DaveyP
Well-known member
I'm going fishing tonight, she looked outside and then at me and I could see what was going through her mind. "Fishing, fishing in this weather he's got a girlfriend".
There was not a breath of wind in Chester, but the turbines on Warden Law told another story.I also realised I'd left my camera, even if I don't catch it's always worth taking.
Parked at the pier gates not a soul in site which is unusual. There was a canny sea running which looked very fishy.
The way the wind was blowing I thought I would get shelter at the round end wall, how wrong was I. Wherever I sat the cold icy wind found me.
I baited up with blacks and squid, blacks squid and macky, blacks by themselves, squid by it self not a bite it was coming back untouched.
I lost three sets of gear which meant tying on three shock leaders,my fingers were freezing. I nested my reel which couldn't be picked out, put on my spare had to tie another shock leader.I sat in the freezing cold on my seat for hours staring at a blue light just waiting for a bite that never came.
After four freezing hours I called it a night.On the way off I had a chat with the lads only one whitey had been caught.
The thing is I enjoyed the whole experience,no bites, the freezing wind the cold hands and staring into space at a blue light on the tip of my rod.
I must be mad, but I'll be back.
There was not a breath of wind in Chester, but the turbines on Warden Law told another story.I also realised I'd left my camera, even if I don't catch it's always worth taking.
Parked at the pier gates not a soul in site which is unusual. There was a canny sea running which looked very fishy.
The way the wind was blowing I thought I would get shelter at the round end wall, how wrong was I. Wherever I sat the cold icy wind found me.
I baited up with blacks and squid, blacks squid and macky, blacks by themselves, squid by it self not a bite it was coming back untouched.
I lost three sets of gear which meant tying on three shock leaders,my fingers were freezing. I nested my reel which couldn't be picked out, put on my spare had to tie another shock leader.I sat in the freezing cold on my seat for hours staring at a blue light just waiting for a bite that never came.
After four freezing hours I called it a night.On the way off I had a chat with the lads only one whitey had been caught.
The thing is I enjoyed the whole experience,no bites, the freezing wind the cold hands and staring into space at a blue light on the tip of my rod.
I must be mad, but I'll be back.
