As Mick Jagger once
sang, you can't always get what you want, so were afloat again anyway. Hiding from a raging sea and high winds about the only place
we could fish ,targeting bass again was the MOG. Jamie and I were
both keen to get a few more fish before the season comes to an end,
mainly due to the weather than the lack of Bass from here on in till
November.
It was a nice day under the cliffs
We picked up some small
Pollack before I caught a Bass in the middle of a tide rip,
hooked in the root of the tail on a FBM, a first for me, being
weedless that took some doing I would imagine.
I had two a little bigger, the others were like this, typical school bass that are around at the minute.
I had just got off the
radio to tell Jamie to hold fire heading to where I was at, he was
paddling to my area and the tide was drifting me along at 2mph,
against the wind ! I had a confused sea and it looked like it was
getting worse by the second. It didn't come to much and he eventually
made his way to me. He was probably motivated by the fact I had got
on the radio while playing a cracking fish I hooked while trolling
back to start my drift. I turned the kayak to face it and saw it
throwing water about on the surface about 50 yards back, lots of
heads shakes. When I got close to it it went deep and had solid
weight and made a few nice runs. It was at the point I reached for
the net and said to myself that this is a great way to hit the number
70 that the hook came out. I used most of the four letter words I
know and set off on the up tide journey to meet Jamie who was
positioning himself to start. I got myself fish 70 about 10 mins
later, the fifth of the day, but the one one that unbuttoned itself
was still a sore point.
So a short session, had
worse days, we both caught Bass, we would rather have been somewhere
else though. Still, great to be out again, but the camera gremlins are
back, some real issues on the timer I just cant work out.