Went down to Christchurch to wet a line and watch the sun go down for a hour or so.
Spotted a couple of Mullet while walking down the bank to where i might get a Bass or an early season Seatrout. First Mullet i've seen, a good sign, Summers coming, it won't be long i think to myself.
Further down i spot tails sticking out of the water- Dozens of them! wow there here and early too!. Im starting to get excited and quickly put up the fly rod, heart thumping and hands shaking.
I put a fly right over the shoal, must be 100 plus fish right under my nose, this is going to be fun.
Well maybe not, the fish were so preoccupied with the nose in the mud they totally ignored my feable efforts, bugger. I think that Mullet like taking the p**s, i swear i can hear them laughing at me or am i going mad?- jurys out.
Anyway i persist and get into one, zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz ( thats my reel)
I tell you what fighting these fish in 8 inches of water is something else! closest we got to bone fish. A small fish of 1.5lb but what a scrap, first of many this season. i hope.