Madness..

I hadn't intended to have a go. I go back to work on the 11th after nearly a month off and I wasn't fussed about going. Karl had rung and mailed earlier in the week with a proposal to fish Southwold for a sole on Friday night. Trouble was high water wasn't until around 2130, add to that a 2 hour drive and the fact I have to be up at 6am on the Saturday I wasn't keen. There were northerlies forecast too, they wouldn't put too much on down there but they would have some effect on the fishing.

Another nice looking sea without a fish in it for miles!

High water locally was around 1800, pants really as it would mean the best part of the tide, the first couple of hours of ebb, would still be in daylight. Still what it would allow (I can't believe I got talked into it), would be packing up around dusk, a couple of pints and bed by 2300...

Karl got down there for around 1600, I didn't get there until 1730 and was just beaten by Actionboy. He's home for a while and decided to bless us with his company for a little social. He'd brought along one of his daughters too seeing as it was such a nice night.

He's been crazing me to put this pic on, thank god his daughter gets her looks from mummy!

Just before I got there Genocide had fluked a schoolie. The day before the sea had looked mega and I'd stupidly told Genocide that it looked great, the upshot being this stupid session! The sea looked ok but a fraction of the surf that had been there the day before. I set up and fought loose weed for the first of the ebb, winding in my bait after 10 minutes to find it perfect. Christ how bad is it when the fecking crabs won't eat your bait?

Anyway Geno's schoolie was the sum of the piscatorial action, Actionboy didn't care he was happy to be out and his daughter just wanted him to take her to Macdonalds. Me and Karl said our goodbye's to the boy when we got to the cars then cleared off for a couple in the Ingleside to discuss the lack of fish. It's been done to death on internet forums but it has me baffled. We've fished good seas where we should've had bits and bobs if no proper fish, Karl's schoolie saved four blanks on the trot for him. I know we are not International class anglers or anything but we usually manage a few. Its not just the bit of coast we fish either, seems everywhere (with very few exceptions) is finding the going tough.

Still its never a waste of time and it was a nice night to be out and good to see old friends fit and well. I wish I could say the same for all of my friends, a guy I know has been given some terrible news. I have first hand experience of cancer, thankfully I've been very lucky too, but this guy has had the worst news imagineable. There's nothing anybody can do or say to help but he should at least know we are all rooting for him and his family during these very difficult times.

Right I'm off to chuck some fluff tonight, I was going to go with Genocide, Nobby and Pete tomorrow night but forgot it's my 11th aniversary, that went down well....