First 3 casts saw us into 3 Hounds, first 2 around 4 to 5 pound mark and 3rd came in at 6.5 lb. Great start ! The young lad was made for the night, mission accomplished. A few more hounds and then things slowed down for an hour. But sure enough, just after slack water we managed a few small thornies and then back into the hounds again. Much better fish coming in this time, plenty of specimens and the biggest 10.6lb. My PB well and truly smashed. After a busy hour it slowed right up and so we decided to use up the remaining bait in close scratching for species to keep himself interested. Whiting, pouting and doggies was the answer. We even managed a little tub gurnard. On his last cast he pulled a triple shot, which was turning him blue in the face reeling it in
Me shouting at him come on reel the effin thing its only a few tiddlers. To our surprise a huge Huss broke the water about 10 yards out and we both nearly wet ourselves with the excitement. Turns out the Huss went for one of his hooked whiting which in turn got hooked also. Unfortunately the size 2 match hooks did not cope with the last pull and he done a tumble and snapped the hook clean in half and disappeared into the abyss. A fine huss that looked far bigger than any i have landed on east or west coast. Shocked, excited, disappointed but also amazed we packed up after that and headed home. A special night fishing that ill never forget, something special about seeing the young lads face as he felt the power of his first decent fish. A moment I got to re-live through him and certainly gave me the bug again for some more sessions.
