Mr Fish
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Had a daytime 8am-6pm comp today and with some kind advice from @squidword I decided to try Burnham-on-Sea for the first time.
Got up at 4.20am (???) and got away from home about 5.30. Supposedly it would take the best part of 1.5 hours but I got there in an hour, quickest run up that way ever I think.
Amazing what you can do with clear roads and no dopey sods dawdling along at 40mph for miles on end.
It was monsooning when I got there and waited in the car for it to pass, but hordes of Weston Outcasts turned up for what presumably was a comp so while they were booking in I yanked on me waders and got down there.
Interesting spot, hadn’t appreciated how much of an estuary it is. Bit muddy at low but nothing too bad compared with the Taw estuary back home.
Bait was ragworm mainly, trying for sole, but I had some squid and mackerel to try for thornbacks.
Unfortunately that was as exciting as it got really. I put big rag baits short, long, mid range, short short, most came back the same condition they went out in.
Tried a whole squid and walking back. That eventually came in untouched too.
Finally had a slack line bite close in and it was a bit of a feisty fish but my heart sank when I saw a 5lb strap wallowing around.
It chose that moment to bite through my sole trace, which was absolutely fine by me, damn things can stay in the sea.
Walked up to the next chap but as I got there he brought in a strap that had wrapped itself in his mate’s rig too, so we didn’t really have time for a conversation and I left them to it.
Sadly I saw that eel a bit later washed up and gasping. I carried it out and put it back but it was belly up and later washed up dead.
Now I don’t know if they did everything right (sometimes fish will die), but I suspect the hook was removed come what may and the fish put back half dead.
Maybe I do them an injustice but at the very least they could have returned their own fish when it washed up. I usually scan the shoreline for such things if I put a fish back as they don’t always go back first time.
In any case, it wasn’t a good look for the hordes of grockles who descended on the beach when the sun finally came out. I had to point out several times that the fish was nothing to do with me.
Anyway, the beach was getting busy, although to be fair no one caused me any problems or paddled anywhere near the lines, but a crowded beach isn’t my idea of fishing.
Tried it for two hours back, going longer to compensate for the rapidly dropping tide, but not a thing.
I understand the club fishers had very little too, so wasn’t just me, but why it was so poor I have no idea.
Sorry, boring report really but might help anyone thinking of fishing up that way.
Definitely a mark I’ll return to but next time after dark, I think.
Got up at 4.20am (???) and got away from home about 5.30. Supposedly it would take the best part of 1.5 hours but I got there in an hour, quickest run up that way ever I think.
Amazing what you can do with clear roads and no dopey sods dawdling along at 40mph for miles on end.
It was monsooning when I got there and waited in the car for it to pass, but hordes of Weston Outcasts turned up for what presumably was a comp so while they were booking in I yanked on me waders and got down there.
Interesting spot, hadn’t appreciated how much of an estuary it is. Bit muddy at low but nothing too bad compared with the Taw estuary back home.
Bait was ragworm mainly, trying for sole, but I had some squid and mackerel to try for thornbacks.
Unfortunately that was as exciting as it got really. I put big rag baits short, long, mid range, short short, most came back the same condition they went out in.
Tried a whole squid and walking back. That eventually came in untouched too.
Finally had a slack line bite close in and it was a bit of a feisty fish but my heart sank when I saw a 5lb strap wallowing around.
It chose that moment to bite through my sole trace, which was absolutely fine by me, damn things can stay in the sea.
Walked up to the next chap but as I got there he brought in a strap that had wrapped itself in his mate’s rig too, so we didn’t really have time for a conversation and I left them to it.
Sadly I saw that eel a bit later washed up and gasping. I carried it out and put it back but it was belly up and later washed up dead.
Now I don’t know if they did everything right (sometimes fish will die), but I suspect the hook was removed come what may and the fish put back half dead.
Maybe I do them an injustice but at the very least they could have returned their own fish when it washed up. I usually scan the shoreline for such things if I put a fish back as they don’t always go back first time.
In any case, it wasn’t a good look for the hordes of grockles who descended on the beach when the sun finally came out. I had to point out several times that the fish was nothing to do with me.
Anyway, the beach was getting busy, although to be fair no one caused me any problems or paddled anywhere near the lines, but a crowded beach isn’t my idea of fishing.
Tried it for two hours back, going longer to compensate for the rapidly dropping tide, but not a thing.
I understand the club fishers had very little too, so wasn’t just me, but why it was so poor I have no idea.
Sorry, boring report really but might help anyone thinking of fishing up that way.
Definitely a mark I’ll return to but next time after dark, I think.