Maldives 2017 - Improvise. Adapt. Overcome.

Nothing like a good fish for a group photo.

Well it's certainly been an eventful couple of days since my last post. I have just returned from the Maldives, turned 34 and suffered a minor tear in my meniscus muscle on my right knee. It seems like it was only yesterday that i was 24 and had an amour of invincibility and the ability to get what i wanted, when i wanted. But age catches up with everyone and with each year that passes, we learn to accept our shortcomings, redefine our objectives and realign our "goal posts" when we are unable to achieve our goals. A very dear friend of mine, once borrowed this phrase when we out for drinks and talking about world domination in our twenties, " Improvise. Adapt. Overcome". That's precisely what i had to do on this trip.

My first foray into big game fishing began with a rather casual invitation by an ex-colleague in 2015. We had just developed the Bluewater Craft Limited series of lures under the Zerek brand and he wanted to take the Zappelin 220F stickbait model and some prototype popping rods for a spin on the newly launched Seagal Sportfishing Charter skippered by Captain Ibrahim. Although i was hesitant at first, i succumbed to the temptation of adrenaline pumping action. In hindsight, it was one of the best decisions i had made as we had a successful expedition that got me hooked on chasing the bite for Giant Trevally. You can read about it here or check out the promo video. Ok. Enough of reminiscing.

I decided to revisit the Maldives a couple of weeks after i returned from my trip in April to Lombok. My friends Jith, Lemuel (both of whom i also work with) and Stephen aka Lala, were getting intrigued by this whole GT popping business and decided to give it a shot. I contacted Lili from Seagal SportFishing Charters and after a short consultation with Captain Ibrahim, the dates were selected,  leave applications were submitted and the flights were booked. The next phase was to prepare ourselves and procure the equipment we would need for the trip.

Lala's fancy camera settings to capture his casting.

I took the guys out to the legal fishing grounds at Mandai Reservoir, which is where the popping fraternity go to hone their casting skills and catch up with one another. This is the best place to get a feel of rod and reel combos and get advice on technique and equipment. I was lucky to have not one but two friends who mentored me on technique and equipment. Based on what i had learnt from them and from the various folks i 've had the pleasure of fishing with, i was able to share with my group about the fundamentals involved in this style of fishing and the fitness and stamina it required.

After a few casting sessions, The guys had decided on their equipment and it came as no surprise to see a selection of Carpenter and Rippler Fisher rods paired with Stellas and Saltigas. I suppose it's hardly shocking that when you are going after trophy fish, that only the very best tackle in the industry will give you peace of mind. Not that other equipment cannot work, as i have personally seen big fish landed on lesser known brands. But here in Singapore, where our disposable income is high, we certainly opt to go with the bigger, more well known brands that are constantly pushing the envelope with R&D on the latest technology. But i will also emphasise that using these products does not magically create an "equaliser" effect that compensates for the lack of technique or skill. If anything, they are just tools in the hands that wield them.

In the final week before the trip, we had one run through to make sure we had everything that we needed. We had an allowance of 30kg for our flight on Singapore Airlines to Male. However, the domestic flight carrier from Male to Hanimaadhoo only allowed 25kg per person. Our rods were packed into two rod tubes with a combined weight of 15kg and we each had a check in luggage that carried our reels, lures and terminal tackle along with our clothes and toiletries. Do not forget Sunblock, Insect Repellent, Pain Management Medication. ;)

Beer and Burgers before the flight.

We left for Male on a Saturday evening. After the routine check in at terminal 2 and some duty free shopping for cigarettes for my 3 amigos, (I don't smoke, but i got some Marlboro Reds for Captain Ibrahim) we headed to the closest beer serving establishment for a pint as you are not allowed to bring duty free alcohol into the Maldives. We took off at 8.45pm as per schedule and had fishy dinner on board. It would be a 4 hour journey to get to Male and i kept myself entertained by watching the new Baywatch and King Aurthur movies as my companions dozed off after dinner. There was a little bit of turbulence as we encountered some rain but the flight was uneventful otherwise.

We landed in Male at almost 11pm local time and were greeted upon arrival by the Captain's uncle. We made our way from the international terminal to the domestic terminal and a lot had changed since my last visit. The Maldivian government had gone to some length to beautify the area around the airport. Uncle got us checked in and we hung about waiting for our flight. We would be making one stop at Ifuru airport before heading to Hanimaadhoo. The plane was a small one and there were maybe 10 other passengers other than us. We were told that the flight would take 45 minutes.

It was almost midnight when we arrived. Captain Ibrahim was waiting for us at the airport and we were ushered into a car that took us to our accommodations for the next few days. Captain followed in a truck with all our equipment. We arrived at a newly built house, which was much different from the previous guesthouse i had stayed in. We were greeted by a middle aged man who introduced himself as "Chef". The house had three bed rooms and Lemuel and Lala took a room each while i had to bunk with Jith. We setup our tackle and had a quick bite of tuna sandwich before we hit the sack.

Setting up our tackle.

Supper of tuna sandwich and juice

I woke up at 5am and the sun was already rising. I don't sleep well in air conditioned rooms as my sinus acts up. That combined with my sleep apnea which always seems to get worse when i am not sleeping on my own bed with my own pillow makes me a really light sleeper when i am away from home. I took a quick shower and went into the living room as the others were still asleep. Chef was in the kitchen cooking and the others were still asleep so i went for a walk. It took me about 10 minutes to get to the beach. I passed several house that were newly built and saw some older ones with more established fauna growth. I found some passion fruit and some kind of vegetable that seemed so familiar yet unknown to me.

Unripe Passion Fruit.

The Maldives in all it's morning glory.

The locals were sweeping the areas outside of their houses and paid little attention to me as i passed by. Emerald green waters and blue skies greeted me as i arrived at the beach. Felt like i was in paradise. I hung about for a bit and took in the sights and fresh air before heading back to the house. Captain was already there and the guys were just waking up. Had a chat with Captain and he was saying that the weather would be good these few days but the wind could be a problem later in the week. The group before us had run into a school of yellow fin tuna and had hooked on and landed one that was almost 40kg. Took the Captain and two Senior gentlemen an hour and fifteen minutes to subdue the fish. He asked me what we were after and i replied GT without hesitation. He grinned and said, "ok, we find mama." before shooing me off to eat my breakfast.

Captain chilling out with his coffee and ciggies.

The Seagal

We got to the marina in a truck and loaded up amidst local spectators. Felt good to be back on board the Seagal Sportfisher. As we headed out, everyone was focused on something or another but there was so much excitement we could barely wait for the first cast. As we rode the waves, i realised that beyond the shelter of the islands, the wind could restrict how far we went. For a start i suggested that we rotate individually for a couple of casts. Just for my friends to familiarise themselves with spacial awareness and to get their bearings while casting amidst a medley of waves.

With the preparation that we had gone through for several weeks, the guys settled in quickly. The Captain fine tuned the casting and sweeping method within the first rotation and the group had hit a few naughty sized GTs, some Red Bass and an unfamiliar reef fish for Lala who had the heaviest setup of the lot. He was using a Ripple Fisher F-Stick with a Saltiga Expedition 8000H reel. Ibrahim had to spend a little more time with him to ensure he was hitting decent distance on the cast and working the lure properly as he tired quicker than the rest of the group. Eventually he got the hang of it, although i had to warn him to pace himself as the trip was more like a marathon than a sprint.

Ok photo before you go home.

Species ID anyone?

We were so focused on our target fish that most of smaller fish were released without pictures. Only the Captain took selected shots for his Facebook page. This would be something we would come to regret later during the trip. My trip started off with a naughty sized GT and it was quiet until after lunch when i connected with a decent fish. Working a shallow reef area off an island i was casting with Jith when he hit a big Red Bass. The Captain signalled me to make a long 45 degree cast parallel to the reef line and as i worked the lure back, it was chased by a school of hungry reds. I quickened the pace of my retrieve to evade the small red bass and as soon as the lure passed the reef into the drop off, a silver flash appeared and i was on. I set the hook a couple of times and waited for the fish to run before slotting the rod into my belt whilst maintaining tension on the line.  It wasn't very big and i had it at boat side pretty fast. A quick picture and it was released.

Well Hello There You Silver Streak.

Big Nasty.

It went quiet after that but there were still fish landed by the guys here and there. We were fishing near some islands as it sheltered us from the wind. I was surprised that these areas did not produce the Red Bass in more significant numbers as my last trip yielded an unrelenting number of these critters in a single day. I landed another GT later. The day wore on and before we knew it it was 5pm and we were at our last spot casting at bait fish schools. The guys were pretty knackered from a full day of casting under the Maldivian sun. Captain told me one last spot and we'll head back as he gunned the boat towards an island.

Naughty Naughty

The next couple of casts drew blanks and he told me 3 more casts as i launched another cast in the direction of the bait fish school. I slowed down my retrieve and used a longer stroke as i passed the bait school. Boom!!! Something hit my lure and i could not see what it was. I set the hook and the fish shot off only to stop when Captain gunned the boat. I was muttering under my breath that it was probably a small GT when someone yelled, "Blue Fin". I got the fish boat side and looked at an unusually large specimen that was probably in the 5kg range. (or less. you see the picture and decide.) Lala took a couple of photos and we were told that the fish would be kept for consumption. No complaints, we respect the locals way of life and as long as nothing is wasted we were fine with it. This would be the last location for the day and it did not produce anymore fish.

Sashimi it was for him.

Back on the island, we loaded up our gear on the truck and drove through the streets back to our house. Lemuel and Jith took charge of a quick wash down of the gears while i got the all important wifi router on the charger. You can arrange for 15 GB of data for $50 USD. Just let Lili know when you are booking your dates. Our local telcos provide meagre coverage and it is very expensive to keep in touch with your loved ones back home. As i took a shower, i realised that even with constant reapplication of Sun Block we were going to blend in with the locals sooner rather than later. (With the exception of Lemuel of course!)

Maldivian Curry in all it's goodness.
Fried Redbass Fillets

Cabbage and Carrot salad

Stir Fried Rice
A sumptuous dinner awaited us, and the blue fin sashimi was wolfed down so quickly that we have no pictures of it! The chef had prepared some tasty treats and we throughly enjoyed the food after a long day of casting. We hung around for a bit after dinner, checking our tackle and removing the items we would not need for the next day. Captain Ibrahim dropped by and chatted for awhile. If you are fishing with him for the first time, he might come off as a reserved character who speaks in a measured manner. But when you see him on the water, you will come to realise his passion for the sport. Listen to what he says and you will be rewarded with your prized catch. He told us that we would be going out earlier tomorrow to avoid the strong winds which pick up around 10am. We planned to depart at 6.30am.

Rain scare in the morning.
The next morning, i was up early again and after washing up i headed to the living room to catch up on the news. A pile of opened Salonpas and Tiger Balm heat patches were strewn on the sofa. You need to bring these if you are one of those who does not think that keeping fit is a priority when you chase trophy fish. (i am guilty too. :P ) Chef was whipping up something in the kitchen and he called out to me 10 minutes later. I sat down to a hearty breakfast of toast, eggs, sausages and some spicy tuna and coconut mixture that was to be eaten with some crepes. We headed out shortly after our breakfast to a new location.

Lemuel launching another cast.

Short and Hard strokes.

Casting resumed with vigour and we were shortly rewarded with some fish. Captain kept us on our toes by making us standby when we were not casting. If any of the two in front got onto a fish, they would slowly make their way to the back of the boat and another would take their place in the front. This allowed us to cover more ground with our 45 and 90 degree casts. (The one in front casts 45° while the one in the middle does 90°) Jith hit a good one that was just a centimetre shy of the meter mark before lunch and Lemuel followed suit after getting some food in his belly. Lala hit his first GT of the trip after much effort and lamented on the size as it came boat side. Another naughty one to add to the list.

Double hook up.

Can't complain if you are smiling about it.

Then oddly, for the rest of the day the GTs shut up shop. Although there were a few takers on long casts close to bait fish schools, they only hit the lure once and once missed did not come back for a second bite of the cherry. They would also follow without attacking the lure much to our bewilderment.  Captain Ibrahim, had been observing this told me on my next cast to switch the presentation. Instead of the long sweep, he asked that i go with a short and hard stroke. This created more bubbles but kept the lure in the same area longer. The hits improved after that but we dropped a couple of fish due to line tension issues. With the new approach, we had to crank in the slack line quickly before setting the hook and a lot of times we struck to set the hook instinctively when the line straightened. Jith hit another sizeable fish after that and it went quiet.

His first.

Sashimi again.

Little Green Jobbie

We spent an hour jigging and Lemuel hit a nice Amberjack and a Green Job Fish as Lala lost two good sized screamers before landing a Coronation Trout as consolation. We headed back to our island shortly after. As we pulled up to the marina, the locals were already waiting for us. They had requested some fish and we brought back some Red Bass for them. Lala headed off to take pictures, while the rest of us headed back and cleaned up before dinner. That night Captain dined with us and told us the wind would pick up the next day and that we could try to head to his yellow fin tuna spot or head to the GT highway. Both of which were about an hour or so away in fair weather. We left it up to him to decide and he said he'll update us in the morning. I went to bed early as Lala and Lemuel went out to take some pictures of the stars while Jith attended to the laundry while watching a re-telecast of a football match.

Sunset over the bay

My favorite photo of Lala's night shoot.

The next morning we set off early in hopes of beating the weather but after almost 2 hours of trying to get to the yellow fin tuna location we had to divert to another area. The windy conditions simply made it too rough to traverse the waves. The detour took us to another reef in close proximity and we began casting. Big waves made for some nimble balancing as we casted our lures and worked them back but it wasn't until mid day when we hit some fish. Jith and Lemuel scored a double hook up and i hit a shark on the following cast. The shark was an inconvenience to say the least as it stubbornly ran around and refused to surrender. By the time i had the almost 4 feet long bugger, boat side i was knackered. A few more casts got the boys another two sharks before we stopped for lunch. All sharks were released unharmed.

For the folks on the island, he claimed.

The reef gangsta

The big waves made balancing difficult for the guys as they were used to more stable ground when casting. I hit my second shark of the day as we patrolled the reef. A smaller one that got my lure after a pack attack from a bunch of juvenile GTs missed several times. Jith pulled up a pair of juvenile GTs and Lemuel hit a a Red Bass subsequently before Lala had his lure bitten off. Lemuel took over casting and also lost his lure. I had just landed a small blue fin, and lent my setup to Lemuel who connected with something big. As he fought the fish it became apparent that we had another shark that had taken the lure deep in the mouth. Once it was boat side, it took the Captain, Deckie and Lemuel to try and free it.

Double Trouble

Dunno what happened to this little fella.

I told Lala to take my other setup and switch the handles on the Saltiga so that it could accommodate his right hand crank (he is left handed.) and cast, as i helped Jith to land his second Red Bass in a row. Then i heard a loud exclamation from the from of the boat and saw my rod in a wicked bend with line peeling out of my reel. I rushed to Lala's aid as everyone else was occupied with releasing the shark. Whatever he had on the end of the line was big and for a moment i thought that it was a shark. "It's a big GT, Isaiah." he muttered as we worked our way to the back of the boat. The Captain decided to cut the line of the shark as the lure was too deep inside the mouth.

The fish had taken almost a third of the line on the reel. The drag was set to 10kg and as luck would have it Lala encountered a sharp pain in his lower back during the fight and had to tap out. Captain signalled to me to take over and i steadied myself as i began to work the fish back. The fish was strong and used the current to its advantage. But the Hammerhead Faube rod gave me the leverage i needed to pump the fish up. I would like to add that when fighting big fish, that you refrain from trying to pump the fish up too quickly. This will tire you out, especially if you are just using the muscles in your arms. Keeping your arms straight and leaning back with your body weight will allow you to gain line on the fish slowly. If you can't do full cranks, half cranks will do. 10 minutes later i spotted a silhouette.

The whole boat was focused on the fight as the fish came boat side. The Deckie scooped the fish into the net and it was too small for the fish. The Captain grabbed the tail of the fish and together they lifted the fish into the boat. It was a magnificent Beast. Cheers erupted and Hi-Fives were exchanged as we prepared the fish for a photo. A pipe was put into the fish's mouth to maintain the oxygen flow to it and it was lifted and put on Lala's lap for a picture. It was a genuine moment of happiness for all on the boat. No envy or jealousy. Just happy to witness the process of fighting and landing this majestic fish. A couple of group photos later, Captain told me to take a picture with the fish for a memento. (Also because i was the only one who could stand and hold the fish. Barely.)



One for the album Captain said.

Bye Bye Beautiful.

The fish swam away after the release and we were back to casting. Nothing bigger turned up and we called it a day soon after. Back at the house, we went through the routine of washing our rods and reels and checking our lines and leaders to see if they needed re-tying. A delicious array of food was whipped up by Chef. The pasta was al dente and the sauce, although tomato based, was infused with local spices that kicked the dish up a notch. After dinner, Lala and i headed out to a souvenir shop that he had found while loitering around the day before. The shop was closed but some passerby tried to contact the owner for us and soon a little crowd formed outside as efforts to locate the owner continued. We were finally told that he had gone to a nearby resort for dinner and would be back in an hour or two. We headed back and before we knew it were dozing off on the couch. Off to bed then.

Get some souvenirs here.

The next morning we headed to the GT highway. i had tremendous success here on my last visit. Everyone was sore from casting the last 3 days and the big waves made the task at hand even more daunting. I volunteered to go first and spent the better part of the morning casting into the sun. This is where polarised lenses offer more compared to the transition lenses i was using. The reflection of the sun in the water made it difficult to track the lure and i missed a couple of hits because i could not react in time to set the hook. Captain reassuringly told me to watch the line and set the hook when i could not work the lure. It worked and i landed a juvenile to start of the day. Several more followed before we moved on to another part of the reef.

Silver Surfer.

Another Naughty.

Jith missed a couple before connecting with a good sized fish and hit his second fish that were just centimetres below a meter. Lemuel and i went with long spells of casting without any hits after that. We stopped for lunch and Lala who had decided to adopt my Hammerhead and Saltiga combo was just finishing up with his last 3 casts when he was on. The Captain gunned the boat into deeper waters and Lala began his battle with the fish. He lasted a little longer this time before his back pain kicked in again and he passed on the rod to me. The fight turned into a stalemate after 10 minutes and we suspected that the fish was foul hooked. As the fish continued to hold in the current, i managed to demonstrate to Lala on the proper fighting technique and he took over and managed to get the fish up by himself. I suppose the incorrect fighting posture had triggered a relapse of an old injury problem. The fish was released after a couple of photos. Shortly after he hit another decent one.

On a roll.

Happiness is the cure

big baby.

You smile when luck is smiling on you. :P

A lunch of fried rice and chicken rejuvenated the group and we resumed casting in the sweltering heat. Lala's lucky streak continued as he hit another good sized fish. This time he fought it until it got boat side.  His smile said it all. Finally a GT which he caught, fought and landed all on his own. Just as it looked like the fish were beginning to feed, a rumble in the distance caught our attention. Captain told us it was going to become a rough as we made as many casts as we could before the weather caught up to us. But the fish were no where to be found. Perhaps, they knew the storm was coming and went home. We had to endure a long, cold and wet ride back as we left the GT highway. It was disappointing and morale sapping that we were almost at the end of day 4 and had so little to show for despite our efforts.

Yes. Finally.

Guess who caught a GT all by himself!

After a hot shower, we sat down to dinner with Captain. The mood was sombre but after filling our bellies with the delightful dinner prepared by Chef, we planned for the last day of fishing. There would be no change to the original plan and we would still try and target big GTs. We would just have to make every hit count. We put on the last of our pain relief patches and headed to bed with the hopes that the new day would bring new opportunities. I could not sleep that night. I wanted my mates to experience what i did on my maiden voyage to the extreme north but i was unsure if it would happen. After tossing and turning for several hours i finally fell asleep.

I was awoken by a text from my Dad the next morning. It was still dark and after my shower i headed outside. The sun was just coming up and Chef had just arrived to make breakfast. i took a stroll to the beach and took in the sights of a glorious sunrise. I guess it's normal to have high expectations when you travel to a location that has produced consistently before. But if it were so easy, everyone could do it and where is the fun in that. You can't pay more for a bigger GT, you simply have to work your butt off and hope that the stars align and the fish chooses you. A difficult pill to swallow but if you are able to embrace it then, you really will begin to enjoy the process of chasing the bite. Easier said than done, but a bad day of fishing is still better than a good day at work right?

Into the shallows and out to the drop off.

We set off early after a hearty breakfast and arrived at our fishing location within an hour. We cast and we cast again and again, methodically covering potential fish holding area the Captain pointed to as we moved along the reef. We hit a couple of Red Bass (My first of the trip.) and some juvenile GTs and we continued casting. Then out of the blue, Jith caught a Long Tom. The laughter was much needed as we goaded him for flying all the way to the Maldives just to catch this pesky fish. We stopped for lunch soon after and watched Lala's drone get chased around by a flock of crows. Lala had decided to let the three of us fish while he flew his drone. They would circle the drone but not attack it. We moved to another spot and shortly after Jith began casting a mishap occurred during the take off and the drone plunged into the sea.

Some form of entertainment.

Fins up! Who wore it better.

Some how he enjoyed the company of the red dog

He did not want a photo.

Before anyone could react, our deckie (Who is also named Ibrahim) dove in and went after it. He got it back to the boat but i guess the damage had been done and the drone was out of commission. What a bummer!!! Jith and Lemuel went back to casting as i tried to console my friend who was visibly upset. We heard a commotion in front and it looked like Lemuel was hooked onto a good sized GT. Lala whipped his camera out and filmed the fight as the Captain told me to go to the front to cast. After what seemed like an eternity we heard someone at the back of the boat say, "foul hooked'. It was a smaller specimen that was hooked on it's belly and had run deep. Lemuel chuckled as he exclaimed that he thought that he had hit the jackpot. Jith hit a Green Job Fish after that.

Reds never walk alone it seems.

Cheated his feelings, this sly bugger.

Well he wasn't in the mood to smile.

We proceeded to cast away and time really flew by quickly on the last day. Before we knew it, it was already 4.15pm. "One last spot and then we'll head back" said the Captain as we headed towards a cluster of reefs. Lemuel decided that he was done for the day and so Jith and i continued casting. At a quarter to five Jith decided to call it quits. I carried on casting alone in the bow. "3 more casts bro," the Captain yelled out. On the second cast, a big silver silhouette launched itself towards my lure only to miss it by inches. The Captain was livid and was yelling as the fish did not return for a second bite. For a moment i thought that he was upset with me and was yelling in frustration. But then i watched him flip off the fish for not hitting the lure and we both started laughing after that. "Big One" he exclaimed still seething. I returned to casting and we stayed on until 5.30pm. I guess there wasn't going to be a fairy tale ending this time. But hey, i guess that's what keeps us coming back for more.

We headed back a little disappointed but also relieved that we wouldn't have to make another cast the next day. Chef had prepared a fabulous last day dinner for us and we sat talking late into the night re-capping the events that had unfolded in the last 5 days. Our bodies were sore and our faces sun-kissed, but we were already planning for the next adventure. We had to pack up our stuff and have an early night as we had a flight to catch the next morning. Captain dropped by and he was apologetic about the catch rate during the trip. I smiled and told him, "Captain, it's alright. We'll get em' another time." He chuckled and gave us some tips on choosing our next dates and left.

Overall i wouldn't say that it was a great trip but one that certainly made us work for results. We had to improvise on our lure presentation, adapt to the challenging conditions and overcome our expectations and enjoy the trip for what it was. The boys are definitely hooked on GT fishing and are definitely looking forward to return. But i would like to try something different the next time. Staying on the mother boat and fishing on the sport fishers will maximise fishing time as well as allow us to do a little bit more jigging. If you are keen to join us, contact me at any of the links below. I've got a couple of day trips lined up next to Malaysia next followed by Southern Island Trips for the Sagai season. Please subscribe to read all about it when it drops.

Til then, tight lines.

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Equipment List

Carpenter Endless Passion 85/36
Hammerhead Faube 78ML
Ripple Fisher F- Stick
Ripple Fisher F- Stick GT80 Reversal Nano PE8
Ripple Fisher F- Stick GT78 Flex PE10

Shimano Stella SW14000XG
Daiwa Saltiga 5000H
Daiwa Saltiga Z6000GT
Daiwa Saltiga Expedition 5500H
Daiwa Saltiga Expedition 8000H

Shimano Ocea Pencil 220F (must have)
Shimano Monster Drive 220F (Stock hooks work well)
Shimano Wild Response 240F (not recommended for choppy conditions)
Carpenter Gamma 140
Carpenter Pandora 150
Hammerhead Cherry Boy 240
Hammerhead Border Deep Chaser 190S
Hammerhead C Cup
Native works Napalm 220

Braid : Varivas Casting SMP #8
Leader: Sunline 210lb

Sasame 1/0
Owner 1/0
Decoy 1/0

Owner ST66 4/0, 5/0
Decoy YS82 4/0
Gamakatsu GT Recorder 5/0, 6/0

Split Rings
Owner Hyper Wire 9/0, 10/0
Decoy Heavy Class 9/0, 10/0