FK Mini BBQ, Surf Fishing CR & Action Filled Casting!
It was an impromptu mini gathering of sorts, and by 6pm, most of us had reached Bedok Jetty for some catching up over a mini BBQ and not to mention surf fishing!
There was a constant breeze blowing in from the north and squid was not surfacing. Tamban was rare in the daytime, but we managed to jig some Tua Bak for bait at night. Baits were casted out, food was prepared :partyman: and we were having a great time chatting. What more can the gang ask for?Of course, that was SCREECHING REELS!
The first instance came at 3am, where Aric's reel went screaming. However, the mainline broke almost immediately upon setting the hook. So much for 12lb mainline, accidents do happen and that is the reason most jetty regulars prefer minimum 30lb mainlines, to have a decent fighting chance against a rotten seabed with countless items that can cut one's mainline.
At around 3.30am, Sanpan's LD50H gave a short screech. Everyone looked up and after a momentary lapse, the reel's ratchet went into overdrive, with a shrill loudness piercing the silence of the wee hours. Sanpan slipped when he ran to his rod, and a fellow kaki immediately picked up the rod and set the hook. Everyone could see that this was not a small fish, and the first run of the fish easily stripped off more than 100m of line. As time passed, we took turns putting pressure on the fish, trying to turn it's head. One thing for sure, we knew that this one was a mean Stingray, and easily breaching the 20kg mark.After more than 20 minutes into the fight, Murphy's Law proved itself again. The reel knob of the aftermarket handle of the LD50H was worked loose! After some hurried discussions, a couple of us quickly dismantled a matching handle from my Daiwa SLOSH reel and we conducted a emergency repair, with the Ray still out there! That was some decent FK pitstop work, with teamwork proving itself again. And so, the fight continues......Alas, after 1 hour and 10 minutes into the fight, the unthinkable happened. For sometime before this, we suspected the fish has firmly buried itself into the sand as it was refusing to budge for a good 20 minutes. After some patient waiting, putting pressure on the fish and strumming of the line, the fish started off on a short run again. Without any warning sign, the mainline burst. Upon inspection later, more than 10 metres of the mainline was very rough, showing signs of abrasion. Everyone was very disappoined as we were very close to seeing the fish, but then again, this encounter will be deeply imprinted into the memory of those who were there on this night. Even as I am tying this catch report, my arms feel like lead. I believe it is so for Edmund and the other guys too.Roughly an hour later, a nice Threadfin was landed by a fellow angler. This was an eventful night, and in the morning, there was some comical action going on, but that will be another story. Cheers.