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Went out for a short session today, 12:30 - 15:00. First time I've fished during the day for a few months and was rather expecting a blank but the weather seemed nice and I did have some crabs so decided to give it a go. First spot I picked wasn't a success. It was sheltered from the surf and easy to fish but not so much as a tremble on the rod tip. Although the sun was shining, the wind was cold and I soon realised that I did not have enough clothes on. Decided to take a walk to another spot 0.5 mile away, rocks/boulders/weed and surf. At least the walk would warm me up. First cast here was a blank. But second cast I felt a couple of sharp tugs and my heart leapt. At first I thought it would just be a dog, but it would do to beat the blank, then I felt the weight and decided it must be a huss but when the fish got closer it suddenly decided to go a bit mental and I realised that it was actually a very decent bass. Not sure why I was so suprised as that was what I was fishing for. By this time I was feeling distinctly chilly again and decided that I had my supper so I might as well go home. Didn't have my camera or any scales with me but suspected it might be a new PB so decided to pop into the shop on the way home to get it weighed. 6lb 2oz, actually a couple of oz short of a PB but it's the best I've had in the last 5 years at least. Took it to the beach then and gutted/descaled it to save the mess in the kitchen which is why the only picture I can offer is of a gutted and descaled fish lying on a towel on the kitchen floor. Would have looked much better lying on a beach but can't be helped.
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