I tried to get into town to do a bit of work, but the traffic was so bad I gave up, drove to Wivenhoe and had a long walk along the river and through the woods, before having a late breakfast in the the "Fatman's" cafe. It was too nice a day to work anyway.
I heard the first cuckoo of spring, a nightingale and a cettis warbler. So there. Several buzzards were wheeling on the thermals, their weak arsed cries more appropriate for a bird a quarter of their size, than a near eagle sized beast. That's your wildlife report for the day.
I've walked, run and cycled this route hundreds of times over many years and never get bored of it. It's bloody lovely.
Sunday I decided to make the monster hike from Aldeburgh, to fish the "Dirty Wall". I had three decent codling to about four and a half pounds and a handful of keeper whiting. All the codling in a mad half hour.
|Massive tidal pull...look at the rod tips|
We had the whole island to ourselves, not one other person fishing. What a remote, desolate place it is. Not many places this wild left in southern England.
We had a great day, each having six good codling to well over 4lb, whiting and masses of smegging doggies.
I had a weird looking codling, with a ridiculous looking face, see photo below. Goozgog finished the day by catching a codling with a lamprey attached , something neither of us have seen in forty odd years of fishing. Hideous looking thing. Didn't get a photo because we were so engrossed ( and repulsed ) looking at it.
|If you you like nothingness ( I do ), this is the place for you|
|Goozgog : Suprisingly proficient today|