An Arse Kicking and A Surprise

Helmet headed Cocksy Boy joined me at the hot bass spot on my very kind invitation. 

Upon his entrance, he declared he had no bait and would be using mine. He then proceeded to comprehensively outfish me, whilst giving a non stop commentary of events.

Serves me right by taking the pee when he asked "What's the killer rig ?"

I said just chuck it out and twitch it in. He used a light running leger and I stuck with a paternoster that I thought presented the bait just off bottom. Whatever, he beat me about 10-4 and obviously kept going on about it.

Which is what I'll do when the boot is on the other foot.

Anyway, it was another great session, plenty of laughs and fish, despite fishing in what you can see is about a foot of water.

Today, I had a quick go at dusk and had a bass on the fly and a decent flounder on a plug. A first for me.

Decent one too.

Still lots of mullet about too.

I packed up at dusk with the temperature reading fourteen degrees. Blimey.