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We followed Graham and Micky taking CQ out of the marina yesterday, and coincidently followed them back to the river and lock with them too. There’ll be no keeping up with them when the engine’s run in and they can open the taps to full revs.
They had a better day than we did….just.
Fishing was slow all day, we covered about 40 miles, hitting wreck after wreck from 4 to 12 miles offshore without finding any good fish. Don’t tell MrC that the mackerel were showing in abundance with some cracking sized ones to be had. Most of the ones we caught were coughing up 2 inch sandeels so there must be a lot of food out there.
Whiting were a nuisance, ripping up even big baits; coming in two and three at a time, Steve had several over the pound and one that was easily a pound and a half.
We had a poor day looking for anything bigger, returning only a few codling, small ling and a surprise pollock that hit a muppet about 60ft above a wreck when I lost my lead on it.
Weather forecasters had it spot on. The drift went from slow to none-existent and by sunny six o’clock the engine was off and the kettle on as we sat stationary above a wreck, bothering yet more whiting. Still, it was much better than spending the afternoon at work and all a bit different to the sea on Sunday when the horizon kept disappearing behind the wave tops.
They had a better day than we did….just.
Fishing was slow all day, we covered about 40 miles, hitting wreck after wreck from 4 to 12 miles offshore without finding any good fish. Don’t tell MrC that the mackerel were showing in abundance with some cracking sized ones to be had. Most of the ones we caught were coughing up 2 inch sandeels so there must be a lot of food out there.
Whiting were a nuisance, ripping up even big baits; coming in two and three at a time, Steve had several over the pound and one that was easily a pound and a half.
We had a poor day looking for anything bigger, returning only a few codling, small ling and a surprise pollock that hit a muppet about 60ft above a wreck when I lost my lead on it.
Weather forecasters had it spot on. The drift went from slow to none-existent and by sunny six o’clock the engine was off and the kettle on as we sat stationary above a wreck, bothering yet more whiting. Still, it was much better than spending the afternoon at work and all a bit different to the sea on Sunday when the horizon kept disappearing behind the wave tops.
, the amount if big whiting is defiantly a new one for us Kevin, the wrecks further north at Amble we used to get the odd one in front of the wreck,not like down here with loads of them! Saying that, I would rather be catching them than bugger all!
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