New Zealand brown trout is possibly a world record

Otwin Kandolf said the brown trout he caught recently in New Zealand looked like a submarine because it was so long and abnormally fat. The behemoth, caught in a canal near a salmon farm, weighed 42 pounds, 1 ounce. It’s the heaviest brown trout ever caught in New Zealand and could land Kandolf in the book of world records.

“I just couldn’t believe it. It looked to me like a submarine,” Kandolf told the news station. “Very ugly, small head, big belly … Just amazing.”

If Kandolf submits his catch to the IGFA, and it’s approved, Kandolf will be recognized as the world-record holder.

The trout measured 36.6 inches long and 10.6 inches wide. Apparently it got so plump, and heavy, by feeding on pellets that drifted downstream from the salmon farm.

Kandolf plans to have the catch mounted to hang on his wall.

Check out the full artical at Grind TV.com using the link below. There are even a few screen captures of the fish taken from the local news channel.

http://www.grindtv.com/outdoor/excursions/post/enormous-new-zealand-brown-trout-possibly-a-world-record/

There may be a lot of people that don't know New Zealand has some very impressive trout fishing. NZ Brown Trout are some of the largest you can find today. Last year there was a similar possible world record catch from New Zealand and that link is posted below.

http://www.outdoorlife.com/blogs/newshound/2012/10/new-zealand-angler-lands-possible-world-record-brown-trout

Back in the Game

So this is the first “real” trip out on the water in a while. The winter fishing scene was pitiful due to water levels on most of the areas that I fish during the cold three. Driving by water on my way to work usually makes my casting elbow twitch. This year seeing water levels down so much brought concern and even sadness. I’m used to droughts in Colorado but it is looking more and more obvious that low water is becoming the norm. It wasn’t until the ice started rolling off that I could get excited about casting again.

Conditions for the day would start off cold compared to the spat of near 70-degree weather we received just a day or two before. The air temperature would reach a high of 60-degrees with 40% chance of rain and possibly snow depending on the altitude. Wind was mild at 5mph with occasional gust of 15mph that push my toner around pretty good if it wasn’t anchored. Drop down the fish finder unit to get the temp…”51 degrees? I didn’t expect that. Two or three casts in and the strikes hit the end of the line.

At this point I am throwing fantastic plastics and doing well with the 6” senko in dark colors. Cast out, let it sink and wait for something to pick it off the bottom. If nothing hits, lift the bait off the bottom with a raise of the rod tip. The fish would usually hit on the first or second lift as opposed to the first drop. Bump, bump…set the hook.

Move out of the first cove and start working a long incline section. The plastics did nothing. Don gets a hit on a jog and I make the switch. I pulled out one or two 14’ers and could feel myself getting back into the groove. Move off the incline and into the northeastern cove. Things just started to light up after that. Bigger fish started to attack the bait and action was about every other cast.

Coves were the most productive and on this lake there were three coves that sheltered the lake from the blasting winds with sandy banks that collected warmth. In areas where the water was one degree higher really made a difference. In the most sheltered cove I seem to get small, sporadic bites on the bait. We are talking hit and quit strikes where you feel only the bump and nothing but air when you set the hook. Most of the time in Colorado lakes\ponds small bites mean small bass, perch or something similar. Drop down to smaller bait size and see what happens. In this case I pulled up a crappie.

Smaller bass could be caught near the shallow structure but most of the quality fish were holding in deep water at the base of the incline. The best action came from fishing the bait as slow as possible just above the bottom of the lake. I could have experimented with more colors and presentations but dark color patterns seemed to do the trick.

My name is Matt and I’m a fishaholic.