well every 1 has at some point been stuck in a storm while out fishing,

well i have,

prob my 2 worst times would have to be about 5 years ago went out fishing with my parents in a 12 foot tinny in the georges river, about 11pm.
this storm came out of no where we where fishing at the moons and to mae things worst the tinny developed a leak in it,
there was lightning hitting the trees around us at the top of the hill not from from us.... i was shitting myself...we made our way to the railway bridge at lugarno the 1 that goes over the river and sat under there anchored up, in a 12 foot tinny it was belting down rain, the boat had a leak in it, 1 full bucket of water emptied out every 5 mins and the thunder was so loud my ears where ringing and the lighting so close it lit the whole place up,


other time was about 2 years ago i was out fishing about 2 kays off shore with a mate when we could see a strom heading our way, it looked as if it was just going up the coast so we headed in adn started fishing just off the 3rd run way in botany bay, well it went right over us, very strng winds and our little 14 fotter at the time didnt have a canopy... the swell in the bay was shocking ive never seen it that big, my mate and i where totally drenched and we tried to make our way over to the southern side/kurnell side for protection from the wind.. we made it half way and when i thought the swell couldnt get any bigger it like doubled in side... we put on our life jackets notified solander and we where ready to be swamped, we managed to get over into some protection but ive learnt alot since then....

what are other fishos storm stories ??

Wun that comes tu mind was the time we got lost in a big storm so just sit right back and you'll hear my tale,
A tale of a fateful trip that started from this botany port aboard my wittlw ship.

My mate was a mighty sailing man, being the skipper I was brave and sure. five passengers set sail that day
For a tree hour troll, a tree hour troll. the weather started getting rough, the wittle ship was tossed,
If not for the courage of the fearless crew the wittle goaty would be lost, the goaty would be lost.

The wittle goaty set ground on the shore of this uncharted desert isle With Red Undies man, The Jumpus too, ,The Jelly Bean and his dancing partner Bees
The Tabouly Maker, Shinny Headed man and his skirtless Gumballs
Here on Gilligans Isle.


So this is the talel of the castways, they're here for a long, long time, they'll have to make the best of things, It's an uphill climb.
The oz man and the Jumpus too, will do their very best, tu tu make the others comfortable, In the tropic island nest.

No phone, no lights no motor cars, not a single luxury, like Robinson Crusoe, as primative as can be.

So join us here each week my freinds,
You're sure to get a smile,
From seven stranded castways,
Here on "Gilligan's Isle."

well jumpy i dunno what to say ,you got too much time on your hands mate ,,jas

Classic Jumpy.
Its been a while since ive seen some quality lyrics!

My worse storm wouldve been last year while in the AMAZON.
We were going from our lodge about 15 km up river to set up camp for the night in the jungle.

We were travelling in a dug out canoe, 6 of us.
We could see the storm following us from behind.

It did catch us in the open part of the river and the little dug out was getting swamped for 20 min.

But it was an awesome experience cause after all, i was in the Amazon!

Out fishing with my uncle and father years ago in Paddys Channel, had had a great time and as the southerly arrived dad called it a day and off we went. Bout half way back to Gosford rail bridge we could see the rain conimg behind us-only in a 14ft tinny with a 6hp pushing us along we got hit by torrential rain, 50+kt wind and waves that started coming over the bow and stern. Boat had plenty of water in it so detoured to gosford sailing club, made our way under cover and waited for the worst of it to pass. Returned to empty the water from the boat and tackle box was gone, esky had come open and ourbream and flatties were swimming in the boat. Boat tippoed to empty it, fish returned to the esky and home we went.
Never been in conditions so heavy for a few year-twas years before down nowra fishing with dad off shoalhaven heads in tho old quinnie fishabout, 35hp johno combo, storm hit so hard we beached it and came back the next day with dads trawler mate to tow the boat from the sand-I was only bout 7 or 8 at the time-quite an experience.

1980's and it was one of those days when the swells were huge and breaking from Jibbon bommie across to the Merries. Pt Hacking had surf waves right across, from point to point. Got a call that a yacht was disabled east of Marley and was getting blown towards the coast. It was quite common in those days, that first grader league players also followed a career in the Police force. I had a high profile Sharks player as my offsider on this particular day. This man faced rampaging forwards and tackled them head on, but on this day he was extremely reluctant to go to the rescue of the yacht. I told him that we needed to go and I would not put us in undue danger . We battled our way out past Jibbon Point, timing it so that I wouldn't have white water to contend with, but the swells were monsterous. In the troughs, we couldn't see land at all. He started to scream and cry (yes, cry), saying he would jump over the side and risk swimming back. Just then, we got hit by a heavy downpour and couldn't see a thing. I told him we would turn around, as it was far too dangerous for the 28 footer. Had a few anxious moments getting back in through the swells and breaking waves. He never came out with me again and we never spoke of it.
With the silting up of the Port from Bundeena to Gunnamatta and around Burraneer, the waves now would be breaking and impossible to get past. Ahhh, the good ol days. I look back and think "I must have been nuts".

its amazing how quickly the swell can change when ur out on the water,

as least ya know ya boat can handle the swell when you have been thru big seas

So what happened to the yaght was it rescued or wrecked ?

I was out off terrigal about 12 mile or so when it came over the radio a gale force 5 was approaching the mid north coast, I was in a Sea Fairy with 90hp mercury on the arse. We were doing all right with the fish and it looked OK to the south. 5 minutes later we could see the squalls building up over Sydney.
I decided to head in, another 5 minutes and it hit, sounded like we were on tracks and a freight train was going through us, couldn't see the coatline and was getting hit with rain drops that hurt as they hit.
Quickly placed a cover over the compus so it could be read and opened the big black beast up, 5 minutes later I couldn't see the wave formation in front of the boat and they were building up to the size of mountains, I was heading east,sou east and the storm was running from the south and I was hitting the swells heavily on the port side.
I turned the 2 x 800gph pumps on and they both poured out a full stream of water like 2 big rooster tails. ( had them set up this way cause use to use the water spout as a fad for the tuna. ) I was driving as fast as I dare in these conditions and was getting knowwhere, so decided to let the throttle off to see what would happen. The boat settled down and despite being very uncomfortable and getting pounded with what felt like hail, but was just big raindrops
it felt safe. The wind was knowwhere near gale 5 only about 70-80 knotts. We decided it was safer to sit it out rather then hit a swell we couldn't see and tip the boat over.
We covered ourselves up as good as we could placing life jackets on our heads ( closest I've been to putting a jacket on ).
The main body of the storm passed over us within about 15 minutes ,( seemed like hours ) and it was just steady rain the wind dropped as quickly as it
started and within about another 3/4 hour the sea had settled down to and exceptable level. We slowly made our way back to the ramp.
That night on the news it said the central coast copped 10 inches of rain in 2 hours, now that is rain.
As we drove home that afternoon we seen trees down some on top of cars heaps of roads flooded and stranded cars everywhere smashed windows in just about every house.
It's one day I will remember for a while.
All through the ordeal I never realy felt threatened but have to admit my stomoch was knotting up a bit at times.

The yacht got back underway and the Nemesis came dopwn from Syd Harbour to escort it.

I remember another occasion when I was out the Peak with a bunch of guys from the youth group. Was in a 21ft Savage with twin 150 mercs. A westerly gale came up and the wind waves were too high and uncomfortable to plough into, so had to motor into the teeth of it as safely as possible. Took ages to get back to the shelter of the cliffs at Botany and we saw some very big YFT feeding close in to the cliffs, but we were all too battered to care. Had to punch back into it as we passed Boat Harbour on the way back to Pt Hacking. Was a bit of a worry, as I was responsible for 6 kids and a mates boat. Have to admit being concerned we were going to head off east, despite motoring west

im never goin fishin with you blokes ,,youse are all jinxed,,,jas

Jason with over 40 years on the water gotta have some rough days sometime.

Wot can I say exept that if ever ewe're constapated ??

All ewe need is a ride out with Jumpus & 1/2 doz pairs of clean Reg Grundies

there is only one thing worse then being stuck out in these conditions and that is being stuck out in them and starting t panic, once you start to panic thats when shit hits the fan

Back in the 60's (ok I know I am an old bugger, but not as old as Frank) and 70's the weather reporting was pretty ordinary. A southerly buster would come through Wollongong and if you were lucky enough to have a transistor radio, you would get a warning. Most times, you would see black/green clouds and then the beach umbrellas would start becoming exocet missiles, and the rubber mats etc would all be airborne.
Out in the boat, it would be glass conditions and then a ripple on the surface, followed a very short time later by gale force winds. I remember sitting off the Merries east of Bate Bay in glassy conditions. Up north, off Botany Bay, a big black cloud formed and suddenly a huge waterspout climbed a couple of hundred feet into the air. Imagine being anchored and that happened within the space of a few minutes.....

I Didn't start going outside till the mid to late 60's so you can't be far behind me.
My beard may be grey but my hair is still original colour.

You have hair???? Mr Ed and I have hair too, but it is under our arms.

I have hair you cheeky plick!

A long time ago I took my cat out of the Bay into 6+ Metre swells, the swell size was on the news as a feature type story so out I went to check them out.
This was before I knew how to drive the cat and I went shooting straight down the front of one, the left hull dug in at the bottom and the boat did right angle turn to the right.
I ended up inside the little cuddy cabin all battered & bruised and the boat was driving itself.

Another time the boat heeled way over while I was trying to take a leak, it nearly chucked me out, I finished up peeing on the floor while I was sitting down like a girl.

I can get into a lot of trouble on my own.

I hear you still pee like that ALL the time.

Gotta love the wet decks KK.

isnt that why they invented self draining decks

Are ewe saying that with a Nu Zealund accent Fed ??????

Dont think I'd ever have another boat if it wasn't a Wet dick , been out on Pussy Cats where we've copped wun over the top & @ least a foot of water covered the dick, drained out in no time.

Same goes with my current goats I'll go through waves & never bother looking over my shoulder to see how much water is on the dick

JUMPY ......
sorry to correct you ... that that is a "Pommie" accent!

Ewe trying to say he's got a fetish for Spoted Dick ???