Mr Fish
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It was @Ollieollie ‘s turn today to join me down on the rocks to try and have a crack at the bass.
It was a busy day that ended with me taking Ollie up the Black Venus, but more on that later…
I said I’d pick him up from his Exmoor campsite at 11, but I was running a bit late and also didn’t count on the hordes of dopey grockles who are really unable to drive on anything other than motorways, dual carriageways or suburbia, and have the spatial awareness of a blind heifer.
I do think perhaps they should be made to pass a course on how to drive country lanes (you know, the ‘narrow’ ones where two tractors can pass each other ?), before being allowed into Devon.
Anyhoo, I got there in the end and then we spent an hour wading through more grockle mayhem to get to the mark.
The surf forecast had dropped a foot since the day before, but it wasn’t quite accurate and there was a nice bit of surf down there, albeit more coloured and weeded water, neither of which is a problem when you’re touch ledgering close in.
We got positioned and set up, and it wasn’t long before Ollie cursed and had a missed bite.
Then I think he missed another?
But then he shouted ‘fish on’ and I headed over with the net, just in time to see a bass pretty much flying through the air onto the rocks ??? but hey, he landed it so all is good.
We didn’t get a weight but I estimated something around 2lb 8 to 12?
Ollie was made up as it was his first bass of any size and I was just pleased I could put him onto one.
Next cast he was in again, a hound this time.
Meanwhile muggins was struggling. I’d hit one bite and briefly connected with something, only for it to come off, then had nothing at all.
Ollie added to his tally with a small huss.
The flood started and finally I had a bite, that resulted in a hound of 6-7lb. Couldn’t be arsed with pics and wanted to get the fish back, unfortunately it was bleeding somewhere, but it had swallowed two hooks and wasn’t much else I could do.
That is the downside of fishing sometimes, there is collateral whether we wish it or not.
As the flood pushed us back, Ollie had one more huss, this one was tiny, bath toy size, but we couldn’t winkle out any more bass.
The big surf and flooding gullies were making me twitchy and we packed up maybe a little earlier than necessary, but better safe than sorry.
More grockle mayhem on an alternative route back, with many of them seemingly totally unable to appreciate the width of their own cars, so much stopping and starting.
But the bit you’ve all been waiting for, Ollie being taken up the Black Venus…..
Yes, it was a pub on the way back, where we stopped for a pint, plus some takeaway beer (and not a urine sample, in case you were wondering!)
A long day but good to catch up and pleased my guest caught his bass, even if I didn’t.
But I can crack on down the beach pretty much whenever I feel like it, would much rather see a mate get one on a rare visit.
I REALLY should try and do some work tomorrow….
It was a busy day that ended with me taking Ollie up the Black Venus, but more on that later…
I said I’d pick him up from his Exmoor campsite at 11, but I was running a bit late and also didn’t count on the hordes of dopey grockles who are really unable to drive on anything other than motorways, dual carriageways or suburbia, and have the spatial awareness of a blind heifer.
I do think perhaps they should be made to pass a course on how to drive country lanes (you know, the ‘narrow’ ones where two tractors can pass each other ?), before being allowed into Devon.
Anyhoo, I got there in the end and then we spent an hour wading through more grockle mayhem to get to the mark.
The surf forecast had dropped a foot since the day before, but it wasn’t quite accurate and there was a nice bit of surf down there, albeit more coloured and weeded water, neither of which is a problem when you’re touch ledgering close in.
We got positioned and set up, and it wasn’t long before Ollie cursed and had a missed bite.
Then I think he missed another?
But then he shouted ‘fish on’ and I headed over with the net, just in time to see a bass pretty much flying through the air onto the rocks ??? but hey, he landed it so all is good.
We didn’t get a weight but I estimated something around 2lb 8 to 12?
Ollie was made up as it was his first bass of any size and I was just pleased I could put him onto one.
Next cast he was in again, a hound this time.
Meanwhile muggins was struggling. I’d hit one bite and briefly connected with something, only for it to come off, then had nothing at all.
Ollie added to his tally with a small huss.
The flood started and finally I had a bite, that resulted in a hound of 6-7lb. Couldn’t be arsed with pics and wanted to get the fish back, unfortunately it was bleeding somewhere, but it had swallowed two hooks and wasn’t much else I could do.
That is the downside of fishing sometimes, there is collateral whether we wish it or not.
As the flood pushed us back, Ollie had one more huss, this one was tiny, bath toy size, but we couldn’t winkle out any more bass.
The big surf and flooding gullies were making me twitchy and we packed up maybe a little earlier than necessary, but better safe than sorry.
More grockle mayhem on an alternative route back, with many of them seemingly totally unable to appreciate the width of their own cars, so much stopping and starting.
But the bit you’ve all been waiting for, Ollie being taken up the Black Venus…..
Yes, it was a pub on the way back, where we stopped for a pint, plus some takeaway beer (and not a urine sample, in case you were wondering!)
A long day but good to catch up and pleased my guest caught his bass, even if I didn’t.
But I can crack on down the beach pretty much whenever I feel like it, would much rather see a mate get one on a rare visit.
I REALLY should try and do some work tomorrow….
Well done Ollie wonder wot you know who will make of your bass bey gutted no pics of mr F tho yesterday’s did make me chuckle ?
