Session in August didnt start well - flat tyre on new (for me) car to find this model doesnt come with a spare! FFS.
Landed having left the bait in the car with the flat tyre (writing this just realised it is still there, hope its cold tomorrow)... and didnt have time to collect crabs en route, so Eoin kicked a limpet off, stuck it on a big circle hook and five minutes later landed the fish of the day - a stonking fat male orange wrasse. Photos to follow. Specimen.
That's a five ounce / 125 gram lead beside it and it inhaled a 5/0 circle hook.
BTW it wasn't as cold as it looks in the photo, just a nasty chill Westerly which died off later to leave it a stunning evening...
We each landed a few more wrasse, mostly on limpet and nothing close to the opener. Towards low water around 6 pm I switched to a lure and landed a 500 gram pollack.
Aoibheann took over and landed a better fish. Cathal took over and landed something slightly smaller than the lure itself.
After another small wrasse, I took to putting the lure out low on a braid rod and bumping it off the bottom, in brilliant sunshine, just after the tide turned. Low and behold, I landed our first mackerel of 2019. In late August. Unreal. This was followed by several greater launce, all foul hooked, and Aoibhean landed the best pollack of the day, probably pushing 1.5 kilos. Nice fat fish. We took a few more pollack and wrasse, but of mackerel, there was no more sign. Never imagined catching them here on low water, just goes to show you...
With the tide coming, I pushed a 3 hook paternoster out with launce for bait a good 100 metres onto the sand, and shortly afterwards, the last fish landed was a massive LSD. Seriously big. So big I got Eoin to take a few up close ups of the nasal cavities, in case it turns out to be a small huss. Pretty certain it was a big LSD.
5 species is a ncie change for here, had I been there on my own the launce and mack would have been chopped up, but sad to say there is school tomorrow, so it was time to head home. Reckon there were rays to be had over the sand in the darkening evening. Such is life.
PS, Sean, the stonking wrasse was landed on your rod.
We're heading out next Saturday weather permitting - from early to late - if anyone is interested.
Photos to follow, cheers