bananas
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Met up with John last night to try again for the elusive Two spotted Goby. As we got to the harbour, we was greeted by a lonely Dogfish swimming about on the surface towards us before diving down it to the gloom.
I was busting for the loo so went off to find one and John went and set up at our chosen spot. When I returned I could hear John squawking," I got one, I got one, quick, quick" and yes the old bugger had smashed out a two spot in less than ten minutes!! Superb. So as John was taking pics and dancing in glee, I tackled up and nicked his spot, fair play to him he did tell me where they where and I could see a tiny fish hanging on the wall, I lost count of how many times this fecker had the bait and size 22 hook in his gob only to spit it out as I tried to lift him out, grrrrrr
John on the other hand was on a roll, fishing bit further away from me, he pipes up again, "got another one, I got another one, Bob, Bob what is it", a quick look and we both agreed it was a Painted Goby, rock on Jonny. Then a bit later he comes over with a Black goby, then a Rock one, then a Sand one, there's me thinking he's had more than 3 Weetabix for breakfast!.
Back to my night, I did manage a Rock Goby and a small Sand Smelt, there was quite a few of them mid water, but they would only take the bait when you didn't look at them!, not sure how they knew I wasn't looking at them.
John was on along on the prom pulling Goldsinnys out now after failing to get a Smelt, phew he is human after all. We had a chat and both agreed to pack up around 8.30ish, so back to putting a tiny piece a bait, that I can hardly see, on to a tiny hook that I can hardly see. There was two fish hanging on the wall, but they was just at the edge of being able to flick the No1 shot at, feck in the weed, feck on a lump a rusty metal, feck weed again, finally the shot slid down the wall and in front of one of the fish, John then reminds me " it might not be a Two spot" cheers for that mate!!
With the minutes ticking down, I could just see the shot moving a little, then a bit more, feck it im going for it, hanging on to the butt of me rod I lifted into him and he was on and hooked, I quickly started the anglers prayer, " please stay on, please stay on" and he did and was out the water and straight in to my hand, I slowly opened me fingers and yes!, "John we can go home now, I got one" John came over and we confirmed it was a two spot, lots a pics and a quick dance in some the glee John had left, before we packed up and headed back to the car.
John had a cracking night with lots a fish and 6 species, I just managed only 3 fish and felt like id done an Olympic event trying to get that Goby out. So first and last fish had sorted our target, great couple a hours work.
I was busting for the loo so went off to find one and John went and set up at our chosen spot. When I returned I could hear John squawking," I got one, I got one, quick, quick" and yes the old bugger had smashed out a two spot in less than ten minutes!! Superb. So as John was taking pics and dancing in glee, I tackled up and nicked his spot, fair play to him he did tell me where they where and I could see a tiny fish hanging on the wall, I lost count of how many times this fecker had the bait and size 22 hook in his gob only to spit it out as I tried to lift him out, grrrrrr
John on the other hand was on a roll, fishing bit further away from me, he pipes up again, "got another one, I got another one, Bob, Bob what is it", a quick look and we both agreed it was a Painted Goby, rock on Jonny. Then a bit later he comes over with a Black goby, then a Rock one, then a Sand one, there's me thinking he's had more than 3 Weetabix for breakfast!.
Back to my night, I did manage a Rock Goby and a small Sand Smelt, there was quite a few of them mid water, but they would only take the bait when you didn't look at them!, not sure how they knew I wasn't looking at them.
John was on along on the prom pulling Goldsinnys out now after failing to get a Smelt, phew he is human after all. We had a chat and both agreed to pack up around 8.30ish, so back to putting a tiny piece a bait, that I can hardly see, on to a tiny hook that I can hardly see. There was two fish hanging on the wall, but they was just at the edge of being able to flick the No1 shot at, feck in the weed, feck on a lump a rusty metal, feck weed again, finally the shot slid down the wall and in front of one of the fish, John then reminds me " it might not be a Two spot" cheers for that mate!!
With the minutes ticking down, I could just see the shot moving a little, then a bit more, feck it im going for it, hanging on to the butt of me rod I lifted into him and he was on and hooked, I quickly started the anglers prayer, " please stay on, please stay on" and he did and was out the water and straight in to my hand, I slowly opened me fingers and yes!, "John we can go home now, I got one" John came over and we confirmed it was a two spot, lots a pics and a quick dance in some the glee John had left, before we packed up and headed back to the car.
John had a cracking night with lots a fish and 6 species, I just managed only 3 fish and felt like id done an Olympic event trying to get that Goby out. So first and last fish had sorted our target, great couple a hours work.
