Duration: 5pm-10.30pm-ish.
Tide: Flooding (HW@21.30)
Weather: Rough, Windy, Few heavy showers.
Bait: Mackerel, Sandeel, Lug.
Rigs: 3-Hook clipdowns, 2-Hook flappers, Single-hook Clipdowns.
Results: Mackerel, Pollack, Gurnard, Dogfish.
Report:
Picked up Conor and started driving to a destination yet unknown. Stopped enroute to pick the essential wholesome refreshments. While Conor was busy stocking-up, I noticed a mobile fresh fish stall and got some fresh mackerel
Finally decided on a venue and were fishing by 5pm-ish. Things were fairly quiet for the first hour or so, then Conor was off the mark with a mackerel. I followed this with the first doggie. Next fish for me was a Pollack, Conor’s was a gurnard.
I had just walked back to Conor when I saw one of my rods take a nice bounce. Looked and felt like a Pollack. He was gone to ground and snagged my line
Meanwhile Conor was pulling out a few mackerel, including a double-shot. (If we didn’t have fresh bait, there wouldn’t be a bloody mackerel in sight
I had just baited-up the rig I pulled free when my other rod tip started to bend and continued to bend. Ray on, I thought. Lifted the rod and felt a great fish. Managed to retrieve a bit of line and felt a good fight, then everything came to a dead stop. Couldn’t retrieve any more line. This can’t be happening to me twice in the one night!
Eventually I had to pull free again on this one and lost what was probably the best fish of the night
We decided to finish shortly after this and we each had a doggie on our last cast.
Enjoyable enough session with a bit of variety, but I’d love to have seen that last sucker
Conor, did I mess anything? Oh yeah, the Mackerel Anglers….but that’s another story