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04-12-2006, 06:40 PM
After last weeks success on Jacks I decided to hit the spot again. Live bait was very scarce with only 1 pike
6 herring and 2 over size for bait mullet. Don't think they would even qualify as poddies......
The weather wasn't good with temp dropping sharply and the Nor easter picking up where the temp left off increasing to a harsh 15-20 knotter, never mind I was gettin out of the house - had a couple of coldies and some livies so who cares.
All was quiet with the pike drowning himself after 10 mins and winds increasing. not good but it was early.
Nothin, and more nothing and then some more nothing. My old mate Westie arrives with his super sized SP and laughs at my suicide technique. sit and wait and see what happens. By the time westies 2nd cast was in the water the little rod goes nuts with line peeling at a great rate, I nealy fell in the drink as I was that excited as it ran like a bit trevor that I'd caught there before. After about 40 seconds and 100m of line I finally turn the culpret and start making some ground. All was dark but I could hear the tail dancing and called it for a Giant Herring.
Westie was on the job, clearing rods and making room as the catch comes in range. As usual I didn't have a net so I grabbed the leader and tries to pull him up but alas the line broke, luckily the fish was buggerred and stalled for a minute while i got in and pulled him out.
The rest of the night was no better with the herring not lasting and a sea toad biting through one of the main lines that had the bigger mullet ans the other one just too big for the predators - should have taken them bulli fishing.
Never mind it was a peaceful night acouple of coldies and a weirder looking fish thatn westie..... and thats hard to beat.....
cheers
scotty
6 herring and 2 over size for bait mullet. Don't think they would even qualify as poddies......
The weather wasn't good with temp dropping sharply and the Nor easter picking up where the temp left off increasing to a harsh 15-20 knotter, never mind I was gettin out of the house - had a couple of coldies and some livies so who cares.
All was quiet with the pike drowning himself after 10 mins and winds increasing. not good but it was early.
Nothin, and more nothing and then some more nothing. My old mate Westie arrives with his super sized SP and laughs at my suicide technique. sit and wait and see what happens. By the time westies 2nd cast was in the water the little rod goes nuts with line peeling at a great rate, I nealy fell in the drink as I was that excited as it ran like a bit trevor that I'd caught there before. After about 40 seconds and 100m of line I finally turn the culpret and start making some ground. All was dark but I could hear the tail dancing and called it for a Giant Herring.
Westie was on the job, clearing rods and making room as the catch comes in range. As usual I didn't have a net so I grabbed the leader and tries to pull him up but alas the line broke, luckily the fish was buggerred and stalled for a minute while i got in and pulled him out.
The rest of the night was no better with the herring not lasting and a sea toad biting through one of the main lines that had the bigger mullet ans the other one just too big for the predators - should have taken them bulli fishing.
Never mind it was a peaceful night acouple of coldies and a weirder looking fish thatn westie..... and thats hard to beat.....
cheers
scotty