Hey Fella Anglers,
The fishing season has begun in Dubai. Well we started late though. Yesterday we went offshore. Just the four of us. Me, Keyur, Agnelo and the Boat. Enough room and no fish finders but we carried along the instincts of an angler. Tried trolling and were hoping to hear the reel sing but we were terribly wrong the reel had a sore throat. But it did sing for a while and thats cause the lines got tangled. Cost us a bit of time to get it sorted. Soon we decided to do some bottom fishing and dropped our lines with shrimp as bait, the captain was using sabiki a few moments later Keyur pulls out a small bream good for the pan. For the rest of us we had a dry day I guess no nibbling no movements. The bait came back intact. It was time for another spot. Got a feeding frenzy in sight rushed to that spot and started dropping our lines. Got my rig ready with shrimp on it open the bail arm, released the line and was waiting to hit the bottom. The line ran out of my spool at a very high speed and I knew something had taken my bait. I hastily dropped the bail arm and the creature was pulling the line even on a good drag. I tightened the drag and used my palm to add some more drag. Took me approx 5 to 6 mins to surface the fish and there it was a good size Catfish weighed less than 2 kgs though.
Till then the rest were silent and no news from downunder. I had another strike and got it hooked. This one made me struggle. Every 2 mins it took a deep dive with my rod tip taking being submerged in water. It was a good fight for a while and I managed to get it to the surface and lo behold what I saw on the surface actually shocked me. My eyes paused for a while whilst the other two lad were saying something which I did not hear. It was a Trevally, the fish I sought. I was all confused with Keyur trying to use the landing net and I was trying to get the rod in a good position to get the fish closer. Even before the net could kiss the fish it threw the hook
and sadness prevailed on the boat. With Keyur cursing me with his unwanted comments and I was cursing him in my mind saying why he did not have a long rod for that landing net :) It was a disappointment which I could not reveal but just gulped it down slowly. :)
Time for the third spot, Once again the captain and me got a strike. The captain was dragging something on his sabiki rig whilst I was fighting the fish. The captain landed a good size queen fish in no time and was helping me and the other anxious lad was waiting with the net ready. After odd 6 to 7 mins it was another cat fish but slightly bigger than the first one. Now I was feeling good and hope the trevally would strike again. But then it never happened and we tried a few other spots trying to hook a good hamour. But I guess that was it we called it a day.
A few pics of the cath: