People: Me and fishy1987
Duration: Friday: 3.00pm to 2.00am, Saturday 9.00am to 3.pm
Tide: All stages
Weather: friday: foggy, cold, windy, raining Saturday: 4 seasons in 10 minutes
Bait: Rag, mack, squid, peelers, lug, limpets, sand eels, soft plastics
Rigs: Everything
Results: Me: 7 pollack, 4 corkwing wrasse, 1 ballan wrasse, 4 dogfish
Fishy1987: 3 pollack, 2 corkwing wrasse, 5 dogfish
Report: Didn't bother with work on friday so headed off early to the beara. We stopped in glengarrif to have a go at the mullet in the pool behind the petrol station. There were a few there and we managed to get them feeding but no hook ups. The place was full of floating weed. We only stayed at it an hour and headed off to adrigole to drop the bags in dromagowlane house. Picked up some bait off paul harris and headed off to the mark. Friday was all about pollack so weighed down with boxes of soft plastics we clambered down the rocks through the thick fog. We were at it a while before the fish stated to show. I was first off with a small pollack that fell for a side winder lure. I switched to floats and picked up another small pollack on rag. Re baited and re cast and the float went down again, happy days. A ballan of about a pound and a half came thumping up to the sufrace. I switched back to the lures and as i was retrieving it close to the rock it got hammered. I was using 8lb braid and had the drag set tight, not that it mattered. The fish took off at savage speed towards the bottom. When the run stopped i thought i was snagged until the line started to peel off again. The fish made a few very strong runs and it was a few minutes before i managed to get it to the surface and surf it up the rocks on a wave. I was shaking after the scrap and my arms were wrecked. Few photos and back he went. I had one more small fish after that. Fishy in the mean time had a few pollack to lures. He was happy out as he'd never caught a pollack or caught any fish on a lure so it was job done on both of our parts. We headed back to the b&b and picked up some more mackerel and headed for a pier to start the night session. The mind had picked up at this stage but was blowing off shore so we were ok, just casting high and setting the rods low down. The wind turned after a while and blew our leads way down the bay to the point that we didn't even know where our baits were being fished. We managed 2 doggies each before we headed off for a bit of sleep. Next morning we were up at 7, brekky at 8, on the mark at 9. We sent sand eel, squid and mack baits out at distance in search of ray and huss and set the spinning rods to fish down the wall for wrasse. First drop i had a corkwing wrasse, my first ever and that brought my species count to 24 which makes it my best year yet. Fishy was waiting a while for his first hook up but he got off the mark in the end with a nice corkwing. The bait rods mean while were picking up the odd dog fish and nothing else. A seal popped his head up 20 yards out and we didn't see another wrasse for the day after that. I chucked a float out with sandeel and it went under straight away. I had a rod set up in close for conger and just as i got the pollack to the surface the ratchet started to click. I gave the pollack to fishy to sort out and i struck into the conger but he'd found his way into a hole. Re baited and cast again and started to get bites straight away. Struck in again and got the fish off the bottom. Fought it for about 2 minutes before he bit through the line. I was gutted and we decided to pack up the bait rods and wander around the headland to do a bit of lure fishing. The heavens opened up and we decided we'd had enough so chucked all the gear in the car, tidied up the mark and headed for home.
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