Tide: OUT. Argh!!! (low water at about 17:00)
Rigs: Lures, Float rigs.
Results: 4 baby pollack.
With perfect weather for a change, packed wife,kid + dog into car and headed up to Ballyvaughan. Somehow had managed to get the tide times totally ass-wise( had assumed that since HW in Galway City was 17:00 it would be the same in Fanore - apparently it's the exact opposite) so that it was on the way out when we arrived. Not looking good.
Hit the rock mark but we knew it was a lost cause; it only ever fishes the two hours either side of high water. Lost every single lure I tried (including a brand new bass plug
Had some great fun trying to entice the HUGE mullet that were swimming about under our feet though, these things were easily several kilos - at first I thought they were bass but the water was so clear that you could actually watch them and see all the features as they turned on the bootom.
No luck getting them to bite although they were following every lure and checking out every float fished bait we tried( including rashers, heh) By that stage we had eaten all the bread (nothing like sausage and rasher sambos cooked on a driftwood fire!) so we gave up on them.
Met a fellow there who was going spear fishing off the reef, a couple of hours later we were leaving and his gear was still on the shore but no sign of him - if you're reading this I hope you made it back! Oddly enough, saw neither hide nor hair of mackerel except one shoal just off Fanore beach itself. I wonder did anyone have any up there this weekend?
Stopped off in B.V. to get the lads a couple of pints, whilst they were drowning their sorrows I went out the end of the pier, put on a 1g float and size 16 hook, tiny sliver of limpet and started catching the tiniest pollack I ever saw** One was only about an inch long! Felt that maybe I was traumatising future generations of fish so I packed it in after 4 or 5 of them. Saved a blank I suppose
*near where the dolphin used to live before it went to the white strand.
**When I originally walked out to the end of the pier, I looked down into the water and saw a shoal of these little fellows. "Hmm", I said out loud (to myself) "I wonder what they are?"...A tourist standing right beside me looked at me and said, with a dead straight face, "They're fish". I nearly fell in.