“Caught on the cast”
I took up River Murray fishing late in life, as I previously predominantly fished the saltwater. I had access to several private stocked dams through my membership of the South Australian Fresh Water Anglers Association. It was through my SAFWAA membership that I started targeting the club’s stocked Murray Cod and other natives including Golden and Silver Perch etc, as they are stocked on private property (dams) and you are allowed to lift them from the water. Over the years I became reasonably successful at catching the stocked Cod, with my best going 16.9 kg.
In 2016 I started going to the River Murray, to try and get a Cod on a lure. This proved much harder than I thought and required learning a new skill set but I eventually did catch one.
Over the next couple of years, I managed to get a few more Cod but they were all caught on the troll, although I had tried unsuccessfully casting for them.
In March 2021, I decided to put in a big session. I was going to cast until my arms fell off, and I found a nice snag that I had never fished before.
I put in around 20 casts and paused my lure every time it hit one of the numerous submerged branches. After 5 years and hundreds of hours of targeting Murray Cod in the River Murray, I finally hooked up to a “Cod on the Cast”.
I knew by the power of the strike that it was a Cod and a reasonably good one. I didn’t have too much trouble getting the Cod out of its underwater home/snag. The Cod woke up once I got it closer to my boat and made a couple of good lunges, towards its snaggy home. I knew if she made it back into the submerged snag that I would probably lose her. I was tempted to thumb the reel drag even tighter but I knew there was a likelihood of either pulling the hooks or breaking the line, so I resisted. By this time, I was shaking and my heart rate was through the roof, I was praying that I at least see her and better still land her. Two of the lunges were just near the surface but deep enough for me not to able to see the Cod but they made for big bow waves/splashes. Eventually I got her to the surface and managed to guide her into my landing net as I was fishing by myself. I took a couple of photos and removed the lure, then released her. Once I stopped shaking, I needed to share this with someone, so I texted a couple of mates, who either returned texted or phoned me and congratulated me, as they knew how much time and effort, I had put in.
This made the early mornings and around 5,000 kms of travel over the years and probably a thousand plus dollars in a combine spend of lures, petrol, accommodation etc, well worthwhile.
To say I was “ecstatic” would be an understatement!
Steve Incledon
