Just myself today, yesterday on a trip with Chuckaroo, a man gave me a bag of fresh rag which he didn't need so I headed for Donegal to make use of it. Arriving at half tide on the ebb, it was broad daylight with an almost flat calm sea and no wind so expectations were low, at least until darkness and the flood tide. I set up anyway and while doing so, spied a pod of 7-8 dolphins out in the bay. The usual rod at distance and rod in close in rougher ground was the order of the day. It took a while before a few slight rattles came to the distance rod but these came to nothing. Eventually a bite resulted in a small coalfish, 15-16cm, and it wasn't even dark. By the time it was dark I had about 6-7 of these and was expecting to be tortured by them but in fact the bites slackened off. In the calm sea they were all up at the surface, their eyes reflecting the beam from my headlight. Now that it was dark, the rod in the rough sprang into action with a real rod bender of a bite, a nice 44cm pollack. This was followed a while later by an equally ferocious bite but this time from a 29cm pouting. Three more similar sized pouting turned up along with another 44cm pollack, all on the rough ground rod. This second pollack put up a great scrap to the extent that I was almost disappointed that it was “only” a pollack. I think overall the frozen mackerel out-fished the rag, I had expected a rockling or two but despite the snow on the distant hills, winter hasn't properly arrived yet but as Eddard Stark might say “Winter is coming”. . It was a slow drive home as in places there was very dense fog; in fact at one point I met an owl walking.
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