took my outback for a early morning pedal tailor attacking bait so out went a bushy popper and whack great little fight about a 25-28cm tailor a pb for me kept it too try never eaten tailor and won't bother again. so i decided to go for a troll only had a lure i think it's a timberwolf diver mag freeby in a baitfish colour. had a huge strike and a screeming run trying to get the other lure in watching line rapidly disapear.right other lure in, time to fight it had to have close to 100mtrs of line out (6lb braid 6lb fluro bream gear)started to give chase my heart pumping what the hell have i got
brain ticking ....big tailor .... jew .... wishful thinking... hang on it's circling under me trying to see it silver flash then off again peel another 20mtrs and towing me.goining thru my mind don't panic bring it in slow back the drag off a little and then up comes a salmon my first it was about 3-4kgs kept it to to try never tried and again won't keep another




I will now give my secret out on cooking them. Hope I haven't already?
Yum, Yum. Must be the German in me!



