So after Fridays disappointing day aboard Jersey Girl with @Andy135, I needed to shake off the monkey and prove to myself that it's not me, and that I can catch fish.
So, first mate LB and I set off from the Hamble at 8.50am, re fuelled at 9am and then set off to the Solent with an intent to catch a cod.
We got to our chosen mark, circled around a bit looking at the sea bed on the "fish eye" feature of my Garmin 8410 (now my new best friend for anchoring).
We baited Leos rod first and he dropped it down into a tide that was starting to run hard west.
The bait hit the floor and instantly the rod rattled, Leo must have hit this strap conger on the nose with his bait.
Blank saved before the day had started. I dropped my line in and waited, and waited, and waited. For the next three hours nothing. Around 12pm the tide eased and 3/4lb lead was deployed with devastating results, bang, fish on.
Well ok, it wasn't a cod, but a welcome sight anyway and a healthy 7lb.
Then it was a precession of strap congers topping out at just shy of 9lb the biggest.
As the tide slacked right off so did the bites, until the tide swung and we fished hard again.
Leo was made up with his codling of about 2.5lb, it's another new species and another PB for the little man.
Unfortunately that was the only one we saw, and Leo insisted on it going back too. To grow for next year. It was touch and go, but after floating and flapping on the surface for a couple of minutes, he managed to dive down to rejoin his family!!
The tally for the day was 8 snakes, 1 hound and 1 codling.
Just goes to show it's all down to the skipper to find the meat, eh Andy?
And as now it's the custom, Leo took us home.