Action Man
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Evening all,
So with reports of thick seaweed ransacking the north Kent Coast of recent days, I knew my days were numbered before our little stretch of paradise become a jungle.
I had earmarked Monday nights tide in the diary for a few weeks now. Although a little too late for a school night (midnight high water), I knew this would probably the last blast before the sea salad claims it’s victims. So I arrived at my venue at about 9:15 with the tide on the horizon and rapidly approaching. With recent wind we had good colour in the water, and the building tide was of a good size for this venue - not too big, not too small.
I well and truly had bass in my sights, but I was a little bit sulky as I couldn’t get any lugworm - a proven hot shot at this venue. Instead I had to settle for 1/2lb of farmed rag worm. Hey ho nothing I could do about that anyway.
Soon enough the water was in and both rods were fired out loaded with rag. It took all of a few minutes for the tell tale signs of micro-bass head-butting the baits. A few rattles later and one rod slammed over and sure enough a nice 38cm bass was on the sand before being duly returned.
For the next hour is was bite after bite after bite. Some I landed, but plenty missed. It’s always the way at this venue and I’ve learnt only to strike into a bass when you are 100% sure they or on - otherwise you end up spending the night constantly reeling in. I had 3 more bass under my belt (mostly small), and while baiting one rod up I noticed the other line had gone slack, so much so it was practically laying on the ground. I quickly reeled in the slack and felt immediate weight - fish on! A great fight followed as I could see my bright white continental weight being dragged about on the surface at the top of my pulley trace. After a great tussle the shiny silver bullet was on the beach - coming in at 50cm but very hench this number was destined for the dinner plate. I was very happy indeed.
After that I managed 2 more bass and 1 doggie. High tide came and went and I packed up just after midnight as I had an early start today.
Very happy with 7 bass and 1 doggie in just over 2 hours fishing. Given the amount of bites I missed it would have been a crazy session if I landed just a handful of them! I’d also like to report I only had a tiny bit of weed to deal with - hurrah!
Until next time
Alan
So with reports of thick seaweed ransacking the north Kent Coast of recent days, I knew my days were numbered before our little stretch of paradise become a jungle.
I had earmarked Monday nights tide in the diary for a few weeks now. Although a little too late for a school night (midnight high water), I knew this would probably the last blast before the sea salad claims it’s victims. So I arrived at my venue at about 9:15 with the tide on the horizon and rapidly approaching. With recent wind we had good colour in the water, and the building tide was of a good size for this venue - not too big, not too small.
I well and truly had bass in my sights, but I was a little bit sulky as I couldn’t get any lugworm - a proven hot shot at this venue. Instead I had to settle for 1/2lb of farmed rag worm. Hey ho nothing I could do about that anyway.
Soon enough the water was in and both rods were fired out loaded with rag. It took all of a few minutes for the tell tale signs of micro-bass head-butting the baits. A few rattles later and one rod slammed over and sure enough a nice 38cm bass was on the sand before being duly returned.
For the next hour is was bite after bite after bite. Some I landed, but plenty missed. It’s always the way at this venue and I’ve learnt only to strike into a bass when you are 100% sure they or on - otherwise you end up spending the night constantly reeling in. I had 3 more bass under my belt (mostly small), and while baiting one rod up I noticed the other line had gone slack, so much so it was practically laying on the ground. I quickly reeled in the slack and felt immediate weight - fish on! A great fight followed as I could see my bright white continental weight being dragged about on the surface at the top of my pulley trace. After a great tussle the shiny silver bullet was on the beach - coming in at 50cm but very hench this number was destined for the dinner plate. I was very happy indeed.
After that I managed 2 more bass and 1 doggie. High tide came and went and I packed up just after midnight as I had an early start today.
Very happy with 7 bass and 1 doggie in just over 2 hours fishing. Given the amount of bites I missed it would have been a crazy session if I landed just a handful of them! I’d also like to report I only had a tiny bit of weed to deal with - hurrah!
Until next time
Alan
