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Sunday dawned and the pressure was on Anton. He'd seen fish caught learnt about the gear and today was going to be his day (Or so I told him). The forecast was bad, really bad, high winds and heavy rain but still we headed off into the teeth of the storm.....
The only place to fish was the estuary so we started to fish as the weather deteriorated and just as I thought Anton would demand an adjournment to the Pub his rod bent and he was in! A nice fish not cleanly hooked but a good start.....
To be continued.......
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Was out fishing one of my favourite wild spots this afternoon when it all happened.....
I was covering an area which had produced fish for me on previous occasions when I got hit by a good fish just below the surface.
I managed to control the fish in the surf and rocks around me but had a problem, I was about six feet above the water, I managed to climb down, fish close to freedom a few times and then ping!
The top few inches of my very expensive Japanese Plugging rod come sliding down the line towards me and the rod has become slightly shorter than when it left the factory ; (
Oh well at least I didn't break my leg or my neck!
Stay tuned sport fans......
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On arrival at our next venue, after risking life and limb scrambling over slippery rocks to reach the waters edge, things looked more promising. The falling tide was exposing rocky areas with pools and gulleys, perfect holding areas for our quarry. We set to work with Tide Minnow 125 SLD jerk baits and proceeded to cover the fishing grounds at our feet the ocean swell foaming as it crashed over the rough coastline. After moving a few times I cast into a likely looking spot and BANG the light but powerful 8 ft rod was wrenched over the clutch screamed and the fight was on! Having hooked only two fish previously in this location and lost both I was determined for the same not to happen this time and thankfully it didn't, the fish was soon landed. I think Anton was amazed to see our beautiful Bass for the first time and also the enviroment they choose to inhabit, either way, we had opened our account early in the weekend and that had to be a good thing.
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Last friday the day finally dawned for Anton's visit to West Cork for a spot of fishing and a few nights out. His collection from Cork airport by myself was immediately followed by a visit to "Cork Angling and Outdoor Centre" who looked after us for Chest Waders and we were off heading West.
After settling in at my place we went in to town for what would be the first of THREE trips to An Sugan that weekend.
Seafood & Guiness for me, Chicken Goujons & Lager for Anton.
Saturday came and glourious it was, we headed for our first venue with great anticipation but alas it was not to be. The weed that had been pushed into one corner of the Bay had spread with a slight change of wind direction and, despite numerous attempts, proved unfishable : (
To be continued.....
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