CKB
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- Joined
- Nov 12, 2020
- Messages
- 245
- Reaction score
- 1,570
- Points
- 93
- Location
- Channel Islands
- Favourite Fishing
- Shore
Shore:
I went out for a bait session last night and carried everything but the kitchen sink with me to a new mark. Of course, I had to take a lure rod and some jigs for a few casts before dark and to my surprise, every chuck with the 25G metals on the Century Graphex 10-40G rod, I was in to decent-sized black bream. The problem was, I had no drop net and lost many handlining, including a 5-6lb pollock that was in the mix, but, I was grateful a nice bass was landed safely. I brought the wrong camera lens, had the wrong settings, so the pics were a bit of a disaster. The session was some of the most exhilarating fishing I have ever had on jigs. Hard fighting, rod double up action, pure magic.
Boat:
I've been mega burning the candle a both ends, I am again fishing addicted, I can't turn a tide down. I finished the conger session that followed the above jigging at about 2am, after a horrid walk, I fell asleep reeking of squid and mackerel as soon as my head hit the pillow, spine killing me. The next thing I know is my phone is ringing at 10:30am, it's Aaron calling me from the pub after a few pints, telling me he needs to check his lobster pots and asks if I fancy boat fishing?! At this point I was hobbling around the lounge with my calves sore as anything, bleary-eyed and with the posture of a 93-year-old. I thought for 2-3 seconds and said: I'll be at the pub in 10 mins to meet him. I put last nights clothes back on, had 3 slices of dry bread and grabbed 2 spinning rods and headed to meet him. I excited, not so much about another mate having my life jacket but, about the fish that may be caught. I was chomping at the bit, and as soon as we got on the water I dropped for bream with squid strip as bait and got a double shot. These weren't any size though, so we kept moving until I hooked a really nice couches bream, 2lb+ and it shook the hook 3 feet from the boat. I was again on the 10-40G rod and lapping up the sensation as I landed successive black bream and 10 or 12 mackerel. We reloaded Aarons pots and removed the 4 lobsters from 6 pots he'd laid. I was amazed to see a tompot blenny and a black bream in the pots. Next, we continued fishing and I lost a pollock of a couple of pounds, then landed one a similar size. I had a good bass on and Aaron managed to auto-release it by the boat, you never want him to try and land your fish, he was as gutted as me though. We kept moving around the island until we hit the south coast, the boat we were in is about 16ft or so, we could navigate amongst the rocky islets and reefs. I then had a ballan with a lovely red white colouring. Next up we spotted an old neglected lobster pot that hadn't been checked in a year, it had all sorts growing on the buoy. I told Aaron to haul it up and it took two of us to lift it, it was full of edible crabs, with some in size. Aaron was sorting it out and I began casting again, hooking 3 bass in 3 casts, one in size. The neat thing was that we put the pot back down, not to get more crabs but, as a marker for the bass spot, for future reference, we don't use GPS here. Last spot of the day we fished by this islet on the east coast and I had the most magnificent male cuckoo wrasse on the same pink/white jig i'd used all day. I was absolutely made up, I'd caught a female months earlier and was after a male and this one was magnificent.
What a day it was and now I'm writing this very lazy report for you guys. Off to bed in 10 minutes and leaving for the next session at 10am tomorrow, from the shore.
Thanks for reading lads.
Cheers
Chris
I went out for a bait session last night and carried everything but the kitchen sink with me to a new mark. Of course, I had to take a lure rod and some jigs for a few casts before dark and to my surprise, every chuck with the 25G metals on the Century Graphex 10-40G rod, I was in to decent-sized black bream. The problem was, I had no drop net and lost many handlining, including a 5-6lb pollock that was in the mix, but, I was grateful a nice bass was landed safely. I brought the wrong camera lens, had the wrong settings, so the pics were a bit of a disaster. The session was some of the most exhilarating fishing I have ever had on jigs. Hard fighting, rod double up action, pure magic.
Boat:
I've been mega burning the candle a both ends, I am again fishing addicted, I can't turn a tide down. I finished the conger session that followed the above jigging at about 2am, after a horrid walk, I fell asleep reeking of squid and mackerel as soon as my head hit the pillow, spine killing me. The next thing I know is my phone is ringing at 10:30am, it's Aaron calling me from the pub after a few pints, telling me he needs to check his lobster pots and asks if I fancy boat fishing?! At this point I was hobbling around the lounge with my calves sore as anything, bleary-eyed and with the posture of a 93-year-old. I thought for 2-3 seconds and said: I'll be at the pub in 10 mins to meet him. I put last nights clothes back on, had 3 slices of dry bread and grabbed 2 spinning rods and headed to meet him. I excited, not so much about another mate having my life jacket but, about the fish that may be caught. I was chomping at the bit, and as soon as we got on the water I dropped for bream with squid strip as bait and got a double shot. These weren't any size though, so we kept moving until I hooked a really nice couches bream, 2lb+ and it shook the hook 3 feet from the boat. I was again on the 10-40G rod and lapping up the sensation as I landed successive black bream and 10 or 12 mackerel. We reloaded Aarons pots and removed the 4 lobsters from 6 pots he'd laid. I was amazed to see a tompot blenny and a black bream in the pots. Next, we continued fishing and I lost a pollock of a couple of pounds, then landed one a similar size. I had a good bass on and Aaron managed to auto-release it by the boat, you never want him to try and land your fish, he was as gutted as me though. We kept moving around the island until we hit the south coast, the boat we were in is about 16ft or so, we could navigate amongst the rocky islets and reefs. I then had a ballan with a lovely red white colouring. Next up we spotted an old neglected lobster pot that hadn't been checked in a year, it had all sorts growing on the buoy. I told Aaron to haul it up and it took two of us to lift it, it was full of edible crabs, with some in size. Aaron was sorting it out and I began casting again, hooking 3 bass in 3 casts, one in size. The neat thing was that we put the pot back down, not to get more crabs but, as a marker for the bass spot, for future reference, we don't use GPS here. Last spot of the day we fished by this islet on the east coast and I had the most magnificent male cuckoo wrasse on the same pink/white jig i'd used all day. I was absolutely made up, I'd caught a female months earlier and was after a male and this one was magnificent.
What a day it was and now I'm writing this very lazy report for you guys. Off to bed in 10 minutes and leaving for the next session at 10am tomorrow, from the shore.
Thanks for reading lads.
Cheers
Chris
