So here my version of events!
Same night same beach same rigs same bait same bloody everything and 30 yards away!.
So somehow everyone managed to forget how to drive in rain and started having car sex with each other and it took me over 3 hours to do the 45 miles to Chesil now this was an absolute disaster because my two chicken and lentil pasties that I had ordered were in a shop that shuts a 5pm and I had to eat some Walls things.
Anyway just got to Abbotsbury grabbed my bait and headed down to find Colin...... pitched up and he says the cods are here I have had 3 already and while I am tackling up he slides another up the beach.
So set up and out goes the gear and before anything happens for me Colin gets a double shot of codling on a pennel...... only small but hes catching them 2 at a time!.
Anyone who knows me knows I dont actually keep score but this is how it unfolded.
So since I arrived its 3-0 I get a lovely slack liner feel the weight then it off.
4-0
5-0
6-0
6-1
Teds looking at me like "you useless twat" and I know its one of those days I start to mix up the distances and at last I get one.
The another then another...... I recover my credibility with Ted by catching a dog fish which is his favourite.
The sea is flattening the full moon is up and all is well in my world, Colin decides that hes had enough cods and says his goodbyes.
Truth is I just fancied sitting on Chesil enjoying just sitting there for the sake of it complete peace and tranquillity, I had a hunch as the tide picked up on the ebb I may find a few more and I did find another 3 tiddlers and I dropped one rod in short and snatched a bass of about 3lb (lunch today).
The end of the session was signalled by two things my headlamp (which I had forgotten and had to walk back to the car for!) gave the single blink of time up and a lost a heavy fish and set of gear into a line snag in the gutter (eel or ray triple squid 30 yards not bass) and that was my lot.
Two guys walked up to me in the car park who I had seen in Abbotsbury fishing tackle when I was picking my bait up said it was shit wasnt it! I said "my mate had 11 and I scraped out 6 n a bass " they were not amused lol.
So well done Colin and thanks for the lesson!
Sitting on Chesil last night as the seasons change and you have a couple of fish glinting in the moonlight next to you reminds me of the promise of the weeks to come.
Chesil could hit some spectacular form if we get a blow on some spring tides hopefully see you boys down there.
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