Kev1n
Well-known member
Saturday was spent digging a bucket of worms and hatching plans for an early start on Sunday to beat the weather and demands of preparing Sunday dinner.
By 9AM were locking out of the marina, uncertain if the conditions would allow us to get far as there was a nice swell washing up Tynemouth beach and the horizon between the piers looked distinctly lumpy. All was OK once out to sea and we went straight to St Mary's can, where we were looking for quantity over quality from the rough ground.
The anchor sunk in 40ft of water and was followed by four sets of gear fished uptide. The lines whistled in the wind and it didn't take long for the fish to show up. A stream of small coddling were coming in, the biggest may have managed three pounds if we left the bait and sinker with it.
A brace of 2lb puddlers added variety, they're in fine form, sleek torpedos and real headshakers. Later, a BIG eater crab gave some entertainment trying to untangle it without losing any fingers.
In the very mucky water, most of the fish locked on to the scent of our lugworm and showed less interest in peeler and no interest in mackeral strip.
All too soon the fishing went quiet unlike the sea which was building. We upped the anchor and set off home into the wind as it knocked the tops off the waves. What a contrast the conditions were in the shelter of the river, where it was warm, calm and sunny with only a gentle breeze.
Changeable weather, changeable fishing, that's April.
Steve made the most of them by using a soft carp rod.
A nice start to the day...
By 9AM were locking out of the marina, uncertain if the conditions would allow us to get far as there was a nice swell washing up Tynemouth beach and the horizon between the piers looked distinctly lumpy. All was OK once out to sea and we went straight to St Mary's can, where we were looking for quantity over quality from the rough ground.
The anchor sunk in 40ft of water and was followed by four sets of gear fished uptide. The lines whistled in the wind and it didn't take long for the fish to show up. A stream of small coddling were coming in, the biggest may have managed three pounds if we left the bait and sinker with it.
A brace of 2lb puddlers added variety, they're in fine form, sleek torpedos and real headshakers. Later, a BIG eater crab gave some entertainment trying to untangle it without losing any fingers.
In the very mucky water, most of the fish locked on to the scent of our lugworm and showed less interest in peeler and no interest in mackeral strip.
All too soon the fishing went quiet unlike the sea which was building. We upped the anchor and set off home into the wind as it knocked the tops off the waves. What a contrast the conditions were in the shelter of the river, where it was warm, calm and sunny with only a gentle breeze.
Changeable weather, changeable fishing, that's April.
Steve made the most of them by using a soft carp rod.
A nice start to the day...
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