Tinsel tossing..

I had hoped to go with Genocide, Nobby and Pete tomorrow, plugging and fluff chucking. I was on the phone today to Nobby making travel arrangements when Mrs Aitch turned round and said "You're not going fishing". She never says that, I'm a very lucky man she rarely if ever stops me fishing, "Its our 11th anniversary". Shit the bed, I'd forgotten. I've never forgotten before (which I swiftly reminded her) in fact the year before last she forgot, cost her a giant bar of galaxy that did. I can't believe I forgot, after all I am married to the most wonderful woman (outside of Uma Thurman) that ever walked this earth, feck I hope she reads this...

I picked Nobby up at 1800, high water would be around 2030 and I reckoned we'd fish until it got dark then nip for a swift one on the way home. We got to the car park at Weybourne and was pleasantly surprised to see hardly anybody fishing. It was raining, not hard but enough to give you a good wetting. Guess which doughnut forgot his smock as well as his anniversary. We nipped back into Sheringham and I managed to buy one of those poncho things you see yanks wearing, I looked a proper twot but at least I'd be dry.

I never look great at the best of times, now I looked like Mama Cass in her "green" phase. Autumn's coming, all the leaves will be brown and the skies grey..

We just walked straight over the ridge and straight down, I suppose we were somewhere near the start of the cliffs going back down towards Sheringham. I don't think it mattered too much to be honest. I started on these small opaque and green things more like a herring string than anything. Nobby started on good old fashioned silver strips, second put in and he's got a string of four.

I chopped and changed rigs, fished plugs for a bit to no avail, I reckon Nobby was on 7 before I managed my first 2. He gave me a proper towelling. I've never been any good at this kind of fishing whereas old Nobby has the knack. Anyhow we finished up with 24, the plan being that we'd keep some eaters and freeze the rest down for bait. Nobby took 5 and I had the rest and guess what, none are ending up as bait!!

Most were around 8/10oz but some went 12/14oz, good fun with light gear and a succesful 2 hour splodge. Time the Aitch's got an omega 3 overload!

I did enjoy tonight, just a light couple of hours. People know that the shingle isn't my favourite venue, but thinking on I've fished it twice this year and had 2 nice little sessions. I had the Salthouse smuts with Karl and Smudge and tonight with Nobby. I've had better sessions at other beaches this year but tonight did at least make sure I didn't have 2 blanks on the trot and it's put some top quality scran on the table. A course at Peterborough tomorrow followed by an anniversary supper. Then three night shifts will mean I won't get out until next week at the earliest, that and I'll be too busy making pate, roasting, grilling etc etc etc.