Plucking weed..

What a shame. What was left of a nice sea greeted me at Cart Gap, plan was to have a few hours before work kicks in again. It was the session I tried to talk the Stepford Husband into, he's glad he didn't come.

Basically I spent 3 hours plucking weed off my line, that loose red stuff, even stood at the waters edge holding the rod up above my head it was a pain. Smudge popped in after bagging on the river, in hindsight I should've gone down there for a few hours. A solitary pout saved a blank and just to rub salt into the wound the lug cost me £9 for 50 worms. Roll on November. Did I mention the worms cost me £9 for 50?

£9 for 50 lug, that's a facking liberty!

I should've said that high water was around 8pm and I fished from about 6:30 until 9:15. Unusual to get weed on the flood and the ebb, it usually clears on the ebb, I stuck it for as long as I could. Soon be winter.