Stormtrooper
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Hi all. I’ve not posted here for ages!! I apologise, it’s for no other reason than being lazy and forgetful if I’m honest but this tale needs telling!!
So, I headed out on Saturday night as I always do and although the tide was good for N.Kent, the biting NE wind put me off. So, I headed south to a mark I’d fished earlier in the week. I was looking for rays and although I didn’t have one on that session, I was catching whiting and dogs so figured there was at least life there.
I got set up and it wasn’t too long before I was getting a few nods. My first retrieves resulted in a good size whiting and a dogfish. Blank beaten, so now to be hopeful for something better.
The next hour or so of the flood was fairly quiet with just another dog to show for it. I’d not long returned it and re-baited the rod. As I picked it up to go and cast, the other rod viciously slammed down 3 times. I waited a moment as the bite was definitely a curious one.
I stood poised but still holding the other rod, debating whether to go and cast or to focus on the bite. It hadn’t moved again.
Then there was a subtle twitch which was enough to persuade me to leave the cast for the moment and I put the rod down in the rest, swapping it for the other. As I stood holding it, I could feel something on it but it still felt odd. Suddenly there were a few good pulls and I lifted in, the rod immediately bent over and fish on!!!!
I couldn’t work it out though, it was pulling at times like a hound or a big bass but at other times it was just stopping me dead like a ray. I’ve only caught thornbacks before and have heard blondes fight harder, could it be? Still unconvinced it was even a ray, I continued to play the fish in for what felt like a lifetime and as it got towards the surf, it went ballistic, swimming along the shoreline, eventually I caught my first sight of the fish and was amazed to see an absolute tree-trunk of a conger in the surf!!
I managed to get hold of my line just above the trace and started to drag the fish out of the surf. Then to my horror, it came unhooked!! I scrabbled around in the water trying to grab the impossibly slippery beast and couldn’t get hold of it. A massive wave washed over us both and I was gutted, assuming I’d lost it. As the wave washed back though, it was still at my feet!!! The scrabbling ensued again and the same thing happened! This time though I was able to push the fish out of the breakers using my feet as much as my hands and finally made the capture!! I was knackered and dragged it back up to my tripod.
Once I calmed down I got it on my scales and was made up when it tipped off at 14lbs on the nose!! Not massive by conger standards I know but a fine specimen from any Kent beach to be sure and smashed my previous 5lbs 9oz pb.
I couldn’t manage to get any great pics as congers are quite difficult to handle and I didn’t want to keep it out of the water longer than necessary but I took a few and a brief video. I couldn’t believe what was in front of me. It spat out a small pouting too!!
The rest of the evening was a dog fest but I didn’t mind, a new pb always brightens the mood!!




So, I headed out on Saturday night as I always do and although the tide was good for N.Kent, the biting NE wind put me off. So, I headed south to a mark I’d fished earlier in the week. I was looking for rays and although I didn’t have one on that session, I was catching whiting and dogs so figured there was at least life there.
I got set up and it wasn’t too long before I was getting a few nods. My first retrieves resulted in a good size whiting and a dogfish. Blank beaten, so now to be hopeful for something better.
The next hour or so of the flood was fairly quiet with just another dog to show for it. I’d not long returned it and re-baited the rod. As I picked it up to go and cast, the other rod viciously slammed down 3 times. I waited a moment as the bite was definitely a curious one.
I stood poised but still holding the other rod, debating whether to go and cast or to focus on the bite. It hadn’t moved again.
Then there was a subtle twitch which was enough to persuade me to leave the cast for the moment and I put the rod down in the rest, swapping it for the other. As I stood holding it, I could feel something on it but it still felt odd. Suddenly there were a few good pulls and I lifted in, the rod immediately bent over and fish on!!!!
I couldn’t work it out though, it was pulling at times like a hound or a big bass but at other times it was just stopping me dead like a ray. I’ve only caught thornbacks before and have heard blondes fight harder, could it be? Still unconvinced it was even a ray, I continued to play the fish in for what felt like a lifetime and as it got towards the surf, it went ballistic, swimming along the shoreline, eventually I caught my first sight of the fish and was amazed to see an absolute tree-trunk of a conger in the surf!!
I managed to get hold of my line just above the trace and started to drag the fish out of the surf. Then to my horror, it came unhooked!! I scrabbled around in the water trying to grab the impossibly slippery beast and couldn’t get hold of it. A massive wave washed over us both and I was gutted, assuming I’d lost it. As the wave washed back though, it was still at my feet!!! The scrabbling ensued again and the same thing happened! This time though I was able to push the fish out of the breakers using my feet as much as my hands and finally made the capture!! I was knackered and dragged it back up to my tripod.
Once I calmed down I got it on my scales and was made up when it tipped off at 14lbs on the nose!! Not massive by conger standards I know but a fine specimen from any Kent beach to be sure and smashed my previous 5lbs 9oz pb.
I couldn’t manage to get any great pics as congers are quite difficult to handle and I didn’t want to keep it out of the water longer than necessary but I took a few and a brief video. I couldn’t believe what was in front of me. It spat out a small pouting too!!
The rest of the evening was a dog fest but I didn’t mind, a new pb always brightens the mood!!




