Drooling, I quickly set up my gear - a 14 ft telescopic Shimano Surf Spin combined with a small Daiwa Twistbuster reel, and rigged up a whole Pilchard. No sooner had my bait hit the water just beyond the breakers when my line went taut and the Shimano was bent into a U-shape. The drag was zipping off and as I tried to see where my line went, I saw a fish jumping clear of the water in the distance... SALMON!!!
After a brief but violent struggle, with me running up and down the beach in order to pump the fish in, the Salmon lay glistening on the soft white sand. What a beauty!! It looked at least 2 kg.
This went on continuously for the next 2 hours till I ran out of bait. In the end, I only kept 6 fish and released the rest. By the way, the Aussie fishos were relegated to spectator status as they just could not cast to where the Salmon were with their cumbersome gear while my Shimano outfit gave me the distance I needed. I've got to give full credit to the rod.
The next day, armed with a 5 kg block of Pilchards and my trusty Shimano, I headed for the same beach and the action was even better than the day before. HOT! HOT! HOT! The memory of that second day will forever be etched in my mind. Words cannot express the thrilling experience I had as I caught and released many many big Salmon and some Tailor. Nowadays, I still dream of going back to Eden.
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