The north side of the pier today, a different place than earlier in the week, check out the pic below.The week had started with flood warnings for large stretches of the coast. Caravans had been evacuated Hunstanton way, Wells and Blakeney had never been off the news. Big Northerly winds had coincided with the vernal equinox creating an extra 0.5m of water on top of the spring tide. Conditions had been unfishable in fact down right dangerous, the first chance we'd get out would be Wednesday night and even then we would've struggled to stay on the beach such was the might of the sea. No option then, 50 worms and Cromer Pier.
Everybody that knows me knows I don't like the pier, I probably like it less than the shingle, but its close. No room, snaggy and a constant stream of "what are you fishing for" etc. Still shifts dictate when I can and can't go so me and Karl met up for a mini social. There were already some guys on the pier, including a mate Tony from the casting club. An early chat to the residents didn't inspire much confidence, plenty of mini codling but nothing bigger than 3/4lb.
Still the sea was nice, 10'+ rollers and plenty of colour, we had a chance I suppose but in my opinion the pier only affords one advantage over the beach, your out past the surf that can wash you up the beach in heavy seas. The beach that your fishing onto isn't great, there's snags off the end and some rough ground well away from the pier on the southward side, its also very shallow. Some people enjoy it, but if the beaches are fishable there are lots better places to try for a codling or two. Its popular in the summer for feathering mackerel and using them to ambush the resident bass, not my cuppa tea. I'm a bit old school in my thinking that a 10lber off the beach is better than a 10lber off a boat or a structure known to hold a few like the pier. To each their own, back to the fishing.
A couple of guys already there were getting mini codling nearly one a chuck close to the pier. Karl and me decided to put big lug baits on and welly it away from the pier, not full pendulum but a gentle side swing or overhead thump. Piers aren't the places for tournament casting. It wasn't long before Karl had a 12oz fish, then a quiet spell then another. I managed a similar sized one and a couple of missed bites. I also lost two sets of end gear as did Karl. We packed up at 2130 and left them to it, you can tell how hard we fished, I'm going again tonight off a beach with what's left of my 50 worms!
Everybody that knows me knows I don't like the pier, I probably like it less than the shingle, but its close. No room, snaggy and a constant stream of "what are you fishing for" etc. Still shifts dictate when I can and can't go so me and Karl met up for a mini social. There were already some guys on the pier, including a mate Tony from the casting club. An early chat to the residents didn't inspire much confidence, plenty of mini codling but nothing bigger than 3/4lb.
Still the sea was nice, 10'+ rollers and plenty of colour, we had a chance I suppose but in my opinion the pier only affords one advantage over the beach, your out past the surf that can wash you up the beach in heavy seas. The beach that your fishing onto isn't great, there's snags off the end and some rough ground well away from the pier on the southward side, its also very shallow. Some people enjoy it, but if the beaches are fishable there are lots better places to try for a codling or two. Its popular in the summer for feathering mackerel and using them to ambush the resident bass, not my cuppa tea. I'm a bit old school in my thinking that a 10lber off the beach is better than a 10lber off a boat or a structure known to hold a few like the pier. To each their own, back to the fishing.
A couple of guys already there were getting mini codling nearly one a chuck close to the pier. Karl and me decided to put big lug baits on and welly it away from the pier, not full pendulum but a gentle side swing or overhead thump. Piers aren't the places for tournament casting. It wasn't long before Karl had a 12oz fish, then a quiet spell then another. I managed a similar sized one and a couple of missed bites. I also lost two sets of end gear as did Karl. We packed up at 2130 and left them to it, you can tell how hard we fished, I'm going again tonight off a beach with what's left of my 50 worms!
Proper rough. This was Cromer on Tuesday, I skimmed it from www.surfriders.co.uk 's webcam.
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