Had a few hours on Shields pier this evening, more in hope than expectation but with the winds finally changing and things warming up a tad you never know. Got down there just before half four and set up at the hole in the wall, usual tactics of two rods one down the side with two hook flapper, size 4 hooks and Bluey the other a two hook clip down, size 2 hooks rag on one and Bluey on the other.
All was relatively calm and quiet to start off with and second cast I managed a little 6" codling to save the blank. And then from nowhere the wind started to absolutely howl down the pier (perhaps belated howls of anguish from NE1?), must have been gusting well over 40mph meaning all I could do was stand by my rods holding on to the tripod to stop the whole lot being blown over. After 15 minutes of this (and seeing the bloke next to me pick his rod up off the pier , pack up and head home) I decided the bst bet was to move up to the gate where at least the fence couldn't be blown over.
Made the move including tipping about a ton of sand out of my stuff that was on the floor and got settled in. The wind died off again but the fish never came on, both the long rod and the short rod had baits coming back untouched. HT came at 6:50pm and I thought about an early finish when a little rattle on the long rod saw another baby codling landed.
And then as the ebb kicked in it was like someone had flicked a switch. Bites every cast and as dusk started to fall the close in rod got in on the action as well. Codling, Coalfish and a postage stamp sized Dab made up the catch, nothing sizeable until just before 8:30 and as I was about to pack in the close rod went mental and after a short but fun scrap this was up on the pier:
Had one more chuck that saw a double shot of codling and coalie come in but by now it was getting dark and, not expecting to stay out I didn't have a lamp. I don't doubt I'd have had a few more fish if I'd stayed but as it was it ended up a canny little session with 4 Codling, 5 Coalies and a Dab to show for it. Almost all the fish took Bluey except for the Dab and one of the little codling and the split was about even between the down the side rod and the distance rod.
All was relatively calm and quiet to start off with and second cast I managed a little 6" codling to save the blank. And then from nowhere the wind started to absolutely howl down the pier (perhaps belated howls of anguish from NE1?), must have been gusting well over 40mph meaning all I could do was stand by my rods holding on to the tripod to stop the whole lot being blown over. After 15 minutes of this (and seeing the bloke next to me pick his rod up off the pier , pack up and head home) I decided the bst bet was to move up to the gate where at least the fence couldn't be blown over.
Made the move including tipping about a ton of sand out of my stuff that was on the floor and got settled in. The wind died off again but the fish never came on, both the long rod and the short rod had baits coming back untouched. HT came at 6:50pm and I thought about an early finish when a little rattle on the long rod saw another baby codling landed.
And then as the ebb kicked in it was like someone had flicked a switch. Bites every cast and as dusk started to fall the close in rod got in on the action as well. Codling, Coalfish and a postage stamp sized Dab made up the catch, nothing sizeable until just before 8:30 and as I was about to pack in the close rod went mental and after a short but fun scrap this was up on the pier:
Had one more chuck that saw a double shot of codling and coalie come in but by now it was getting dark and, not expecting to stay out I didn't have a lamp. I don't doubt I'd have had a few more fish if I'd stayed but as it was it ended up a canny little session with 4 Codling, 5 Coalies and a Dab to show for it. Almost all the fish took Bluey except for the Dab and one of the little codling and the split was about even between the down the side rod and the distance rod.
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