Duration: 1.30- 8pm
Tide: Low - High
Weather: Lets just say that a tree floated past us at one point...!
Bait: Fresh Peeler and Squid
Rigs: Pulley and Flapper
Results: Coalie, Whiting and Codling
Report:
Hadn't been out for weeks due to other commitments and was fed up with reading about fishing so decided on a wee trip down to East Cork to see if there were any of the bearded ones around..... Brief stop off in Halfway Angling to restock on rig bits and bobs and some frozen peeler in case we didnt manage to get some fresh. Should not have worried as a super fresh 3 dozen fiesty nippers were sourced (thanks John) and some valuable info shared on where would be fishable due to the monsterous gust of SW winds blowing.
Hit the mark at low water and things did not look promising with a huge amount of weed being pushed in with the high winds and rising tide. For the first hour or so it was very frustrating with weed, snap offs and having to replace leaders with cold hands. Never mind we soldiered on regardless, having travelled a good distance from Clare/Limerick we not giving up that easily. The first fish showed as the tide started to really push, a chunky pristine Coalie. As is often the case the spirits started to raise with a few more small fish coming to the shore. At this point it was proving almost impossible to see the bites as even Congers Conoflex Highlander was bouncing around on the stand.
At this point we were both fishing two rods with myself debating if I should only fish one and give it my full attention as I am 100% sure that we were missing a lot of bites (crab was returning being munched). My mind was made up for me when a TREE (and I mean a proper tree....!) came bobbing past without a care in the world. It duely caught on two of the four lines (one each) and continued on its migration up river.......
The craic was great with good company but the fishing was poor with the only decent fish being a coddling about 2lbs..... I would say that when the winds drop and it settles down the mark we were on may throw up a couple of decent fish.
On a funny note..... a local lad appeared out of the bushes just as it got dark frightening the bejaysus out of us. He was clutching a fishing rod and small fixed spool reel and I think a wee plastic bag. He proceeded to tell us where we should have been fishing and that a few big uns had been caught the evening before. This guy was wearing a pair of runners, jeans and a sweat shirt and proceeded to wade through the water to get to his chosen mark which was up a good bit from where we were fishing. I am not judging this man in the slightest as he seemed a nice friendly guy but just wanteded to say that East Cork boyos are hardy bucks........
