hahahhaa... now thn u see yr reserve spot ah ??? hahahhaa
total 4 up, 2 each, ah oh got tht big one in pic... hee
sotong not alot now, wait season in, knn, apollo 4 - 6 jigs... hahahahha... make sure one icebox full... hahaha... tht day we manage to get i think 3 sotong and maybe 10 grn eye...
i might go again in sep/oct/nov. provided i can get slot... the usual boatman no slot til nov... wtf....one of my frd wanna go try sail... me.. i think i will jst go there and keep hanthaming pop.... wanna get new set up and try more on pop b4 i go ( elsewhere ) for gt poppin... hahahhaa
maybe we arrange again next yr lah... book early, can try get sat/ sun slot...
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anyway, last ttrip ok.
sunday 5pm, pic ah oh.
-7pm, clear jb custom. a bit jam
-9.00pm reach mersing, makan fishball noodle.
-10.30pm reach rompin chalet... where the jetty is...rm100 for a room with attach bath and 4 beds ( 2x double deck ).
11pm to 2am... tcss
monday
-4.30am ... knn still cannnot zzz... very noisy outtside also.. lotsa sg car coming in between 2 to 5am... wow lau
-5.30am, waake up leow... getting more noisy, ppl outside tcss leow.
-8.15am, tapao food and set off.
-9+am, reach spot for bait
-10+am.. try for sail... boh bite...chnge spot
-11+am, kanna one big 1, fight abt 5mins, but lost, never hook up good, change spot,
-12.10pm, we all makaning lunch, alarm rang.... hook up... up one 20+kg, normal action,, jump, run, jumpp, run...fish up after maybe 15mins....change spot
- 12.40pm, tis is a good spot... less thn 20mins, hook up by ah oh, small one, but still got 20kg...tis 1 the most shiok to watch.... it was acrobatic and it ran pass the lenght of the boat ( less than 3- 4m away nia ).... the whole fish ouutta water and like running on the surface of water ) ... wow... i was stunt...louis was fishing, and me 100% focus on watching... wow wow wow.....
-1+pm, another hook up, tis one the biggest up yet...was fighting it, tis 1 keep going out and in again towards the boat, thn it will turn round oour boat and the boatman got to keep steering boat to accomodate the fish turn... thn there's tis turn tht caught me & boatman by surprise, after boatman steer to the portside, the fish L-angle turn to the port side also... and wnt under boat... i stick the whole rod into the water and loosen drag... boat man help me bring the rod round ( underwater ) the outboard motor, and i cont to fight it...after abt 15mins, up leow.
-2pm... was saying...louis turn, com'on, one more... hook up, we take pictures together.... and we call it a day... .. less thn 10mins, hook up... the biggest yet.... hook up on the saltiga 40 reel, i think strip abt 80% of the line... hahaha.a... ah oh fight i think 20mins...hahahhaa
-3.15pm, reach back jetty leow
we also tried popping, there's 2x the sail follow my pop bck but dont bite...knn...
-4pm, cheeck in hotel, the same 1 we stay the last time... shiok... rm 250 for a room... so comfy.... dnload pic and post online leow... hahaha.. went for a swim in our fishing shorts... hahahahhaa...
-6+pm go town
-7+pm makan, bck hotel 9+pm..
1030pm, i knock out... hhahahhahaha
tues, makan breakfast at hotel
-830am, set off
-9+am 2 spots, one up 3 parrots and a few other small fishes. the other 1 up sotong and grn eye.
-2pm bck at jetty.
pom pom there and head to my frd's auntie house, load up some veggy and drv bck... go jusco for a quickie buy and reach sg at 7+pm
Wasted.. forgot to put cig box to 'size' the sotongs.. since some of them pretty big.. hahaha..
Last nite ur num nvr chut leh... no free bali liaos..
yr sotong...hahahha...
next yr, we can find a good sotonng season, there alot of big sotong ( tis time 1 not very big ), they call rocket... huge, .. whn in season alot of them abv 2ft long ( body nia ).... go there. lo jia lo jia... take out shirt, let them spray black black all over.. hahahhaa
Jonathan Wong decides that the struggle of man over animal is enough.
THE saying goes something like this: A bad day of fishing is still better than a good day at the office.
Fortunately for me, I was able to put this saying to the test – and spend Monday and Tuesday on a fishing trip in Kuala Rompin in Pahang, Malaysia.
The waters off Rompin are one of the world’s top destinations for sailfish sport fishing.
The Royal Pahang Billfish International Challenge, held since 2004, was organised last month. Last year, 144 participants from more than 10 countries descended upon the sleepy town on Malaysia's South-east coast.
Sport fishing is an interesting activity, perhaps even unique when you think about it. The angler spends hours battling with the fish, locked in a war of attrition akin to playing Rafael Nadal on the Parisian clay – sweat and patience your only companions.
Victory is also never guaranteed. So many different things can and do go wrong. The hook may bend and straighten due to the tremendous force exerted from both sides and the fish is freed.
Or the fishing line, taut with tension as man and fish engage in a tug-of-war, might snap and the fish escapes.
Or the line might be cut in rocks underwater as the fish struggles successfully for its life.
But even in triumph there is no prize, no trophy to clasp your hands around and hold aloft. The catch is released back into the waters for another angler to pit his wits against.
It seems a rather counter-intuitive pursuit, one where there appears to be no objective proof of success.
But it was only after taking on a seven-foot long, 65kg sailfish together with my brother and eventually overcoming it that I realised that I was wrong.
There is a prize at the end. It is just not something tangible that you can cradle in your arms or pose with as the lightbulbs flash around you.
In the end, it was not about the size of the fish or how long it took you to reel it in. The fish, cast in the supporting role to the angler, is soon forgotten.
But what it symbolises, the herculean effort of man over animal, is enough for the angler. Validation comes not in the form of a sailfish mounted in your study room but simply the memory of a warm afternoon on a boat in the South China Sea.
Perhaps it's like that in other sports too.
Almost every sport rewards its victors with a symbolic keepsake – a championship ring in America, a green jacket in golf, a gold cup in football or a wooden urn in cricket.
Yet such souvenirs can easily be misplaced or forgotten.
India's first individual Olympic gold medallist shooter Abhinav Bindra, says that after having the medal hung around his neck comes the realisation that it is just a metal disk.
"It's the entire journey that motivates you; what you put into winning it, that's really what you remember," he elaborates.
An athlete does not need a ring or a jacket to remember the months of sacrifice, the hours of training and preparation, the monk-like dedication that is demanded.
When then-Chelsea manager Jose Mourinho won his second English Premier League title in 2006, he celebrated by throwing his medal into the crowd at Stamford Bridge.
He later explained that the first medal was enough for him. "I want only one. I cannot keep everything I have," he said.
On Monday, a group of three elderly men arrived in Rompin for some sport fishing. According to one, they were planning to stay for 10 days (each day spending almost 12 hours out at sea) to catch sailfish before releasing them back into the waters.
It is the thrill of the competition they are after, as your heart races and your mind struggles to keep calm.
At the end of the 10 days, they would most likely return home with their icebox bare of any catch. But they would certainly not be leaving empty-handed.
kick yr boss ass lah.. dont approve yr leave... hahhaaa
it was really shiok looking at sail in action.
there's a few instance, where videoing would be damn damn good... (describe later )....if u there, u will be able to video it + underwater video !!!
anyway, frm abt 12 plus to 2 plus. abt 2hrs time frame we got 4 sail up...3+ pm we reach back jetty leow loh... by 4pm, we check in hotel, post online let u share our song a bit .... hahahahha
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