Duration: 20:30-23:00
Tide: HW around 23:00
Weather: southerly breeze, relatively mild
Bait: razor, rag, black lug, mack, crab
Rigs: 3 hook flappers, pulley
Results: me - 3 flounder (I think 4 but Pete tells me only 3
must be losing my mind)Pete - 10 flounder at the finish (to 39cm)
Report: Headed to a beach we haven't fished for a while. Was looking dodgy there as we left, with the rain pouring down and flooding on the roads, but we thought we'd chance it as it looked like a heavy shower that would pass. Low and behold, the rain stopped just as we pulled up to the beach. Was it an omen we wondered...
Well to start with wasn't looking great, Pete cracked off first cast and our first couple of retrieves yielded nothing, and the baits were untouched. I was starting to wonder where all the fish were when I heard a shout to my left which left me in no doubt where they all were. That jammy Mr Davis had just pulled in 5 flounder, 3 on his regulation trace and 2 on the trace that he'd cracked off earlier and had managed to retrieve. Looked mighty impressive with 5 flounder strung out along the beach ( he was still disappointed that they hadn't touched the 6th hook
). The attached photo of them is pretty poor, but you get the idea....Followed a steady stream of flounder then for the next hour. Strangely bites were conspicuous by their absence, the fish just seemed to be sitting on the bait. Only the big flounder making themselves known. Most were taken at about 50yds out, Pete was getting them at a bit of distance as well. My distance rod was untouched the whole night (variety of baits). Pete's flounder came mainly to rag and mack strips, mine to rag and lug.
With early starts in the morning we headed off job done, I dare say, had we stayed, it would have continued in the same vein, the place was just carpeted in flounder. Anyway, learned another trick from Pete for picking up the flounder, which I won't reveal here
) did not bode well. The 5 in a line were some sight coming up the beach in a perfectly spaced row like some form of train. Conditions for floundering were absolutely perfect on the night so its no surprise we got into a few. What was puzzling was the total lack of interest from anything else, no coalies, no whiting, no bass..... Still, kept busy enough with the flounder so not to worry. Black lug and some frozen down from the weekend blow lug tipped with mack strips did the most damage.
Went out for a a few hours tonight and tried a few beaches on the East Coast. Couldnt buy a bite!! Absolutely filthy night too which added in no small way to the enjoyment of it all. Not to mention the 2 hours digging lug with high expectation before that 
Ah well tis all craic