Mid October and still plenty of mullet about. Haven't had the hunger to catch them though, but Bazza was down at the sluice and I popped down to see him.
He'd been down fishing for four hours with lots of fish showing but no takes. He sat down for a smoke."Let me have a go" I said. "Help yourself" replied Bazza.
First cast we spotted a thin lip mullet following the spinner..."Take it ! Take it ! Take it !"
Literally inches from the bank the mullet grabbed the spinner but was so close to dry land that with a thrash of the tail managed to beach itself on the mud ! Oh well, they all count.
The look from Bazza said it all.
We then went off down river in search of thick lips. Conditions were far from ideal, a strong SW wind colouring the water and menacing autumnal clouds on the horizon.
A few fish were showing though. I got comfortable, stretched out and went to sleep.
Bazza was watching and chucking bits of bread in, the occasional fish showing but not feeding.
The ebb started and I found a couple of fish that were taking one of two bits of crust. Out of nowhere the float shot under, I struck and inexplicably missed what turned out to be my only chance.
Ah well, an interesting session anyway that probably finishes a good summer mulleting.
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