Had a party out for general fishing as the conditions have been perfect with good catches of Winter Cod to be had. The day started of nicely with everybody into fish from the first drop. Andy, one of the anglers was playing a very nice Cod as I stood by with the net – Then his 30lb rod with 20lb line doubled over as the reel screamed, he kept the fight going on the light tackle for around 7 minutes before the line caught the keel – This was no seal.
I asked Andy if he wanted the Cod back that he had just lost. He readily agreed, so I dusted off the shark rod. We baited up with a nice, recently caught, 7lb Cod that was still kicking and started fishing. After a half hour we had no takes and I decided we would bring the shark rod in and return to general fishing. I reeled the gear in and as it reached the boat our baby went for it on the surface but turned as she hit the light. There was only one thing to do and that was let out the bait in the hope that she would go for it again.
By now she was tempted and mouthing her prey – But it took a further agonising 17 minutes, and several takes & strikes, to finally set the hook. She was on...
All other rods were brought in and the decks cleared, this was a good fish and she was cunning in the methods she used to evade capture providing several heart-stopping moments as she tried to outwit us. After 1 hour 45 minutes she finally came to the boat with her fins still flared out in anger.
The red strip on her head is where she ran along the keel trying to break the line.
The hook was in the jaw and the fish was in good condition so the decision was made to tag her.
Unfortunately the hook would not pop so I applied the croppers and had my line-man lift her to allow me to slide them down and cut the wire at the hook. She settled into the water before flicking her tail and swimming off.
Just another fine days fishing from Scrabster with the first ever tagged Porbeagle, from here, going back to fight another day.
I asked Andy if he wanted the Cod back that he had just lost. He readily agreed, so I dusted off the shark rod. We baited up with a nice, recently caught, 7lb Cod that was still kicking and started fishing. After a half hour we had no takes and I decided we would bring the shark rod in and return to general fishing. I reeled the gear in and as it reached the boat our baby went for it on the surface but turned as she hit the light. There was only one thing to do and that was let out the bait in the hope that she would go for it again.
By now she was tempted and mouthing her prey – But it took a further agonising 17 minutes, and several takes & strikes, to finally set the hook. She was on...
All other rods were brought in and the decks cleared, this was a good fish and she was cunning in the methods she used to evade capture providing several heart-stopping moments as she tried to outwit us. After 1 hour 45 minutes she finally came to the boat with her fins still flared out in anger.
The red strip on her head is where she ran along the keel trying to break the line.
The hook was in the jaw and the fish was in good condition so the decision was made to tag her.
Unfortunately the hook would not pop so I applied the croppers and had my line-man lift her to allow me to slide them down and cut the wire at the hook. She settled into the water before flicking her tail and swimming off.
Just another fine days fishing from Scrabster with the first ever tagged Porbeagle, from here, going back to fight another day.
