kayos
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So we arrived last Friday and Norman had graciously invited me out on Slinky Kate on Saturday morning. I was massively looking forward to it and I had my new(to me)reel, but not my rod Stan had re-built for me, as I wasn't picking that up until Sunday. It was a bit blustery on Saturday, but it was great to catch up with Norman after almost a year and we had great fun and a fish or two, while Tony did the business on the day with a double shot of 7lb plus cod. Reel worked a treat and today was the day on JFK2 for a 10hr session to christen my new rod.
I awoke to blue skies and little wind and set off for the Tyne with hopes high. We left the river and steamed to a wreck. My rod was getting admiring glances with it's luminous green whipping and black backing. I was asked what make it was and said Sonik. The guy next to me said it didn't look like a Sonik, so I explained Stan had done a brilliant job on it.
After a while fishing with "Slinky" shads I had a good take and soon boated this nice 5.7lb cod. I felt amazing, rod christened and I could feel in my water that this was to be my day!
However the fishing went a bit quiet and for no reason whatsoever, my reel started making a horrible noise and basically seized up! Allan didn't know what was wrong but loaned me one of his and I was back fishing again somewhat disappointed at my bad luck.
The bad luck continued, as the fishing, at least for me, stayed quiet with just the odd few coming to the boat, but not on my rod. Chuffed as.... with my new snazzy rod, I kept my pecker up and continued to fish. Then on one drop to a wreck, my weight hit the bottom and in the blink of an eye I was snagged and my rod had snapped! No time to let line out, shout for Allan, just a broken brand new built rod........... devastated was not the word. Not helped by a self styled comedian who piped up "It looks like a Sonik now!!"
As you can imagine the enthusiasm drained from my very being and my day was a disaster. Allan gave me a rod and I battled on to get another Cod and a Ling. Home now and still gutted. I need a new hobby!
Oh the caravan park flood warning? That was Lynn pishing herself laughing!
I awoke to blue skies and little wind and set off for the Tyne with hopes high. We left the river and steamed to a wreck. My rod was getting admiring glances with it's luminous green whipping and black backing. I was asked what make it was and said Sonik. The guy next to me said it didn't look like a Sonik, so I explained Stan had done a brilliant job on it.
After a while fishing with "Slinky" shads I had a good take and soon boated this nice 5.7lb cod. I felt amazing, rod christened and I could feel in my water that this was to be my day!
However the fishing went a bit quiet and for no reason whatsoever, my reel started making a horrible noise and basically seized up! Allan didn't know what was wrong but loaned me one of his and I was back fishing again somewhat disappointed at my bad luck.
The bad luck continued, as the fishing, at least for me, stayed quiet with just the odd few coming to the boat, but not on my rod. Chuffed as.... with my new snazzy rod, I kept my pecker up and continued to fish. Then on one drop to a wreck, my weight hit the bottom and in the blink of an eye I was snagged and my rod had snapped! No time to let line out, shout for Allan, just a broken brand new built rod........... devastated was not the word. Not helped by a self styled comedian who piped up "It looks like a Sonik now!!"
As you can imagine the enthusiasm drained from my very being and my day was a disaster. Allan gave me a rod and I battled on to get another Cod and a Ling. Home now and still gutted. I need a new hobby!
Oh the caravan park flood warning? That was Lynn pishing herself laughing!
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