Well a very poor catch report i'm afraid
Me Phil and Kris went up to Craster on friday night, me straight from work. (started 2.30am) Anyway we had a very good choice of bait with fresh and frozen peeler, rag, lug, razor, mackreal and mussel. Got there about seven pm and went right of the harbour to a hole that Phil had been told about but there were people already fishing it so we decided to try a gulley closer to the harbour and casting toward the muckle carr...Kris was first to get a knock but it came to nowt and he was the only one getting bites for a couple of hours although we were all using the same bait and casting in almost the same place
just after it got dark his rod started to rattle again followed by a good bite and the rod started jumping in the stand he reeled in with us all hoping for a good fish only to find a smallish red kelp cod taken on frozed peeler. The bites continued for both Kris and Phil but i wasn't having any luck
Phil then had a great knock and his rod was bent over bringing what seemed a very good fish in
he was well chuffed as it must have been a good fish...then suddenly the line went very tight and the fish must have got between the rocks as it just would not budge...he gave it a bit slack line to see if it would swim out but no joy, he then decieded to just go for it and hope to just snap the weight off but the line suddenly went very loose and he was snapped off he was well gutted.
That was about all of the excitment for the night and it seemed to be having it's effect on Kris who was asleep on the rocks behind us
i've got to say i was very tempted to follow him. Packed up and left at 11.45pm ready for bed.
Me Phil and Kris went up to Craster on friday night, me straight from work. (started 2.30am) Anyway we had a very good choice of bait with fresh and frozen peeler, rag, lug, razor, mackreal and mussel. Got there about seven pm and went right of the harbour to a hole that Phil had been told about but there were people already fishing it so we decided to try a gulley closer to the harbour and casting toward the muckle carr...Kris was first to get a knock but it came to nowt and he was the only one getting bites for a couple of hours although we were all using the same bait and casting in almost the same place just after it got dark his rod started to rattle again followed by a good bite and the rod started jumping in the stand he reeled in with us all hoping for a good fish only to find a smallish red kelp cod taken on frozed peeler. The bites continued for both Kris and Phil but i wasn't having any luck Phil then had a great knock and his rod was bent over bringing what seemed a very good fish in he was well chuffed as it must have been a good fish...then suddenly the line went very tight and the fish must have got between the rocks as it just would not budge...he gave it a bit slack line to see if it would swim out but no joy, he then decieded to just go for it and hope to just snap the weight off but the line suddenly went very loose and he was snapped off he was well gutted. That was about all of the excitment for the night and it seemed to be having it's effect on Kris who was asleep on the rocks behind us
i've got to say i was very tempted to follow him. Packed up and left at 11.45pm ready for bed.Attachments
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