The next day i walked in at 2am, hoping to catch some Slimie Mackerel at night for baits. We had some cooler water and the only action we saw was a Shark giving my live bait a crew cut.
After a solid night of rain i waited in line for the weapons range to open and to race the other LBG nutters down to the ledge. It was on for young and old.
The rain was supposed to turn into showers and at this stage i was starting to worry if my already wet gear would see me through the night if this bad weather continued.
Once down the ledge i found a spot for my pool where i thought i would be able to keep the slimie mackerel alive during the night by continuously bucketing water. It was going to be tough in any case by myself. Tempers flared as one crew took over most of the ledge with pools and tarps to sleep under. All the other guys were clearly more prepared for bad weather than i was but i was determined to soldier on.
This is how it's done properly:
By 10pm, fishing for bait was well underway but it became clear to me after my last set of clothes were soaked, i had to pull the pin.
All up a great few days at a historic LBG location and some lessons learned once again.