Wednesday 22 July 2015

Life On The Ocean Wave

A glorious day, put the Yak on the roof rack and off to the river I went.
The tide was well out and I dragged it across the mud, jumped in and looked forward to catching a few bass.
Some facts and figures for you...
Date puchased - May 2013
Total number of launches - 3
Fish caught from the Yak - 0
So far, it works out to 200 quid a trip.
Advice for people who want to get a yak for fishing. Don't, it's bloody uncomfortable,  very difficult to handle the yak and fish and requires alot of dicking about to get the thing to and from the water.
On the other hand, if you leave the rods at home it's good fun.
Today I landed the yak on a beach and fished from there, catching plenty of schoolie bass. A lovely day in the sun.

Monday 20 July 2015

The Curse Is Broken

The sole curse that is. Not caught one since 1978, when I was 14, on Clacton Pier. Me and Turdy went to Aldeburgh last week on a muggy, windless evening hoping to change that.
First cast and I'd got one, not very big, but a sole nevertheless. Next cast a hideous eel that had garroted itself on the main line and came in dead.
We ended up with whiting, pout and a couple of soles and lots of mozzie bites. Not a bad night.

Early Friday morning I had a quick hour down the river and in very windy conditions managed five bass to 2,5lb. The first bass for a while and very welcome.

A very early start Saturday and me and Lord Conc hit the shingle in North Norfolk, hoping for mackeral. A blank two hours and things weren't looking good. We eventually started to catch a few and ended up with just over a dozen plus a good number of launce.
Interesting day in the sun, topped off by a pig out in "Picnic Fayre" in Cley. We admired their impressive fruit and veg display and walked inside and ordered pies and cakes.

Where is The Whittler ? He's not been seen for a few months and we are concerned for the welfare of this simpleton.. If you see him please ring social services.

Missing : The Whittler

Sunday 12 July 2015

High Summer

Back from a good week in south Devon, East Prawle to be precise. Sunny and windy pretty much all week, so can't complain.

A few houses, a good cafe, a general store and a great pub. That's it. That'll do for me.

There's no place finer than Blighty when the sun shines. Watched a pair of peregrines on and off all week, whilst fishing from the rocks.

Great time of year, Tour De France and the Ashes at the same time. Sporting heaven. Especially when we win. The mighty Chameleons' album, "Script of the Bridge" in the CD player all week. A forgotton classic.


Photos a bit watery, taken on the phone with sea spray over the lens. Not an artistic decision, just lack of care.

Toodle pip.