Another good solid effort this morning.   Managed to get down to tha local for 6:45am.   Water was nice and flat just like tha seabreeze website had told me it was gonna be.   I was stoked that I had tha swell sorted out.   I figured it was gonna be another bucket of herring day.   I keep telling my mate it happens.  Funny though it never happens when him and I get out together.   When we got down to tha beach it was really churned up and full of sea weed.   Tha water fas far from clear wich canned our fluoro visibilty.  We burleyed up and started casting and retrieving. Nothing.    I was hoping to get a herring so that I could have another crack at sending out a ganged rig.   Luckily I had brought sum frozen squid for bait.   I cut one in half and sent it out.   My mate managed a herring and I decided that maybe I would switch up to a whiting rig.   Within a couple of minutes I had a couple of decent sized bites then nothing.   I reeled in to find a really good sized whiting on my hook.  They certainly don't fight like herring do they!!!!  I was stoked! Until today whenever they were caught they were always to small to eat.   This whiting easily had herring size fillets.  After ripping tha hook out of tha whiting cause it had swallowed it.    I baited up again and cast. Nibble Nibble then BANG tha reel screamed and I was on!!!   Maybe 20seconds later I was cursing like a mother fucker cause what ever it was was long gone.   I reeled in to find my hook was gone and so was whatever had hit my line.   I can't wait to land something that makes my line go bang!!! What a high it is when you first get hit and know you have something.  Tha fuckin comedown though is shit when its so quick.   Anyhow I fried my whiting in some butter lemon and salt and pepper for lunch and it was tasty.   Why did I not start fishing earlier in life.   All those wasted hours in nightclubs hookin up with heaps of chicks when I could have been fishing.