Dublin evening session
Mon Apr 07, 2014 7:57 pm
Its been a bit of a struggle lately to get time on the water, high winds and family have been testing my patience 
Saturday came and things were no different the winds were blowing 15knots and gusting near 30 knots. Coming from a southerly direction meant I would be able to find shelter on some rough ground in Dublin. 6.30pm came on I was soon cruising on the motorway watching the winds blowing the kayak from side to side. By 7.30 I was geared up and launched. The swells were between 3-5ft but I did find shelter from the wind.
I first set about a few drifts as I was worried about tying off. The fish finder was alive and jumping but the fish weren't biting. After a few drifts I decided to find a buoy to tie off and I soon produced this wee lad.
Decided to change rigs in the hope of a fish, flowing traces were put on with rag. I took a decent knock but lost it to the rocks below, it wasnt the only fish I lost to the rocks that night.Two in total and another ten rigs. As the darkness fell I moved further into the bay where the swells were less, dropped anchor and fished away. I then felt a small rattle which produced this fella
It was soon dark with rain pouring from the heavens and the wind blowing. I was a beaten man but glad I didn't blank. The next four weeks should start seeing the fish turn up and feeding again.
Or so I hope
Saturday came and things were no different the winds were blowing 15knots and gusting near 30 knots. Coming from a southerly direction meant I would be able to find shelter on some rough ground in Dublin. 6.30pm came on I was soon cruising on the motorway watching the winds blowing the kayak from side to side. By 7.30 I was geared up and launched. The swells were between 3-5ft but I did find shelter from the wind.I first set about a few drifts as I was worried about tying off. The fish finder was alive and jumping but the fish weren't biting. After a few drifts I decided to find a buoy to tie off and I soon produced this wee lad.
Decided to change rigs in the hope of a fish, flowing traces were put on with rag. I took a decent knock but lost it to the rocks below, it wasnt the only fish I lost to the rocks that night.Two in total and another ten rigs. As the darkness fell I moved further into the bay where the swells were less, dropped anchor and fished away. I then felt a small rattle which produced this fella
It was soon dark with rain pouring from the heavens and the wind blowing. I was a beaten man but glad I didn't blank. The next four weeks should start seeing the fish turn up and feeding again.
Or so I hope
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