People:Just me
Duration:3.5 hrs
Tide:mid to high tide
Weather:Mild, breezy, dry
Bait:Frozen mackerel, fresh lug
Rigs:2 and 3 hook flappers
Results:1 codling
Report:
I was keen to christen a new rod so with all the house hold chores taken care of ( dinner made, fire lit, dishes washed, even a bit of hoovering; would it really kill herself to make me a few sandwiches now and again in return?) I made a couple of sandwiches and filled the flask. I got down to the beach at low tide to dig a few lug and while getting booted and suited I was treated to the sight of a kestrel and a buzzard hovering in the updraught where the stiff breeze met the low cliffs. With the light fading I had about 40 lug, enough for a short session. The contours of the beach had altered from my last trip here with the top of the beach being much steeper than normal so I decided to fish here instead of moving to another spot, with fairly big tides and the onshore breeze putting movement and colour into the water I would have about 8’ of depth at 25 yds over high water. I set up 2 rods and started fishing around half tide, 1 rod at distance and the other close in. The wind had picked up a bit and the rods were bouncing about in the rod rest so bite detection was difficult, it was a matter of reeling in every 15-20 mins and checking. The hooks were coming in clean as a whistle each time but even a change to size 4 hooks produced no fish, not even a small coalfish or rockling, just the occasional crab. The latter were munching their way through the soft lug and mackerel rapidly with nothing to show, blank on the cards, but just before high tide there was a definite and determined bite on the close in rod. I lifted into something which gave a few kicks on the way in and through the surf came a nice little 40cm codling. Surprisingly it took a small piece of mackerel rather than the lug which was still on the bottom hook. It would have been nice to have christened the new rod with the codling but it fell to the old reliable ZZippy; still a blank saved is a blank saved. A short while later saw the tide full in, bait full out, and with the top of the tide picking up a lot of weed, it was time for home.
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