Duration: 3 evening sessions and one afternoon session
Tide: high 7, 8, 9 pm approx
Weather: overcast humid friday and sunday, saturday started bad and then got downright awful
Bait: rag, mac, pollack, sandeel
Rigs: various lures, feathers, 3 hook flappers, pulleys, ledger rigs
Results: poor cod poor cod poor cod, followed by dogs, wrasse, pollack and mackeral and in my famous last words therell be no whiting i got 2 micro whiting not even pins
Report: after being told there were 2 stags and an 18th birthday party on the island it was camping with all accomodation gone.
got down to the pier in roonagh in good time 4 of us raring to go - but the boat was farting around a lot so we started into a few beers while we were idle - this was to be the general ethos for the weekend, bar luckily! when we went rock hopping
we got to the island and with all the gear needed 2 runs in the car a local volunteered to get the gear to the "campsite" - which turned out to be very exposed at the beach edge on uneven ground
- the catering facilities did not exist and the showers were a euro on top of the tenner per tentwe got the camps up, had a bit to eat and then down to the pier - there was 2 locals there with the feathers and had 1 already
were told to fish the back by the lads in shore thing in westport - big pollack, specimen wrasse - this was before we told him we had the rags already
with the wind floating wasnt on and the ground was well rough - mark got a couple of pollack as the 2 new lads lost leads and sets of feathers
i pretty much gave up on it and instead focussed on staring the locals out of the end of the pier but instead ended up chatting to them
they told me over the high water go for macks and sure enough they had 5 in the hour and then left
so i was in with the feathers after and no joy but the bait rigs started to hop at our feet with poor cod
never seen anything like it - as the others set up the rods - more poor cod - the place was alive with them - everyone caught which was great - and the bigger ones all closer to the pier - less of them as you got out
got a few dogs on sandeel but apart from that nothin much else to report
headed to the pub then and heard that there was a hostel and it was empty and then proceded to get lashed and play poker - with all the locals telling us of how desparate saturday was going to be
up early out of the tents at ten and got the breakfast in but already the wind was getting fresher - by the time we got packed to go fishing it was a good breeze and raining
chose to go west and south and eventually picked a few rocks we could get down to and started for wrasse - nothing for me for half hour but then had 1.5lb
the other lad got a few then so did i - and then dropped the biggest about 4lb - but the sea was jumpy and i didnt like going down further on the ledges
at this stage mark who was round the corner had a few wrasse and was into bigger ones so he says!!!
and donal had dropped a 4lb pollack - huge potential all along the rocks here between the promontory fort and the old pier on the os map
back into the main area and 2 more lads joined us and it was to the pub for a bit of refreshment
after a while it was down to the pier again for the evening - the wind too bad for spinning so on the baits again - pretty much the same as the night before - think mark maybe got a wrasse and i picked up a 10cm whiting for my sins!!!
the 2 new lads didnt fancy the fishing so we headed back to the pub
the weather just got worse and worse so stayed there for the night
following morning decided to head east and north again with the light gear - day was much brighter and clear but still windy enough - up near the capnagower side
the 2 lads that arrived the night before headed home so we could indulge in the fishing even more
we only got one wrasse to robin the man who was getting an awful taste for the fishing!!! - we stayed there but kept losing gear very shallow with thick weed and then waves every so often from the north that caught you by surprise
finished up and went for grub in the pub and more black stuff watched the hurling and then went down to the pier again - this time we had the barbie with us
i was convinced the night before a large dog i dropped was a huss and was lumping out big baits but no joy - didnt have any squid so it was all mac - but no joy
same really as the night before except we had some ultra fresh mac and pollack - i was busy supping on a few cans and rebaiting for the other lad but robin kept at the feathers and lures hard and we eat well
then he wanted a dog and got one - how happy was this chap (see pic below)- i think hes hooked
back up to the pub again and another late one - we had great talk of going for big wrasse the next day but the 3 days had taken their toll and we headed back to the mainland at lunch.
definitely go back - no surprises but good solid fishing and any amount of exploring left to do
and went fishing too 
,,, a few beers ,a bit to eat and then down to the pier to stare the locals out. To the pub then to to get lashed and play poker. Up early,, out of the tents at ten 
), I'm only just back, so will add more detail and some photo's later.