I felt the 20lb braided line being rubbed vigorously on the structure below and then noticed the fish had stripped the gears on my overhead reel, which resulted in having no control over this vivacious Murray cod. With the cod now stripping line from the reel's spool and my kayak being funnelled into the fallen tree effortlessly, it swam under its hidden hideaway, back to where it came from.
An explosion of an erupting cod followed and I only managed a short glimpse of the fish as it struck the lure rather aggressively. As the light was fading I decided to fish surface using a ZMan 4" Pop FrogZ, casting at the gnarly structure that lay along the edges of the river. Not from the lack of trying, this was the largest cod caught over the weekend measuring at an approximate length of 68cm. This was Shaun's first ever Murray cod so a photo opportunity was never in doubt before releasing the fish back to its underwater lair. Shaun and I chose to head downstream ?and it wasn't long before he hooked up to a Murray cod willing to take his presentation, a Red & Black Scale Striker Spinnerbait, slowly rolled back through the intertwined maze of snags that lay beneath us mid-stream. Some opted to remain comforted by the warmth of the campfire as the fantastic aromas of roast venison and vegie's cooking on the coals in the rustic camp ovens filled the cool air. With darkness falling rapidly into our first evening under the stars, some of us opted to launch the kayaks and see if we could raise a fish or two. It seemed that TT Lures range of Striker and Tornado Spinnerbaits were the lures of preference and they didn't disappoint one bit over the entirety of our short trip. After some advice from the local characters joining us, discussions were had on what lures might work best for the conditions we were faced with. Setting up camp didn't take too long at all and our opened lure boxes were soon spread across the back of the ute. There is something special about this country and personally, after residing within the region a while ago, it bought back some very fond memories as it always does. It just so happened to be the first cold snap of the season and it was certainly a shock to the system for those of us not being acclimatized to the freezing conditions. It wasn't even winter, yet we experienced some freezing conditions with ice forming on our kayaks overnight and we awoke to some spectacular sunrises, albeit with a good layer of frost on the canvas of our swags. From here we continued westward to a property of livestock and broad acre farming, with the Dumaresq River cutting through its boundaries. We set out from the warmer coastal regions of the Sunshine Coast in Queensland and headed inland nearing a small regional agricultural town known for its friendly atmosphere and hospitality. On a recent trip west of the Great Dividing Range, joined by some good mates and invited to camp on the river banks of the Dumaresq River on private property, we experience some incredibly cold conditions while chasing Murray cod and golden perch.
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