People:me,clive,john,fintan,paul,alby and dave
Duration:22 freekin hours
Tide:yea
Weather:easterly ,cold and sunny
Bait:mac squid rag lug
Rigs:pullys
Results:one mark blank second not a blank thank god!
Report:with fishing being patchy to say the least a fool hardy plan was hatched to go into the west ,5am start for our driver and 5.30 for me

i didnt realize it was bright at 5.30 these days
we arrived in at our first mark just before lw set up and bombarded the sea with massive baits on our pully pennels full of chat and hopes of thornies ,needless to say it was cold ,the wind was cold enough to peel the skin off your eyeballs

after a few fruitless hours and with the sea pushing us off the rocks it was time for plan b ,so exit stage left and off to our second mark about an hour away we sent our sides of mac hurtling out to sea with little prayers being muttered as the line sped off our spools ,after a few min fintan noticed a slack line and out popped ray no1 ,a femail of about 3 or 3.5 lb
This was followed by more with everyone nabbing one except he who shall remain nameless as i wouldnt slag anyone for not catching the target spieces ,paul,dave fintan and alby packed up and headed off and we stayed on into darkness hoping a huss might show ,alas after another hour just a few dogs came on so off we went home
The drive home was shall we say eventfull

i will never trust a sat nav again ,well not clives anyway

we drove over a mountain range with grass down the middle of the road and sheep all over the gaff,prob about 40km of roads that prob arnt on a map
i was dropped home at 1.30 knackered smelly and windburnt !
but happy as
a ray a day keeps the doctor away