The Better Half’s father, Harley Gundry, loves reading The Fishing Paper & Hunting News
He just sold his big boat so I bought a dinghy for the Kaiteriteri trip at the start of December. Turns out you
It was Harley, his wife Alison and me on the dinghy— my partner Laura drew the short straw and stayed back at camp to look after our wee girl. We all times.
I convinced them that we should head out from Kaiteriteri to the mussel farm in the middle of Tasman Bay, not knowing at all where Navionics app on the phone found the farm and hooked
up to a buoy.
Alison and I dropped down some baited hooks— squid—and Harley went technical with a slow jig. Moments later, something big and heavy and sporting an attitude took a liking to the jig and ran off with it. Fortunately, it swam AWAY from the mussel farm. It put up a good scrap over really couldn’t call the size—
until it broached alongside the boat. The damn thing took us all by surprise. And it was not over yet. The
the dinghy but, even in its wildest imagination, it had no hope of getting over the head of the snapper. A careful grab of its tail and trying not to tear or pierce the side of the new dinghy
to get it in. Unfortunately, the big snapper had ‘blown’
and was unable to be released, so we kept it for the smoker.
After all the dust had settled, we had a good laugh
we had to do in the boat to get Alison’s and my lines out of the way before quickly moving to the other side of the dinghy so Harley could bring in the snapper.
We decided to drop the lines down again and no sooner had they touched the
bottom, Harley’s jig was hit again. After a brief battle, he managed to bring up another respectful snapper of 8-10pound. With that in the the chilly bin, we decided that was enough meat for the night.
Ever since I have been giving him crap about not needing a big boat to personal best snapper. But I he does buy another one.
Occasionally, you get one of those red-letter days on
is so intense and incredible that you simply can’t believe its happening. My red-letter day happened almost the moment work ended.
Guiding the boat out of the Cut from Nelson Harbour and humming along on is enough to get anyone excited, so anticipation was high when anchored n 15 metres off the Boulder Bank.
After only 10 minutes, I
of the evening, a fat little 3 pounder that had pulled string on the old trout rod and was welcomed aboard with much appreciation. A few moments later I connected to a slightly larger model and, with beautiful blue water, I watched in awe as a scrappy snapper around the 5-pound mark began its last accent to the
surface—only to watch out in utter despair as the hook pulled out of its mouth and the lucky bugger swam back into the depths. With no promise of other and left me feeling gutted. However, that disappointment was broken almost the moment my bait hit the bottom—braid stripped from my seriously under-gunned reel at an alarming pace. It was sheer nerve-wracking intensity. Then I erupted with excitement as an absolute barn door of a red appeared beside the boat. By this point my dad had still not got a line in the water due
to a humorously hopeless tangle, which had come about due to his boldness of dropping two rods. With a 13-pound snapper in the net and about to grace the empty chilly bin, the night was already a huge success. However, the end was nowhere in sight and over the next two hours we caught seven snapper over 10 pound. As the sun fell behind the mountains causing the most beautiful sunset I’ve ever witnessed,
These are the nights that get us through the hard days on the water.
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Living in Queenstown, it’s not a big haul in the camper van to the wonderful Mackenzie Country, a unique slice of
Alan AitchesonNew Zealand. My wife Diane and I have been doing little forays there for over a decade and we always enjoy
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the canals.
I don’t have a preference a variety of techniques as the mood dictates. One day I may enjoy a dabble with the thread lining that grabs my attention. Spinners, lures or softbaits may entice a
spend a spell exercising my arm and walking the rod. That is part of the intrinsic mystery that shrouds the canals: what will bite, when and where?
Some 18 months ago we were parked up on a popular stretch opposite the salmon farms—it’s camper van alley some days. I’d opted for a prawn on weighted rig. It’s dining, reading or pottering while the rod prospects for you. The water gets worked over fairly well during the day so I have found evening
On this occasion, the rod suddenly bent over and peeled line. I was galvanised into action by thoughts
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With help from a few mates, his partner and also his loyal hunting dog, he is now creating award winning
Recently Dave started searching around for a “pod” that could suit his needs. After looking at all options, he decided that the Jayco J-Pod was perfect…quite an upgrade from the tent!!
The Outback is a bit more hardcore than the Sport model…rugged build with plenty of ground clearance on independent J-tech suspension plus Trigg swivel coupling for tackling everything from fords and beach dunes to tricky hill tracks meaning Dave and the
disappointed. After a good
Just recently she was drifting a shrimp off the dam wall at Ohau B. The salmon move in here to feed and arrive in shoals. Quite often they are easy to see in the clear
crew can really get stuck in.
The Outback makes savvy use of space and comes with some essential glam…12v 45 litre portable fridge to keep your catch and beers cold, solar/battery system for lights, fan, charging points and a pull-out cooker.
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Dave and crew are heading south on a 10-12 day tour starting with some canal
beaten track with the J-Pod Outback.
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water but they don’t always take your bait. When you do hook up, it’s a mission to land them, because you have to lift them up the wall. I have overcome the problem by designing a net lowered over the net mouth then haul it in.
This particular day, Diane got her limit: two nice
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Yet the resourceful Evie is not easily swayed and hatches a plan to save the man she still loves and believes to be ‘innocent’ of the crime. With brassy higher echelons of British Secret Service and is suddenly pitched headlong into the world of wartime espionage. With Max’s cover blown, he returns to Germany with his new bride
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& Game Rangers are far scarcer than double-digit often see people taking advantage of this. It is such all to enjoy but I do think it policing.
and he sets about redeeming himself, while she swaps
Evie is also a chameleon, with the ability to slip under the radar of the suspicious Nazis by masquerading as a dutiful naive new bride, but can she fool the cold-hearted and revengeful Giselle, Max’s ex?
The plot from here is suspenseful and laced with intrigue. As the game of Cat & Mouse unfolds, Evie hatches an audacious plan to steal important war secrets, escaping to England and clearing Max’s name—but it doesn’t quite run to script.
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Schools of tarakihi and on the bottom, blue cod chasing each other and snapper sneaking in for a quick snack from the reef. Weedlines are the most
my opinion. They provide all the necessities for most
Food is the most attractive part about living on the edge of the reef. Fish aren’t limited to the rocks but can opt to swim out over the
jack mackerel. The edge of the reef holds lots of
too. If you were one of the mackerel, it would be best to keep an eye out.
in an area like this is the species variety. One minute you can go from catching blue cod and tarakihi and the next gurnard and snapper. My favourite weedline often produces eight or more species in a session. They are just full of
Wellington. Snapper are nearly always found lurking on the edges of reef. I have found reef snapper to be much more aggressive feeders. A falling softbait is a great way to get them biting. Once I have paddled up to the reef and
down to meet them. I watch closely as my lure falls below me, keeping an eye on the sounder to see if any
sand and through the kelp.
lots of worms are hidden in the bottom waiting to be dug up.
If you’re a predator, like of the extra cover is very welcome for hunting down
life. Seldom caught species
the patches of sand just out from the reef. Here they dig through the bottom for
Sea perch and cod replace these species as you get more southward towards
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for a straggler. A couple of big marks underneath a mackerel school always suggests I should give it a drop. Often it will turn up nothing but sometimes a heavy weight bends into the rod. This time a john
the edges of the reef.
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I woke to the bunk beds violently shaking. The powerful movement made me think there had been a massive earthquake. My thoughts were interrupted by a rumble of thunder, which alerted me that it was just dad snoring, that old fart! Now, being fully awake, I decided not to muck around and get out for a late morning hunt, since it was already seven o’clock.
The worn 4WD track through the pines was covered in a thin layer of soft mud. The mud had been imprinted with footprints that resembled that of a stag and a few hinds. With the full moon, they had been out roaming the hills throughout the night. This narrowed
in daylight, but I knew I had a better chance if I was out rather than relaxing at the hut. Along with the footprints, the broadleaf, fern shoots, and other small plants shooting up had all been demolished and all the low hanging leaves had been stripped from the branches, an insight into the damage that an overpopulation of deer can do. Along the walk, I had
passed a handful of side roads where I made crucial decisions each time on which way to go. My choices eventually led me to a trail that passed only 100 metres below the hut. It carried through to an open hill face that could easily hold a deer or two. Before I had the chance to glass the hillside, I heard something rustling in the bush. This was accompanied by a movement in my peripheral. I glanced to the side expecting to see a startled hare or a hungry blackbird foraging. Instead, I discovered a humongous stag lazily wandering between the trees.
I carefully crouched down and loaded my .223. He was unaware of my presence, so I got comfortable and settled my breathing. As he reached a gap in the pines, I let out a hind call to stop him. Unfortunately, the dopey stag stepped forward before halting, hiding his vitals behind a large tree trunk. The stag stood for what felt like ages, causing my heart to beat faster and faster. The option was there to shoot but with a good chance of wounding it, so I
backed myself and waited. He eventually broke the stalemate and, to his demise, took a couple of steps forward, which presented me with a perfect heart shot. At 40 metres the bullet arrived
at its destination quickly
glancing at my watch to see that only 25 minutes had passed since I left the hut. The news of the young animal shook the hunting party that had been sleeping in and they all came down to check it out. That included our Jack Russel foxy cross Rusty, who took all the credit
Coverage from Cape Farewell in the south to Cape Egmont in the north, and the east from Cape Palliser to Cape Campbell. Most of the Marlborough Sounds, Golden Bay, Tasman Bay , Wellington and Cook Strait. At times. This channel may be workable outside these perimeters.
Channel 04 – Drumduan.
Covers Tasman Bay and the western d’Urville area.
Permanently linked to both channels 60 and 65. This means that any transmission made on channel 04 is heard simultaneously on both channels 60 and 65 and vice versa.
Channel 60 – Mt. Burnett
Covers Kahurangi Point in the west, all of Golden Bay and the western side of d’Urville Island.
Pre-stretched for zero peep
Channel 60 is permanently linked to channel 04 (and subsequently to channel 65) so any transmission made on channel 04 is heard on channel 04, 60, and 65 as well.
for my 8-point
After a team effort to haul it up the bank and on the 4WD, we made the short drive to the hut right in time for breakfast. What a way to kick off the day.
Channel 63 – Mt. Kahikatea.
Covers Queen Charlotte Sound, Port Underwood, Cook Strait, south to Cape Campbell, Kapiti and Mana and also parts of Kenepuru and Pelorus Sounds. This channel is good for Wellington approaches but not good within Wellington Harbour. (Mariners are advised to cancel Trip Reports at Barrets Reef buoy).
Channel 65 – Paradise Reserve
Covers Kenepuru and Pelorus Sounds, Havelock, d’Urville, western Cook Strait, parts of Tasman Bay, Golden Bay and large sections of Queen Charlotte Sound.
Channel 66 – Mt. Stokes
Coverage area is similar to Channel 01. This repeater is for commercial users only and is not operator monitored.
Channels 01 and 63 are linked for the marine forecasts only and one operator monitors both channels.
Channels are monitored 0700 hrs to 2200 hrs all year round
Marlborough Sounds, we enjoy putting out the set-line and having it soak while mussel farms for gurnard and other tasty morsels. It’s a good insurance policy but also fun, especially the building anticipation of wondering if you caught anything and, if so, what
treasures do the tugs on the line signal: sniper, gurnard, skate or that scourge—spiny
This day we baited the hooks alternately with squid and fresh mackerel and set it in Tawhitinui Reach, then headed for the mussel farms. It’s usually an hour before we check the line again.
Pieter Verbeek always want to catch a kingi
While pulling it in this time, we spotted something large rising from the depths. Neither of us could believe still alive but pretty buggered by this stage and, lucky for that night and cut the rest into steaks for the freezer.
good mate Daniel Crimp, he told me countless stories of chasing rig off the beach and the seemingly endless chaos of constant hookups, screaming reels, buckling rods—all combined with the blackness of night under the pathetic gaze of a little headtorch. Not only did he explain in great detail how successful it was but he also explained just how tasty they were. As you can imagine, I was absolutely desperate to get into this
sounded like you couldn’t possibly fail. How wrong I was.
Several weeks later, I found myself at the Back Beach once again, alone in pitch blackness, shivering desperately and hoping for my reel to break into song. This was one of many trips to the Back Beach in the darkness, leaving only when curfew allowed it at stupid o’clock in the morning. The process of dragging yourself out of bed, catching crabs and patiently waiting for a
rig to turn up all was starting to drag me down—on every trip since I had heard the stories of chaotic nights pulling in big, tasty sharks, I had experienced not even a nibble. Sitting there in the darkness, I started to question just how reliable Dan’s stories might have been and whether rig were in fact real.
Several trips later and I experience my very well as one of the most disheartening moments I’ve in the morning, Dan and I had quickly set to work catching crabs and soon had baits in the water.
Several hours later the tide was exactly where we wanted it however, to our had the same idea and to my further dismay and stress, they were catching
Whilst our rods hadn’t even swayed in the breeze, the guys not 20 metres from us had experienced an almost constant take of 5 to 10lb
rig. As if to break me out of my state of disappointment, my rod buckled and then promptly stood still again. I
interaction with a rig off the
tick off that rig that’s been bugging me for so long. With a quickly thrown together trip after school, we set up and began the wait for
An hour after dark, with
night—a nice little one. Half an hour later, I looked up at my rod and noticed that it was unusually straight, signifying my grapnel sinker had been broken off. As the words came out my mouth, the rod buckled and my reel started to spin uncontrollably as line spilled off it.
whilst targeting them. The moment of satisfaction after putting in so many hours, early mornings and cold nights was worth it. Only
The last couple of years have been hard and given us a chance to look at what we have on offer close to home.
So why would we stop as it doesn’t look like this year will be much better? Whether you are vaxed or not, life goes on.
In light of the restrictions now, why not look at a new hobby or sport? Shooting offers so much, whether it is hunting or one of the many different styles shot
Sam Boothroyd
moments after pulling my Fergus’s rod was suddenly yanked towards the water and he swiftly landed a slightly larger model. As if to prove that there is always
on ranges throughout New or pistol. Each requires different skills and different mindsets.
All the talk the last couple making New Zealand safer, when all they have done is harassed the honest that had no intention of doing anything wrong. So why not come and learn for yourself about those who have picked shooting as a pastime? You will get to meet some very down to earth people extremely passionate about their sport, which means some do their own loading as well. Handloading adds an extra layer of skills and fun.
What type of person are you? Smallbore? Shooting a .22 over 25 metres and some very straight shooting,
or maybe the full-bore and long range, where you still need to shoot straight but now it has more kick. Winds are a problem over the long distances too. Shotgun maybe? Moving targets that hits look great when they shatter or go puff like smoke? Pistols? Even then there are nine different styles, from the long range of the metal silhouette that goes out to 200 metres, or maybe ISSF, which is the Olympic style both air and .22. Black powder? Want to be a mountain man or pirate? Lots of fun.
Cowboys and cowgirls are a chance to dress up and go to a great party—they do shoot but for some that’s the excuse for the weekend away. Speed steel, now the fast draws and ringing
from hitting the plates make it good to watch and very small differences between times add up, like a golf wins the day. There are a few others that require drawing from the holster and movement, these are the better the hits the more points for the win and the bling.
had a lot to learn, a fellow seriously outcompeting us just down the beach, appeared from the dark to show us the biggest rig any of us had ever seen.
With evidence that these rig are in fact real and accessible, I’ve no doubt that I’m going to be pursuing these tasty sharks in the coming months.
Clubs give training, sometimes specialising in different styles, so picking the club and style can help improve your time and enjoyment. We also have courses because safety for everyone at the clubs is important and good gun control is about good training and understanding happens every time a shot make 2022 a year to give shooting a go? You would be welcomed at any of your local clubs. Stay safe and keep the lead in the air.
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Robin Hood could not have chosen a more unlikely bunch—the hunting party consisted of a feral teenage girl, her new boyfriend and her mother. Mother was eight months pregnant, boyfriend was a pig hunting virgin.
Of canines there would’ve been plenty. Mother would’ve run a pack with a couple of bully-cross mainstays and several from each category—‘possibles,’ ‘probables’ and ‘very unlikelys.’
I was the girl. I had just one dog. I’d raised him from birth and named him after his pedigree bulldog father, ‘Puck of Peakesville.’
Back in the day, the Waikato hills teemed with goats and pigs. Mother’s dogs caught both and consequently, so did mine. Goat capture resulted in Mother morphing into a whirling, angry, dog-beating tornado. Pig capture resulted in her morphing into a whirling, happy, pigsticking tornado.
On this day there would’ve been one or two unfortunate goats and the culprits, mauled before the main event. The main event was the tracking of a wide-toed boar along well-travelled game trails, which sidled midway through the faces of native bush. The mainstays
eventually slipped off and found said boar sleeping in his lair, beneath the hollowed roots of an ancient puriri tree.
The big old poaka was a seasoned-campaigner and as the dogs hurled themselves upon him, he trapped them and bashed them. Beneath the tree it was carnage. Mainstays, possibles, probables, any dog with an ounce of integrity had a crack but all were pummelled then bodily ejected.
As Boyfriend and I arrived, the boar had dominated the majority and sensing danger in the two-legged forms entering his peripheral vision, he bolted for freedom.
A handful of dedicated dogs gave chase. Others crawled off to curl up in the fern and tend their wounds. between their legs, looked the other way despite being sooled on enthusiastically.
In no time the mainstays had brought the runaway boar to a halt. With a dog on each ear, one on his nose, one on his cheek, he trudged determinedly downhill. At the brim of a steep wee gutter, he and the holders crashed down into the ensued.
Boyfriend and I rushed
Kim Swanto a ghastly scene of mud and blood. The steep, slippery slope prevented any escape—whoever went in, stayed in. Even Mother, when she eventually waddled up, could see it was a deadly place to get down and dirty.
A tree shaped by goat browse and gravity, grew horizontally above the melee and I encouraged my tall, long-legged love to handover-hand along the main bough and drop onto the boar from above. Pale-faced and nervous he shimmied out and touched his toes onto the boar’s back. In a
slashing, attacking his feet.
Knees high, Boyfriend awkwardly shimmied back to safety.
What to do? There would be no bail, no bail shot. Mother considered bailing dogs and those who ran them ‘sissies.’
My little dog was down there in the muck. He had given his all and was now crook and unsteady on his feet. As the battle swung in the boar’s favour, he was knocked down and trampled. For Puck’s sake and that of the other hearty holders, I had to get amongst it.
It was not a decision made lightly. I was not brave or ballsy, I was a teenage girl.
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soon be ripped, battered, bleeding and cornered in the chasm but it had to be me and so it was.
To his credit Boyfriend backed me all the way and together we won the war.
My courageous Puck was as good as dead. I lifted him out of the red-brown slush, then cried like a … well, like a girl. Embarrassed by my display of emotion, especially in front of company, Mother gave me some stern advice—“give him a rest, he’ll come right.”
Puck did come right. He developed into a very good young dog but being a teenager with the onset of a working life, I could not keep him. Selling Puck to a bloke in Taupo was a sad day—it was unlikely I would never know his future or his fate.
Forty years later ‘Old Bill’ and I were passing the time at his home in Blenheim. We’d been trading yarns for a couple of decades, his yarns were always far better than mine so I looked forward to our irregular catch-ups. Bill mentioned a good mate in Taupo. He mentioned a dog he bought off his mate, an amazing pig dog treasured
by himself and his family.
The dog’s name was Puck.
Next visit I brought Old Bill a faded photo of a girl and her dog.
“Yes,” he nods after peering intently at the photo.
“I’ve known them both.”
It’s no wonder Wellington Honorary Fishery O cer, Dennis Karauna is a familiar face along the capital’s coast - he’s been volunteering with MPI to help protect the region’s fishing resources for 16 years.
During his time, he’s seen a fair bit of action on the sea and from the air having flown on the RNZAF Sea Sprite and A109 helicopters for patrols. He’s also been aboard the MPI patrol vessel Kia Mataara, along with the Wellington Police launch, Lady Elizabeth IV many times.
Dennis grew up in the coastal town of Opōtiki in the Eastern Bay of Plenty, so gathering shellfish and fishing have always been a big part of his life. He became an HFO because he wanted to be involved with a team that looks after the future of our fisheries, something he’s passionate about.
“I’ve always been a keen diver and fisherman. It’s something I have been doing since I was a kid. Like most Māori families, my whanau all enjoy gathering kaimoāna and catching
fish. It later became evident to me that our fish and kaimoāna stocks were not as plentiful as they used to be, and I wanted to get involved in protecting them, so that everyone can enjoy a feed into the future.
“Our team of HFO’s cover the greater Wellington region from Wainuiomata in the South Wairarapa to Whanganui on the West Coast, so it’s quite a vast area. One of our main concerns is with people taking more than their fair share of kaimoana,” he says.
Dennis says a typical day out for an HFO includes careful planning before patrols to account for the weather, low tide times and to ensure he is aware of hotspots where noncompliance to fishing rules can often occur.
“My favourite patches to patrol include Red Rocks, Te Rāwhiti Station, Mākara, Titahi Bay and the Porirua harbour areas,” he says. It was during the 1990s that Dennis and his family moved to the capital where he has worked as a frontline o cer for New Zealand Customs for 14-years.
He says being an HFO
and part of the good fight to voluntarily protect fishing resources is really satisfying.
“One of the things I really enjoy about it is that generally the public are very supportive – most people are happy to see us out and about along the coasts. If one person passes on our educational message on fishing rules to 10 other people and so on, then our work is making a di erence,” he says.
Iwi and community engagement is also an area he enjoys working in.
“People are always keen to support sustainable initiatives. I’m often asked about rules and regulations, which I’m more than happy to talk about.
“The community where I live are very supportive and have become my eyes and ears. I’m often invited to speak at fishing club meetings and local fishing tournaments. I’m asked all sorts of questions including where the best fishing spots are, but like most fishers, I keep my favourite spots to myself,” he says.
If you have questions about becoming an HFO, email HFO@mpi.govt.nz
A great pair, 20 and 18 pounders caught in the beautiful Marlborough Sounds by Alice Moore Alice says it was awesome to land them as she had only seen these sorts of catches on fishing shows or in magazines.
The Department of Conservation is reminding people marine reserves are like national parks for the sea and are there to protect the marine life within them.
Marine reserves are strictly no-take – no fishing or taking of marine life is allowed.
New Zealand’s marine reserves are relatively small areas set aside for scientific purposes and protected from human interference.
reserves.
DOC manages marine reserves and has a growing network of marine reserve rangers around the country whose sole focus is looking after marine reserves.
The rangers’ role covers a range of tasks. They lead delivery of scientific monitoring programmes, from diving and deploying instruments such as drop cameras, to counting
While nearly 30% of Aotearoa’s land mass is protected as national park or other protected area status, only 0.4% of our Territorial Sea (out to 12 nautical miles) is protected as ‘no take’ marine reserve. We have 44 marine reserves dotted around our coastline, with the majority of the total area taken up by the Kermadec and Sub-Antarctic marine
fish and invertebrates, to mapping habitats, measuring water quality, sedimentation, invasive species and marine debris.
The rangers also support other scientists and work with communities and tangata whenua: iwi, hapū and whānau.
The rangers are warranted o cers, with powers to enforce marine reserve
rules. It’s preferable to prevent o ending in the first place so a large part of their job is education and advocacy to make it easy for people to find information about marine reserve boundaries and rules.
However, when o ending occurs enforcement tools are available. Infringement fines of $600 can be issued for o ences such as taking or harming marine life. More serious o ences, such as commercial fishing or repeat o ending, can be prosecuted.
DOC urges people to download the free MarineMate app or invest in or maintain an up-todate chart plotter to ensure they know marine reserve boundaries before heading out for a day’s fishing or diving.
Rangers conduct regular boat and foot patrols of the reserves. They can be out at any time of the day and night, so don’t be surprised if you are approached while enjoying the reserves. They are friendly and hope you enjoy these places as much as they do.
Where logistically possible, reserves are marked by big yellow shore markers, and some also have yellow floats that mark the boundary. However, this isn’t always the case and it is the fisher’s responsibility to know where
they are fishing and the rules that apply there.
Rangers have large networks of supporters, such as commercial operators that actively keep an eye on things when they are not there. At some locations there are CCTV cameras to detect o ending.
Our marine reserves often protect immobile species or territorial animals that don’t move too far. Large crayfish and predatory fish such as blue cod and snapper, act as ‘ecosystem engineers’. They eat animals whose populations have grown unchecked, such as kina that destroy kelp forests and other predators such as 11-arm sea stars which demolish mussel beds. Algae (seaweed) provides habitat and food for other species, like an underwater forest. When algae thrives, so does biodiversity.
marine reserves and benefit surrounding areas.
Mussels and other filter feeders keep the water clean and provide food for other species such as snapper. They also provide other biogenic (or “living”) habitat, bind sediments, sequester carbon and provide other beneficial ecosystem services.
In short, protecting areas from fishing allows the whole ecosystem to thrive. Species can spill over from
So please enjoy our precious marine reserves this summer and respect marine life. Look out for others breaking reserve rules and report o ending to 0800 DOC HOT.
If you are fishing around the edges, please keep well away from the boundary so you don’t risk drifting into the reserve.
Ignorance is no excuse with marine reserve o ences - even unwittingly fishing in these special places could cost you $600.
Recently, we reported on the trials being conducted by MetService under their Moana research project. A number of Mangopare sensors have been installed on select commercial fishing vessels under the first set of trials.
Now, with the success of the trial phase, it is time to go live and have as many commercial fishing vessels install the sensors and deck units as possible. The advantage of having increased coverage and getting near real-time observations into the ocean models, we can help to improve ocean forecasting (of temperature, salinity and current speed) and provide fishers with accurate information within their regional fisheries. Many fisheries rely on knowing where the temperature profiles are for fish presence and for availability of food.
A call out to all commercial fishers to come onboard
We welcome as many commercial vessel owners and operators to go to the webpage – https://www.moanaproject.org/ and make contact with the project team. There may be a number of questions you might ask and here are a few with answers.
Why do we need ocean observations?
Just like weather stations help increase the accuracy of atmospheric weather forecasting, getting more ocean observations helps us improve our ocean models. Through the Moana Project, we have developed New Zealand’s most accurate ocean forecasting models yet (similar to a weather forecast). These
models provide forecasts of current strength and direction, temperature, and salinity from the surface to the seabed, along with sea surface height.
What are the benefits to fishers?
Fishers receive automatic emails for each deployment with a summary of average temperature and depth, and a plot and spreadsheet of their temperature and depth measurements, within 24 hours of data transmission from the vessel. All measurements are used to improve our ocean forecasts, which are becoming available on the Swellmap website (https:// swellmap-website.vercel.app/) and will soon be available via other mechanisms.
You can use these measurements to determine where best to fish and to better understand what is going on below the surface. And, longer term, you are helping New Zealand develop some of the most sophisticated ocean forecasting in the world. Just like targeted atmospheric weather forecasts, these improved ocean forecasts will potentially transform our ocean industries, by providing accurate detailed temperature, salinity, and current velocity data for any ocean depth.
A sample plot of a single deployment of the Mangōpare sensor showing the sensor descending to a depth of 35 m, then being retrieved to the vessel. Coldest temperatures (darker colours) were found at depth. Sample data shared with permission of the Spirit of Adventure.
How much does the gear cost? Do I have to pay to participate?
The Moana Project is fully funded by the New Zealand government and there is no fee to participate. If the deck unit is using the vessel’s Wi-Fi to send the data back to MetService it uses around 150-500 kB of data a month. If the deck unit is using the mobile network, the data transmission cost is covered by us.
The stand-alone Mangōpare deck unit is solar powered and does not draw on the vessel power.
Will you send details about my fishing to others?
No – as part of setting you up, we sign an agreement that give you full ownership of the temperature and location data recorded by the sensors. In the agreement, you permit MetService to use the anonymised data in our forecasting models. If you want to share the data publicly for NZ scientists to use, we can facilitate that, but we will never share your data without your permission. And from looking at our models and forecasts, nobody can distinguish where individual measurements were made.
Who pays for the sensor programme?
The Moana Project is a large 5-year research programme funded by the Ministry for Business, Innovation and Employment (MBIE). The Moana Project aims to improve ocean knowledge to support the New Zealand blue economy, and the sensor programme is part of this.
Can I attach the sensor to any type of fishing gear?
Commercial fishers from all over New Zealand are joining the programme, and so far we have successfully attached sensors to longlines, netting, pots, and trawling equipment.
How big is the sensor?
The sensor is small and rugged. It measures 145mm in length and has a diameter of 40mm. For some fishing gear (e.g. trawling) we provide a ‘tough jacket’ housing to make sure that the sensor survives; when this is used it makes the sensor somewhat larger.
What happens if I lose the sensor? Will I somehow be liable?
We understand that you have enough to look after on a busy fishing vessel, and while we ask that you attach it securely, you are not liable for loss of the sensor. We provide detailed mounting guidelines which will help you attach it (it’s not hard, and there are numerous options depending on the fishing gear type).
How long will the programme last? How long will the sensor and deck unit be on my vessel?
The sensor’s battery lasts for two years, after which you will need to send it back to us for battery change and recalibration. The Moana Project finishes in September 2023, but we are currently trying to find ways to continue the sensor programme. The more vessels participate in the programme, the higher our chance of demonstrating that it has value.
Photograph and associated information supplied by MetService/MetOcean sta
Jennifer Mayne & Bruce
Reviewed by
Daryl Crimp Written by Kiwi authorsJennifer Mayne & Bruce Miller and set in Florida, as a novel based on what men think of women, full of romance, intrigue and corruption. “Like men they
looking for their ideal mate.” It tells the tale of four golfer mates whose lives change dramatically after a weekend break in Las Vegas.
To be honest, the synopsis and the title and cover design didn’t grip me but, once I started reading, it turned out to be a page turner and clipped along at an engaging pace. The
chapters are concise, well structured and the narrative clean and captivating,
put down. A couple of minor niggles: overuse of references to ‘proverbial sayings’—“have you heard the saying…”— and some characters don’t speak in age appropriate voices I.e. the 30ish talk like older educated men.
While golf is context that brings a disparate mix of characters together, good thriller slash mystery novel full of surprises, twists and turns, and interesting characters. There’s a bit of romance, a good dollop of sex and hint of ‘soap opera’ but just when you think the storyline is becoming predictable, the authors have a surprise coming.
Woven around the sinister machinations of the Russian underworld and high rolling casino world is the complex
interpersonal relationships of the four mates and the women who orbit them. The novel gives great insight to the world of casinos and does well exploring the themes of love, lust, ambition, corruption, greed and redemption.
While not complex in the vein of Harlan Coben or the very enjoyable and satisfying read. Excellent holiday reading.
Ant Corke
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Members of the Dawnbreakers Fishing Club present at the December Social Day were treated to
Drawing on his years of experience, Zane developed
overriding theme. Zane does his surfcasting with two or three rods. He uses a clipped down rig featuring a Gemini Splash Down Solo Bait Clip. This streamlined terminal tackle stops baits
giving a longer cast.
Zane uses 100lb plus nylon in making up his terminal tackle, as he likes to be able
Zane recently turned his opportunities at Nelson’s Back Beach in Tahunanui.
rig and secure it ashore. For rig bait he uses paddle crabs caught in a crab pot. A few frozen ones give him a start
the crab pots, baited with rotisserie chicken scraps, produce live ones, which are then used and changed every 15 or so minutes.
Crab baits are secured with bait elastic.
Zane has several traces baited up and a quick change is achieved by using a swivel clip in the set up. That way none of the around baiting up hooks.
unclipped trace to be dealt with, once the line is back in the water. A whack from Zane’s mini baseball bat settles the rig down. Using
has maximised the time his
Zane’s life story is a fascinating one and can be read online at www.
It tells of Zane’s seafaring predecessors, his education and guiding business, Strike Adventures, in NZ and
overseas, his photography and writing, his family, his governance work and his present business as a water
I don’t know whether I’m pleased or not to be writing just because it puts me another year closer to dying or, knowing Lynne the Ruthlessness’ patience will lessen and her temper will reach new heights. It’s way more serious than that. I’m more than a bit concerned this year is going to be a bloody sight worse than the last one. Most will think the Covid pandemic is the thing I’m worried about. It’s not actually. The thing that really concerns me is the rapidly growing apathy in more and more people. I suppose the exception to this are the rabid anti-vaxxers, who I don’t happen to agree with, and the farmers’ Groundswell demonstrations, Every time the anti-vaxxers hold a rally or the farmers drive their tractors through our city’s main streets, it’s all over the news. The government, while it may pretend not to be bothered, spend a fair bit of money on their spin doctors to discredit them, which, if nothing else,
shows these groups have got their attention.
This is where hunters had, have and always will have, a problem in getting listened to. We don’t have a ‘Federated Fishers Society,’ or a National Hunting Club. We have lots of small clubs and the odd larger organisation such as LegaSea, the Sport Fishing Council and COLFO. LegaSea and COLFO come
something comes up but they might get a 60 second slot on the national news— if they’re very lucky. No one really cares except the areas drastically reduced or in real danger of having their lifestyle severely curtailed or removed altogether.
When a small number of Motiti Island residents, nowhere near all, backed by Forest and Bird, sneaked the closure of several reef systems through the Environment Court with no public consultation, there
were loud complaints, hints of racism and suggestions of activities that could have got the participants locked up. No one making noises about the closures gave one thought to the plight of the South Island. Having said could not give a rat’s arse about the Bay of Plenty issues either.
How many South Island hunters really care that nonTuhoe have been locked out of the Ureweras? Bugger all. The people who hunt the Kawekas in the main pay lip service and comment on Facebook about the ‘Department out of Control’
wiping out the South Island tahr, but that’s about it. Without sounding like I’m trying to incite a riot, perhaps a leaf out of the anti-vaxxers book isn’t a bad idea. They appear to be united nationally. Their demonstrations coincide and whenever they march to get their message out, as questionable as it may be, there are no shortage of TV cameras to give them all the coverage they want. Somehow, we must form a united front. I don’t know how yet but I’ll talk to Lynne the Ruthless and try to have something for you next month.
Fish Mainland is founded on an extensive network of South Island recreational
experience. This network includes many who are also commercial or Maori
provides opportunities to collect and disseminate on issues that impact shared
Several in the network have highlighted the value they place on collecting information to gain a better understanding of localised trends in abundance, size distribution and availability important to recreational
Citizen science next step
In 2019-20, Fish Mainland and Oceans and Fisheries
which they agreed would be the next best step in managing the iconic blue Blue Cod Strategy.
While the Strategy
as available data suggest
improving or declining,
specify the data needed to legitimise colour changes across management areas.
The validity of any colour changes will be critical to
system. An effective way to gain buy-in is through citizen
Fish Mainland secured the services of the Nelsonbased Plink Software Ltd to develop the self-reporting system. Plink has expertise
development, including in Te Reo Maori.
New App way forward
The self-reporting system design comprises an app to be used by recreational and effort and keep their data secure. The system is designed to deliver samples
reported data that provide broad signals, or indicator statistics, regarding trends in catch and effort for both targeted blue cod and bycatch within each area.
In addition, the selfreporting system can help resolve two unintended
consequences of the Strategy’s implementation,
an area with a larger daily limit taken in another area.
Impending MPI consultation will seek feedback on a regulatory amendment that would
can prove where the catch was taken. The app would be the easiest means of proving where the catch was taken.
Voluntary approach key
The self-reporting system is like the longstanding voluntary arrangements for collecting catch-perunit-effort data for the commercial rock lobster
voluntary arrangements have continued to improve so the data have become integral to stock assessments for sustainability purposes.
The self-reporting system will provide a similar process of continually improved voluntary arrangements. The improved data will form the basis for intersectoral discussions about management processes that will help form collective recommendations to the
Minister of Oceans and Fisheries in sustainability and reducing environmental
Currently, Fish Mainland’s Directors are eliciting the participation of
and others, including the Fiordland Marine Guardians, who understand the potential value of their reporting and are prepared to report regularly and accurately.
codes so that participating regularly receive reports on their members’ collated catch and effort data for each area and aggregated anonymised data, which will also be available to the public.
As the self-reporting system proves its value for the blue
At that stage, the app will be available to more South to record their data to help improve management of the
Finally level 2 and we were coming out of lockdown.
We hadn’t been hunting in weeks so this morning we got up at 5:00 am to try and catch a big boar.
When we arrived, we put the tracking gear on the dogs and started the walk up into the forestry. As we were walking up the road, we saw some fresh hoof prints and pig nosings in the ground on the side of the track. With the dogs tracking up the gully, we knew something was going to happen soon. As the dogs kept tracking up further, we heard the boar
my new bitch Tahi start bailing. I was stoked Tahi
They were 500 metres up the gully, so we started up
Tassy arrived there was a big punch up, a dog yelped, the boar scoffed and then they broke away down the hill.
Not too long after, the pups caught up to him again and
then Izzy got there. We knew we did not have to rush anymore because Izzy is our main dog, experienced and she doesn’t let the pig go anywhere.
As we were crawling through the blackberry and gorse, we heard a dog yelp and scream so we rushed
boar was backed up against a log and the dogs had him cornered. Dad slung the 44 magnum off his shoulder and took aim at the big boar’s dropped like a sack of spuds.
We got in, stuck the pig and man what a beauty—had good sized tusks and was white with black spots. After we gutted him, we carried him out to the track and carried on hunting.
Walking up the next ridge, the dogs were not interested so we carried on further around the hunting block. We could see plenty of fresh
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pig rooting up above the track. The dogs ran up into
out where the scent went.
We carried along up the last ridge then suddenly Izzy, our main bitch, took off on a ground scent. She went 600 metres up around a gorse basin and then came back down the hill to us, scent gone.
A short time later Tahi and Izzy took off on another scent and were well over 1km away at the top of the hill. Up we struggled through a terribly overgrown track, which was a bit of a mission.
When we found them we headed back down to the boar we’d left at the side of the track. We hoisted it on my back to carry it out, seeing it was my dog that
Back at the truck we got the dogs sorted, collars off, then set off on the next important task—a much needed lunch
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Absurd restrictions under fire
Dear Ed,
Bill Hartley’s letter in the November issue about proposed bag limits deserves support. The Marlborough Recreational Fishers Association received excellent advice from the NZ matter.
The Ministry had given only six weeks for consultation. This issue deserves much more consideration and consultation than a paltry six weeks.
Bill Hartley is quite correct saying the matter has a - excuse the pun - and needs full serious examination and thought. Consequently the Marlborough Recreational has with the NZ Sport Fishing Council, called for the matter to be properly
debated next year.
MRFA has a general policy that if there are cuts, they should be equally shared, i.e. any cut to recreational bag limits should be matched by a similar percentage cut to commercial quota.
Unfortunately back in 1993, the Ministry slashed the snapper recreational bag limit from 10 to 3 with no reduction in commercial quota. Over that injustice MRFA was formed as an advocacy watchdog.
That injustice has never been addressed since by the ministry.
Similarly there is an injustice over recreational set netting for moki and restrictions on recreational set netters with a 60 metre net while commercial, up to 1000 metres, carry on as usual.
It’s therefore not surprising the recreational public have
corporate companies does
either. As for Mainland Fish, as Bill Hartley pointed out, it’s a pity about its silence.
Laurie Stevenson Spokesman Marlborough Recreational Fishers’ Assn.
At 84 years of age, Les is still active in the outdoors, shooting a deer or two a year to feed him and his wife, and regularly taking his small boat out in the
In fact, he spends a lot of time on the water and four years ago invested in an jacket to keep him safe. Today it is well-worn, a testament to the ‘getup-and-go’ lifestyle the
octogenarian still leads. And Les is grateful for the peace of mind it has afforded both strength and stamina desert you as you age, so an unobtrusive, simple to activate and effective life aid is essential kit.
Les is cautious, methodical of his generation. Just recently he decided to check the gas canister for signs of
to make a more sinister discovery: the gas canister was not attached to the
‘migrated’ up and around the collar. Had Les fallen overboard, the collar could through a mouthpiece— energy sapping for younger for older types.
Les reckons the canister was either not screwed in at the point of manufacture, or
not screwed in tight enough and it worked loose over time. He approached The Fishing Paper & Hunting News with his story because there are some lessons to share here:
jackets are appropriately set up at the point of purchase. This particular device has a quick reference colourcoded gauge that tells if the unit is functional: green for good and RED to indicate
Les
Over the years I’ve written and I have a friend, yes I pay him, who’d shown an interest, so we arranged a day on Brunner. A glorious
bay, Cameron held the boat rope, I dropped two bucks into the honesty box, two pulls on the cord, the Yarmy snarled in two seconds and the two of us chugged out spot.
I said to check the shallows and he excitedly spotted something straight away. Fish were all over the place, so I thought a wee pheas’ tail nymph would be useful—it wasn’t. On went a smallish it almost immediately but continued to work. Some takes were subtle and unnoticeable until the line tightened on the retrieve, then suddenly there was a solid take—but it snapped
A couple of ‘strategic midlake releases,’ followed by a proper catch and release, provided plenty of action to keep my friend interested. There followed a series of snags in the more skinny water and we always seemed to be rowing towards a stump or sunken log to get
The routine was to reel in until the rod tip met the hook, a gentle push to get a case of pulling the leader beyond the tip ring. That last bit is awkward in a short boat with a long rod.
Fate’s next trick was a series of tangled leaders, meaning we had to sit in the increasing heat of a very sunshiny day undoing
the messes. Oh boy, sorting tangles, retrieving to get the boat off stumps and sandbanks, could drive one mad—what a way to introduce a young chap to
LIVING THE DREAM
Life by the water in New Zealand
Derek Morrison
Random House RRP $55
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was ‘The Doctor’s Escape’ at Yncyca Bay—a place I have boated past many times but never bothered to investigate. Now this book has helped to do that. This is obviously a book for the coffee table, for the bach, or motel, or the holiday rental. It is a book that will easily capture the attention of most readers, then take them on a dream ride perhaps with thoughts of opportunities from years gone by or with possibilities for years still ahead. Thank you Derek for such a wonderful book, I know others will enjoy it as much as I have. S U D O K U
He didn’t seem too perturbed, showing much appreciation for the environment—herons
piping in the trees, various waterfowl and we even came across a group of beautiful white spoonbills feeding in a backwater, so we reversed and left them to their breakfast.
in a mere moment—I use mostly barbless—while another good specimen went around a couple of tree stumps before coming to the net and getting ‘zotted’ for rehousing at my place. While playing this one, we
heard a bloke in a pleasure boat nearby calling out for a knife. I told him once quelled we’d be over and it turned out the knife was for cutting a rope wound around his prop. Still in his wet suit from waterskiing, he dove under his craft to get down amongst the eels and hack the rope away. He cut himself on a propeller blade—fortunately it didn’t bleed too much and attract the slimy taniwhas of the deep. Some of these creatures are so big they leave Brunner and go down the river out to sea just to
Derek’s formative years led his interests into a passion both of which have taken him far and wide in a personal search for quality lifestyle and a meaningful career. In many, many ways this book is the culmination of both these careers. It was not till later I noted that he also wrote an earlier book “Life on Muzzle” (a keeper already in my bookshelf)— well researched exploration into life on a very remote, possibly NZ’s most remote, back country sheep station. takes the peruser through
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a colourful kaleidoscope of New Zealand beauty, all but one of the fascinating lifestyle locations being on the coast. You’ll have where the other is located. North, south, east and west, Derek has searched not just for the colour photos but or the interesting people who have chosen to make their home in an idyllic location.
He has then dug deeper into their lifestyle, their ambitions and dreams.
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Some are quite public, others quite private. Pages that initially caught my eye were the ‘birds-eye’ photograph of two kayaks in Golden Bay. The other was the back cover sunset photo of boulder-built at Taylor’s Mistake. A personal captivating chapter
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As the day passed, we chatted about the wonderful vistas of mountain, forest, the birdlife and being in a very enjoyable environment. He already understands it’s not always about making a catch. I think he’s hooked.
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My parents house at Pukenui Bay in the Marlborough Sounds was broken into in November and the lowlifes stole their boat. Unfortunately, it was not insured so it’s a big impact and they really would like it back.
It has been a tough year for my parents and they still are unable to move back into their house after the big slip in July.
Can you please keep an eye out for a Smartwave 4000 with a 40hp Evinrude Etec. Any information leading to the recovery of this boat will be greatly appreciated. If you have seen this boat, know who has it or where it is, please contact me on:
021 242 6363 - Anonymous tips welcome.
Thank you Julian Morriss, Blenheim
