Welcome to winter!

I got my ass kicked up, down and around a variety of beaches today. The small tides normally suit the first mark I tried and with the sea conditions spot on I chucked out  large crab baits on 3/0  hooks using two rods. I was pretty confident the fishing was about to kick off so I got myself organised so that I could move with the tide as it made its way up the beach. I needn’t have bothered. I also bumped into another couple of anglers, 3 ½ hours, not a touch between three of us.


The sea was building but instead of ducking it I moved on to the open coast in search of a fish. I made my first cast and waited to see how bad the weed was before getting the other rod set up. The first cast came back clean, this was a fluke.  When I got  next rig back  below me with the associated weed  it was really hard to control as the waves swept it up the gully to my right. I’ve had worse fights off a Tope. It was horrendous.

Between building myself a seaweed shelter and thinking of happy summer evenings I took this little video clip

 I stomached that for about an hour and then ran for some cover and somewhere that was easy to fish. It’s not a great spot but at least it was fishable. I carried on for a little while till the  change of light and into darkness.

The gorillapod was handy for something today

What a day, a sore one to bow out with for  my 2013 Bass season. This time last year I was in Ireland. June 2014 and my next crack at a Bass now seems a long long way away.