Ladfromtad
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Evening folks
Here is a thrown together hotchpotch, that I dare to call a trip report.
Myself and my daughter are pretty new to the sport, having a coarse fishing background but with a whole lot of stuff to learn about sea fishing.
No fishing action of late due to a chaotic house move, this had been on the calendar for months and was eagerly anticipated by myself and the youngster.
(We had sneaked in a couple of hours at a local pond at the weekend, but both agreed that now we had a taste for sea fishing, coarse fishing does seem a bit tame sometimes!)
In my giddiness I had misread the tide times and only realised that I had misread hight tide for low tide, but after reassurance from other forum members (and the local tackle shop), we settled on our usual haunt of Morrow Avenue in Hornsea.
Accessible beach, free parking and probably our closest coast as the crow flies.
(We almost went to Mappleton, but the tackle shop owner convinced us to go to Morrow, not tomorrow!)
Weather was good, dry with an onshore wind, which took away any heat from the sun.
After our last trip (very rough sea, high tide, both got drenched) we had learnt a few lessons, but still have a LOT to learn. The two rods/cabers/telegraph posts which I had bought cheap, were ok for me, but too heavy for the young ‘un, so her set-up was a lighter rig on an 8ft spinning rod, with a Blue Peter tripod.
We had bought some frozen lug (which fell to pieces), already had half a box of squid, and bought a pair of stinky mackerel (£1-a-go, bargain!)
Both of us used scratcher/flapper rigs, her rig was with non-breakaway leads, mine were breakaways.
The tide was right out, but there were a lot of dogwalkers and a fair few kids running around, which left us with 2 choices
A) Set up rods from where we were sat and risk garrotting the punters/swimmers/pooches.
B) Set up rods at the water’s edge and play a game of King Canute, retreating as the tide turned.
We went for plan B and immediately the bairn was into a good-sized flattie first cast, then a pair on her second cast.
I had a string of tiddlers, all of which went back.
Things went quiet for an hour, then it all started up again, until a MASSIVE tangle on one pair of rods and a dog devouring our squid ended the session prematurely.
All bar one were caught on mackerel strips.
Final score: five apiece (4 of mine were too small and went back in).
Lessons learned:
1) Have more rigs ready tied. The monster tangle stopped play in its tracks.
2) Read the tide times more carefully.
3) Take less gear, we had to leapfrog everything down to the beach and back up again.
4) Get out more often. We were both rustier than my poor old forceps which I had not washed last time out.
5) Try different tactics. The youngster had unfixed leads and was getting more bites and better fish. Fluke (no pun intended) or maybe better on the day?
That’s all for now folks.
Tight lines to you all!
Here is a thrown together hotchpotch, that I dare to call a trip report.
Myself and my daughter are pretty new to the sport, having a coarse fishing background but with a whole lot of stuff to learn about sea fishing.
No fishing action of late due to a chaotic house move, this had been on the calendar for months and was eagerly anticipated by myself and the youngster.
(We had sneaked in a couple of hours at a local pond at the weekend, but both agreed that now we had a taste for sea fishing, coarse fishing does seem a bit tame sometimes!)
In my giddiness I had misread the tide times and only realised that I had misread hight tide for low tide, but after reassurance from other forum members (and the local tackle shop), we settled on our usual haunt of Morrow Avenue in Hornsea.
Accessible beach, free parking and probably our closest coast as the crow flies.
(We almost went to Mappleton, but the tackle shop owner convinced us to go to Morrow, not tomorrow!)
Weather was good, dry with an onshore wind, which took away any heat from the sun.
After our last trip (very rough sea, high tide, both got drenched) we had learnt a few lessons, but still have a LOT to learn. The two rods/cabers/telegraph posts which I had bought cheap, were ok for me, but too heavy for the young ‘un, so her set-up was a lighter rig on an 8ft spinning rod, with a Blue Peter tripod.
We had bought some frozen lug (which fell to pieces), already had half a box of squid, and bought a pair of stinky mackerel (£1-a-go, bargain!)
Both of us used scratcher/flapper rigs, her rig was with non-breakaway leads, mine were breakaways.
The tide was right out, but there were a lot of dogwalkers and a fair few kids running around, which left us with 2 choices
A) Set up rods from where we were sat and risk garrotting the punters/swimmers/pooches.
B) Set up rods at the water’s edge and play a game of King Canute, retreating as the tide turned.
We went for plan B and immediately the bairn was into a good-sized flattie first cast, then a pair on her second cast.
I had a string of tiddlers, all of which went back.
Things went quiet for an hour, then it all started up again, until a MASSIVE tangle on one pair of rods and a dog devouring our squid ended the session prematurely.
All bar one were caught on mackerel strips.
Final score: five apiece (4 of mine were too small and went back in).
Lessons learned:
1) Have more rigs ready tied. The monster tangle stopped play in its tracks.
2) Read the tide times more carefully.
3) Take less gear, we had to leapfrog everything down to the beach and back up again.
4) Get out more often. We were both rustier than my poor old forceps which I had not washed last time out.
5) Try different tactics. The youngster had unfixed leads and was getting more bites and better fish. Fluke (no pun intended) or maybe better on the day?
That’s all for now folks.
Tight lines to you all!
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