My boat trip with
Scott on Sunday looks like it will be cancelled
and the weather forecast today was
building up to be quite frankly rotten! Having a day off today and rather than
leave Buddy at home on his own I decided to take him fishing for the first
time. Lynne wasn’t too keen on the idea as he’s a rescue dog and been with us
less than a week. I reassured her it
would be fine, character building even.
When we arrived I saddled him up in his new coat, attached
his extendable lead to my wading belt and made my way to the first spot. As we
arrived the ducks that had been sitting on the bladderwrack took flight and
when we got to where they’d been sitting Buddy had a good ferret around digging
down till he hit rock. It looked like it was the first time he been stood on
anything like this as he wasn’t sure of it at all. With nothing doing after 15
minutes I took him over to some rocks where he seemed to feel more at home. I
walked about 40 yards casting as I went with nothing to show for my efforts.
After an initially bright start I could see the weather closing in so decided
to sit out the first rain shower under some trees. Not long after, we were back to the car and I
opened the door to let the mutt in where he promptly went off on one, probably best described
as looking like a demented mop.
After a move and few casts I had slight tap at the start of the retrieve, then
another, so I scanned the water looking
to pick out my lure on its way back to me hoping to see a fish, sure enough
there it was. I took the pace off the retrieve and did a spin stop, felt the
take and the fish was on, pretty satisfying when it works out like that, worth
a walk in rain, for me at least.
Nice enough fish this, probably in much better condition than its freshwater brothers in February. Easy to spot over a broken shell bottom, if you happen to be looking at the end of a retrieve that is.
Dog meet fish- fish meet dog, neither being interested in the slightest before parting company
When the sleet started I felt it was enough for his first
fishing adventure, two hours is plenty for him on a day like today. Bichon’s
are not known for their hunting prowess so he had the ham and I had the roll,
the least I could do I guess.
Had a bad hair day ? A thing of the past for me but a continuing issue for some it seems.
6 comments:
Poor wee soul, taking him out fishing in that nasty weather! Nice sea trout for braving the elements.
Cheers,will make a gun dog out him yet, who needs a springer Brian? Wife had him in the bath earlier,ruined my good work.
Haha looking a bit out of his comfort zone there... Good work on the trout!
Aye, he was :0) Will wait till it warms up for his next trip. He's got Cushings disease and his coats a bit thin at the minute.
Looks like you've got a wee character there , nice sized sea trout too.
Col
Thanks Col, he belongs in a circus.
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