by deno » Thu Oct 11, 2007 1:44 pm
Hey Brian, thanks for the tips. You are very kind or very stupid to have left all your stuff over here. But I think You have a bit of a problem the amount of tying material you have in that box, its there really a need for it all?
What a morning! It was one of those days that I should have gone back to bed and pulled the covers over my head good and tight. It all started when feeding the dogs! dropped one of their breakfasts in the kitchen resulting in milk and bread everywhere with a smashed bowl thrown in for good measure. Once I clean up the mess and fed the other starving pooch, I went to drink my coffee. Yet again my hands failed me and I knocked my full cut of coffee onto the top of the cooker which emptied thought the top of the hob, into the grill area and made its way into the deepest recesses of the cooker. When I finally got out of the house, I missed the turn for the beech and have to go all the way around through Shankill (extra 20mins with the traffic). The beach looked perfect with a small swell running in, nothing to worry about I thought to myself. How wrong I was, I was walking past a decent sized rock when a wave no bigger than 2 feet hit it, sent water in the air and I got drenched. I removed my polarized glasses to wipe the sea water from them and the arm broke off!
I gathered my composure and began to fish waste deep in the surf. While moving down the beech I tripped on an underwater obstruction and stumbled, I used all my dexterity and acrobatic ability to stop myself from going in the drink. But I found that if you overstretch in a pair of waders the seams are likely to split and with that water started too leak in. With one wet leg, half a pair of sun glasses and the though of my folks asking "why the roast chicken tastes of coffee"? I continued on!
At full tide things began to stir! Fish started to break the surface at roughly 30-40 meters from the shore but I just didn't have the distance to reach them. As time when on, the splashing moved closer to shore and I could see the sandeel breaking the surface in a few places. It was not an eruption of fish by any means but it was a definite sign that larger fish were about. I tried numerous flies but nothing seemed to be tickling their fancy until the surface action all but disappeared. I changed fly once more to a very slim green and white clouser minnow giving the size of the sandeel in the area. After five minutes my interests began to wane but on the decided last cast, just as I was drawing the fly from the water a bar of silver lurched forward and sucked in the fly. I struck and the hook held, with that the bass realised something was a miss and decided it wanted to be somewhere else. It turned for England and powered off and I'd say it is still going because the knot from my fluorocarbon cast to braided loop on the tapered leader gave out. I was furious with myself as I was too lazy to do a loop to loop join. As I walked dejected back up the beach with a squelching sound in my right boot, the guy who had been sitting watching me fish said "Well arnt you glad to have met him"? and he was dead right. I fished for another half and hour but the wind got up and nothing was moving. I shall be back again in the morning!
Hopefully this time without incident.
Denis