A couple of plaice for dinner..
Feb 25, 2009 18:41:14 GMT -1
Post by v8rob on Feb 25, 2009 18:41:14 GMT -1
Well I was on a mission yesterday, I've yet to catch a plaice yet this year.
Alarm went off at 5:15am and I was out of bed like a flash, purely because if I'd hit 'snooze' once I'd have taken a couple more hours to drag myself up. After a coffee the killer instinct was alive and kicking.
Arrived at Eastney around seven, met with flat calm and quite a bit of mist
The tide was running and I initially fished along the blocks without any success. I then moved well out to fish a hole, again without success. Though the day was an absolute cracker!, barely a breeze, glassy calm at times, though the mist came and went throughout the day. I moved back into the bay around later in the morning and joined up with a couple of local boats.
Not a bite, depression reared its ugly head once or twice.
I paddled off to chat someone yakfishing a few hundred metres away. Turned out to be somebody I'd be emailing via my blog, and he had a plaice dammit!,.. around a 1lb.
He packed up and left so I moved yet again, I think this was the 5th spot of the day, it was slow, I was even nodding off and thinking of calling it a day, the pain of the forthcoming ridicule was already cutting deep
Blow me!, a bite... not a timid one neither. Despite my patience at this critical stage of the session I dropped it on the way up. It became bite central for an hour, another 3 fish dropped, one literally a couple of inches from my hand... I did flash at this stage.
But the next one was hooked good and proper ;D
Lovely fish, really thick. I was nearly out of bait, things were desperate. I even was picking up bits of worm from the side of the yak that'd been discarded an hour earlier!.
Another fish came to the yak ;D
In under an hour the fishing went from nothing, to full on.. and back to nothing. The remainder of the session was dead... not another bite.
Steady paddle back to the yakmobile... 8 hours on the water, hard work, but those 45 minutes made it worth all the while.
Weighed them in at home, one at 2lb 4oz, the other 1lb 6oz. Could of easily had half a dozen, just the way it went. However, I'm ready for the next session, hopefully this weekend.
Alarm went off at 5:15am and I was out of bed like a flash, purely because if I'd hit 'snooze' once I'd have taken a couple more hours to drag myself up. After a coffee the killer instinct was alive and kicking.
Arrived at Eastney around seven, met with flat calm and quite a bit of mist
The tide was running and I initially fished along the blocks without any success. I then moved well out to fish a hole, again without success. Though the day was an absolute cracker!, barely a breeze, glassy calm at times, though the mist came and went throughout the day. I moved back into the bay around later in the morning and joined up with a couple of local boats.
Not a bite, depression reared its ugly head once or twice.
I paddled off to chat someone yakfishing a few hundred metres away. Turned out to be somebody I'd be emailing via my blog, and he had a plaice dammit!,.. around a 1lb.
He packed up and left so I moved yet again, I think this was the 5th spot of the day, it was slow, I was even nodding off and thinking of calling it a day, the pain of the forthcoming ridicule was already cutting deep
Blow me!, a bite... not a timid one neither. Despite my patience at this critical stage of the session I dropped it on the way up. It became bite central for an hour, another 3 fish dropped, one literally a couple of inches from my hand... I did flash at this stage.
But the next one was hooked good and proper ;D
Lovely fish, really thick. I was nearly out of bait, things were desperate. I even was picking up bits of worm from the side of the yak that'd been discarded an hour earlier!.
Another fish came to the yak ;D
In under an hour the fishing went from nothing, to full on.. and back to nothing. The remainder of the session was dead... not another bite.
Steady paddle back to the yakmobile... 8 hours on the water, hard work, but those 45 minutes made it worth all the while.
Weighed them in at home, one at 2lb 4oz, the other 1lb 6oz. Could of easily had half a dozen, just the way it went. However, I'm ready for the next session, hopefully this weekend.
