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Armed with a bucket of lug dug on Saturday, some rag, mussel and later on fresh mackerel, we had an early start at 09:30.
Nothing was showing around the hard ground at Cullercoats so we moved up to St Mary’s can where Canman was already pulling the coddling out. We found a few for ourselves mostly small but keen to take a bait. Conditions were good and with not many boats out it prompted a run offshore. Still no fish on the wrecks although the gulls lead us to a shoal of mackerel. The gulls, macks and all the day’s coddling were stuffed with bit fish which was often showing on the sounder too. There’s a lot of life out there.
By mid day the sun was out enough to need sunglasses, Mark had forgotten his so we found him a grubby old pair from the lost depths of a fishing box.
Back inshore of the can, the fishing picked up again with good numbers of small coddling to 3lb coming in from the rough ground. A king sized drift took us all the way down to Cullercoats which was as quiet as when we first stopped there. The bait ran out there and we set off back to the marina. Arriving there just before 7pm, a coddling weighing 3lb gutted was leading their best fish of the weekend one-off competition and didn’t look likely to be beaten.
Would you dress you son up like this and post a photo of him on the ‘net?
What a good looking…
fish.
Nothing was showing around the hard ground at Cullercoats so we moved up to St Mary’s can where Canman was already pulling the coddling out. We found a few for ourselves mostly small but keen to take a bait. Conditions were good and with not many boats out it prompted a run offshore. Still no fish on the wrecks although the gulls lead us to a shoal of mackerel. The gulls, macks and all the day’s coddling were stuffed with bit fish which was often showing on the sounder too. There’s a lot of life out there.
By mid day the sun was out enough to need sunglasses, Mark had forgotten his so we found him a grubby old pair from the lost depths of a fishing box.
Back inshore of the can, the fishing picked up again with good numbers of small coddling to 3lb coming in from the rough ground. A king sized drift took us all the way down to Cullercoats which was as quiet as when we first stopped there. The bait ran out there and we set off back to the marina. Arriving there just before 7pm, a coddling weighing 3lb gutted was leading their best fish of the weekend one-off competition and didn’t look likely to be beaten.
Would you dress you son up like this and post a photo of him on the ‘net?
What a good looking…
fish.