Lads i was going to put this in answer to a post but think it deserves a spot on its own.
I am now 48yrs old. When i was a kid just starting fishing at about 12-13 yrs i remember going on Middleton. The end corner was the place to be. I saw some nice cod pulled in from this spot from the old hands who used to hogg the best spot. For some reason the abu 7000/9000 sticks in my mind. Think it was because they were red. Hardy tourney beachcasters rods as well . I remember they had castle transfers on the end section near where your reel went.
I also remember my uncle fishing from the light house corner by the heugh. He used to use runnydown which had been wrapped in newspaper.
Never saw any fish caught here but they reckon it was a hot spot.
My uncle Eddie was good mates with a lad called Morris Usher. Think he goes up and down on the pier now on his electric bike. Never seen him for years but he must be in his seventies, Eddie unfortunatly died years ago.
Then there was my uncle John. He had his own boat docked in Hartlepool-used to go out with him. Always remember as we passed the heugh he put his fingers down his throat and threw up. Then he ate his sandwiches. Those days we actually caught Haddock.
Wonder if the blokes still alive who caught my rod just before my 7lber nearly pulled it in off the end of the Heugh?.
Mick.
I am now 48yrs old. When i was a kid just starting fishing at about 12-13 yrs i remember going on Middleton. The end corner was the place to be. I saw some nice cod pulled in from this spot from the old hands who used to hogg the best spot. For some reason the abu 7000/9000 sticks in my mind. Think it was because they were red. Hardy tourney beachcasters rods as well . I remember they had castle transfers on the end section near where your reel went.
I also remember my uncle fishing from the light house corner by the heugh. He used to use runnydown which had been wrapped in newspaper.
Never saw any fish caught here but they reckon it was a hot spot.
My uncle Eddie was good mates with a lad called Morris Usher. Think he goes up and down on the pier now on his electric bike. Never seen him for years but he must be in his seventies, Eddie unfortunatly died years ago.
Then there was my uncle John. He had his own boat docked in Hartlepool-used to go out with him. Always remember as we passed the heugh he put his fingers down his throat and threw up. Then he ate his sandwiches. Those days we actually caught Haddock.
Wonder if the blokes still alive who caught my rod just before my 7lber nearly pulled it in off the end of the Heugh?.
Mick.
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