're grabbing for your gaff". Several attempts with the gaff only resulted in spooking the fish, so the gaff was tossed aside, gently I slid my fingers in his gills and eased him on board. "What a beast" was closely followed by a few ye ha's!!.

We packed up soon after braced ourselves for the long paddle home, with Wondaboy keeping five snapps and me keeping 10

Hi, fished bell block late saturday and had only stingrays for company ,looks like all the snaps headed north to WC.

 Its those GPS fishing marks I bought off trademe they no good. I have to ask for my money back.

Shad - up behind the air port or head left behind the boiler. Those GPS spots on trade me were fakes, put there for the Jaffas

Nubee, Wondaboy wondered if I'd got lost on the way to the 20lb club. I've knocked on the door plenty of times, but they wouldn't let me in.

Kiwifred - I don't think that spot X is going to stay secret for very long.

NM