I of course returned tonight at dead low water to have another crack at our silvery friends. If I thought last night was calm, it wasnt a patch on tonight. The sea was like a mirror, with the moon fairly beaming down. A combination of slack tides and still calm conditions meant it was more like fishing in a pond this evening.
Of course, while the previous days fishing was so good, I could of sworn it was yesterday ( :D ) Reality had to bite somewhere, this is a local Cork beach, not the Cunnigar, I am Petekd, not Cortaz.... Or is it?????? And am I???? Nah, course not :D Had I repeated last nights exploits, I'd have been wondering all the same.....!!
Fishing into a pond may not have been ideal but the big razor baits did the trick again and with a wonderful scrap and a load of tearing around in water not much over ankle deep, another lovely bass eventually slid through the suds and onto the sand. This was followed by 2 LSDs. Not quite the highs of the previous night but sure, hell, on any other day it would have been a great evenings fishing wouldnt it!
Picture below of tonights bass, all fish running at similar lengths over past couple of days, some however beefier than others.
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