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Oh well, after staring out of the window all week at the clear blue sky, and reading reports of big plaice being caught, I decided to head off down to Eastney. As always, whenever I plan to go fishing, the weather breaks.
Got to the beach at 7.40am and waited for Howie to arrive. 8am we parked up in the free parking bit of the seafront, unloaded the gear and walked onto the beach, only to be greeted by a force 7 westerly whipping up the sand! The sea was definitely not looking very plaice like! More bassy than anything.
CueBall arrived ten minutes later. We all set up, and I cast my first bait about 80 yards. 15 minutes later I attempted to get my gear back on the beach, but the [email protected]@dy great snag that was sat in front of me had other ideas! One set of gear gone!!
Second chuck, I cracked off just lobbing it 80 yards, What a pr!ck! I knew I should have wet the line first. 2 sets gone!
It was not looking as if it was going to go well, and to be honest, it didn't go well. There were about 30 rods out and the only fish I saw was one pout for myself, a dab and a wrasse for Howie and a small schoolie and a wrasse for CueBall.
All in all, the fishing was dire, the wind was a pain in the @rse, and to top it off the snag gobbled up three of my rigs! On the plus side, Howie lost about four rigs and decided to go dredging with a spool of shockleader and a [email protected]@dy great Dover lead. He did well, retrieving 2 of my lost rigs a couple of his and one of someone elses I think. Cheers for that mate!
CueBall, nice to meet you. Let me know when the bass arrive in your little hotspot, and I will endeavour to meet up with you.
Roll on the smoothounds!!!!!
Got to the beach at 7.40am and waited for Howie to arrive. 8am we parked up in the free parking bit of the seafront, unloaded the gear and walked onto the beach, only to be greeted by a force 7 westerly whipping up the sand! The sea was definitely not looking very plaice like! More bassy than anything.
CueBall arrived ten minutes later. We all set up, and I cast my first bait about 80 yards. 15 minutes later I attempted to get my gear back on the beach, but the [email protected]@dy great snag that was sat in front of me had other ideas! One set of gear gone!!
Second chuck, I cracked off just lobbing it 80 yards, What a pr!ck! I knew I should have wet the line first. 2 sets gone!
It was not looking as if it was going to go well, and to be honest, it didn't go well. There were about 30 rods out and the only fish I saw was one pout for myself, a dab and a wrasse for Howie and a small schoolie and a wrasse for CueBall.
All in all, the fishing was dire, the wind was a pain in the @rse, and to top it off the snag gobbled up three of my rigs! On the plus side, Howie lost about four rigs and decided to go dredging with a spool of shockleader and a [email protected]@dy great Dover lead. He did well, retrieving 2 of my lost rigs a couple of his and one of someone elses I think. Cheers for that mate!
CueBall, nice to meet you. Let me know when the bass arrive in your little hotspot, and I will endeavour to meet up with you.
Roll on the smoothounds!!!!!