Getting Damp for Dabs

When Burnie from Shoreangler posted he was heading out again after some dabs I asked if he minded me tagging along. We agreed to meet in Montrose and then on to the mark.

Burnie had dug some fresh rag and we both had some frozen mackerel as bait and were using two hook flapper rigs. I decided to fish just the one rod for a laid back easy session whilst Burnie fished the two rods.

Bites came thick and fast as soon as the tide turned and started flooding, with Burnie struggling to keep two rods going at times.
The first hour was bone dry, then a bit of drizzle followed by an hour downpour. I'd brought a waterproof jacket but decided not to bother with the waterproof breeks. Big mistake as I was quickly soaking from the knees down and called it a day as my wellies started to fill up with rain water.

Still we landed a good amount of fish with me managing 9 and Burnie over 20. Burnie managed the numbers of fish and I had a slightly better average size. Burnie also managed to land 3 or 4 small flounders along with the dabs. Nice wee spot I'd love to try into darkness on the flood.

Loch Linnhe

Headed straight up to Loch Linnie on Friday night after work to fish the tide two down and three up ove from Corran Ferry. I thought the traffic would be hellish due to the bank holiday but the roads were pretty good thankfully barely a caravan in sight. 

On arrival the wind was stronger than forecast and straight in my face, but after considering a move I decided to set up as the wind was consistent and not very gusty. Quickly set up and baits in the water wind was hampering casts but not hellishly. I was just using mackie and squid cocktails as I had thought I had bluey in the freezer but was wrong. First fish came first cast a wee thornie with nice patterning, quickly followed by a tiny doggie.


Unfortunately the second catch was the way things continued. Things went quiet after the first catches until the tide turned and then it was a doggie a cast. I only lost two traces all night, one to a crack off and one to a snag and I think I lost a reasonable thornie to the snag.

I could have fished on but was getting a bit sick of the constant doggies but it was still a good busy session even if I'd have rathered more thornies.

Riverside Drive, Dundee

Rigs: 2&3 hook flappers targeting flounders
Bait: mackie and prawn
Tide: 2 hours up and one down

Well March is already upon us and I decided for a first shore trip of the year to a sunny if still a tad chilly Riverside Drive at Dundee. Still suffering from the effects of man-flu I'd decided on an easy trip fishing out the back of the car.

It was apparent on arrival that that river was very muddy so I was immediately not expecting a bumper day. From the off there was a fair amount of grassy weed from the reed beds up stream. Always a pain to strip off the line and getting stuck in the rod eyes. No bites at all for the first 45 mins and a big tidal drag upstream whilst the flood continued.

The tidal run dropped a bit as did the weed, then a nice bite and my first shore caught fish of the year quickly follows, usual suspect of a flounder. This was quickly followed by a second smaller flounder and that was that for the day unfortunately.

Bank Holiday flattie bash

I was going to have a trip West or North this weekend but the changeable weather made me decide to save my petrol tokens for better weather and have a local bash on Bank Holiday Monday when the wind had died again. With high tide being just after 1 p.m. I decided to head to Riverside Drive again and fish 3 hours up.

Light wind only, overcast and no rain thankfully when I parked up behind the university pitches. The usual two rods, one close in and one a bit further out. 2 and 3 hook flappers with prawn and herring as bait. Wee tweaks on the rods from the first and hooks coming back bare for the first few casts. Probably the usual Tay culprits of crabs and tiny flounders. I only had to wait about half an hour for my first fish a wee flounder.

That  was followed next cast by another one about the same size then a couple of crabs. By about 11 a.m. another four folk had started fishing as well and the odd person stopping to have a chat made the time pass whilst it was still a bit slow and the bites died a bit. This only lasted about half an hour and between 11:30 a.m. and 12:30 p.m. I had a really busy period with bites every cast and fish most casts. As I had a caught a few I decided to put a clipped down rig on one of the rods and fire a bait a bit further to see if anything was feeding further out.  All the flounders to this point  were in the 16 - 19 cm so I was hoping to get something a bit bigger at least. I couldn't see most of the other folk out fishing as they were behind me most of the time so not sure if many other fish were being caught and I only saw the guy in front of me get one flounder and a pin whiting.

My far out rod went quite quickly and I landed my best of the day, a still modest 24cm flounder. This was the only fish of the day on herring with all of the rest taking prawn.  I never got a pic of it either as it flapped off the wall and back into the water when I turned to get my camera. Still no harm done plenty of flounder photos about. Things died of as the tide turned and I packed up a couple of casts into the turn with one final flattie coming in to make my total a round dozen. Nice day off, out fishing and kept busy even if the stamp of fish was small.

Oban Skate trip 2013 - Day Two

Day Two 

Day two dawned to find Oban Bay gray and overcast, wet and very gusty. Pete and the Morecombe lads started my cooking breakfast for half of Oban :) Sausages, eggs, bacon, beans, toast, fried bread, fried onions and mushrooms in mountainous piles. I seriously do not know where Pete puts it as he had a massive prawn curry after the pub the night before as well.

The morning was actually better wind speedwise than the day before but it was from a slightly more awkward direction and was due to increase more steadily than the day before. As discretion is the better part of valor Colin the skipper decided we were Etive bound as it would be too uncomfortable/dangerous to head out to the skate marks. We were all a wee bit deflated but not too much as it was expected all round to be honest and there is no excuse to push things.

Still a day in Etive was a good second choice and we were expecting a fair days fishing. Steaming round the corner to Etive we firstly anchored up just before the connel bridge. This spot has produced some decent spurs before and it did again today. Young Callum was first in I think, followed by his Dad, Pete, then Neil (who had joined us for the Sunday trip) all with spurdogs in the 2-4lb bracket. It was nice and sheltered here but you could tell that the wind was starting to bow and that the correct decision had been made to fish Etive. Paul then had a Lesser Spotted Doggie and Terry another spurrie aboard. Jay then caught a thornie so small the wind blew it of his hook when he lifted it out the water, but it gave a fair few kicks on the way up that made us think it was another spurrie.

I hooked up a belter of a feeling fish that was giving a real fight on my light rod. I stupidly got distracted and allowed the line to slacken off and with a last knock it was off. I'm still gutted at my stupidity as I genuinely think that was a big spur. Definitely a pb (currently 6lb) and possibly a doubler.

I was still feeling like an idiot as we upper anchor and moved into the loch to another mark after a short fruitless drift. The next stop was mid loch near to the Priory. Hopes were to bag a few thornies here and maybe some other of the Etive regular or irregular species. It wasn't to be, after an hour or so of no bites at all and little crab action we moved on to another point. Dave was getting pelters and starting to get nervy as he was the only person onboard on a weekend blanker.

Next stop produced no fish either and baits were getting torn to pieces by crabs with the odd one or two coming aboard until this crab ball appeared. Six or seven crabs made it to the surface, god knows how many might have been on the bait when it was 100 ft down. I knew that Etive could be bad for crabs destroying bait but I've never seen so many crabs. After a decent start to the day it was looking a bit bleak, pretty slow few bites and fewer hook up and fish landed. All sorts of baits and hook sizes were going down but to no avail. Still a lot of banter round the boat and know one was downbeat as it was still better to be out trying to catch.

As the tide would be running there again the skipper moved us back to near the original mark with a couple of hours of the trip left. The wind was howling now and rain coming periodically so the boat was moving at anchor quite a lot so it was pretty difficult to hold bottom. So it was a nice surprise when a few spurs started to come aboard.

I had a few wee niggley bites then which I thought were whiting then got a decent bite and hook up which I thought was a small spur. But was pretty surprised to find a mackie on my line which had taken a mackie bait, cannibal :)) Quickly dispatched and cut up as fresh bait before I managed to get a wee photo. Not to mind everyone has seen one lol. One last fish was to come aboard and the best of the day as it turned out an 8lb spur for Neil. We weighted it in a sling and were surprised it was quite as heavy as it was but it was a chunky monkey.

And that was the weekend, super fun time but slow fishing, ah well next time is bound to be a bonanza, isn't it???

Oban Skate Trip 2013 - Day One

Day One

Well the weekend past was one I had been waiting for eagerly for weeks and also with some trepidation due to the adverse weather forecast more recently. On Saturday morning I met with Jason (Sultzer) and we traveled down to Oban fairly uneventfully but constantly the chat kept going back to the weather. When we arrived at Oban there was a fresh southerly blowing.

We quickly geared up and made our way to the slip to speak to Colin, the skipper of the M.V. Creagallan, to find out his thoughts on the wind which was forecast to pick up. His mind was to sail out beyond the point for a look, then either go to the skate marks or Etive if it didn't look favourable. We set off once the rest of the anglers had appeared, one of Jay's colleagues Pete and his son Callum and the three Morecambe boys (Dave, Paul and Terry), Dave had one the Skate trip as a raffle prize held for last years Sick Kids Comp. The wind and swell were not bad enough to send us steaming into Etive but it was going to turn into a bouncy trip from time to time. After anchoring in the lee of a headland in about 130m of water we got the first baits (usual selection of mackies, squid, bluey and rainbow trout to start) down and waited. A couple of rods with small hooks also were put down to see what else might be about.

By and large there was just a roll on board but the odd period of larger swell did spill round the corner to make it a bit uncomfortable from time to time. It was a slow morning, but as often when the fishing is slow the banter is quick and there was a good atmosphere on board with everyone getting on and having a great laugh. One of the small rods went (first bite on anything of the day shortly before lunch and Jay handed the rod to Callum the young lad on board. He was delighted when he landed a spur of about 3-4 lbs, not a massive one but his first 'shark' :) I think a new sea fishing addiction has been started.

Just after this I decided to bring in my light rod as the tide run had really picked up and it was hard to hold bottom. A small extra weight on the line when I reeled in but I just thought that was just the tide so was delighted when I saw a blackmouth dogfish come over the side. The only species I particularly wanted to catch that weekend bar the skate. A really cool wee thing of about 3/4 lb.

With the wind a swell starting to build about 13:30 the skipper called for one last re bait before we would have to move to beat the tide turning and do a bit of general fishing somewhere more sheltered. One of the whiting I had caught onboard in Feb came to hand and down it went, first time we had used that bait that day. Jason and I had gone into the wheelhouse to speak to Colin and have a sarnie when about 15 mins later  a long strong run on a ratchet. Ooooh some action finally. Out of the wheelhouse to find that it was my rod that had gone (lovely wee whiting). Another couple of small runs, tightening up the line to set the hook and skate on, yeehaa.

Now there were five skate virgins out of seven anglers aboard so as this was likely the only hook up we were going to get all weekend (due to worsening weather) I decided to do the generous thing offer the rod to the first to step forward. This led to silence and five worried looks around at each other (they all still claim they immediately lept to their collective feet :)). I was up for this, one more ask before the I shut the door and took the fight myself. Second time round Terry, one of the Morecambe boys, stepped up to the plate and took up the strain. Lots of pissing taking ensued as he felt the weight and strength of the fish on the line. It was a feisty bugger but he dealt with it well. Dave took the strain a couple of times to give Terry a wee rest but even so it was off the bottom and over the gunnel in a little over 30 mins. A nice 112lb male, which had obviously been caught recently as there was a clean gaff mark visible as it came to the side.

Quickly measured, a few photos and safely back in the water to swim strongly off. Great sight as ever with the skate coming aboard then flicking its tail back to the depths. As was the grins round the boat as not only were there five skate virgins but this was the first encounter any of them had with a common skate. Pics and videos are great but not a patch on the real thing. I have to say I was a tad nervous I'd given a PB away but seeing Terry and is pals so happy with the skate  I was so glad I hadn't been selfish.

We then moved into a shallower and more sheltered bay on the way back but with no luck for the hour or so we spent there. Still we were all ready to get back for a beer and a slap up roast dinner kindly cooked by Pete (it was unexpected and excellent, roast pork and all the trimmings), then a few more beers and fishy chat in the pub. Slow fishing but a really great fun day, what would day two bring.

Sunny but slow day at Elliot beach

Elliot Beach, Arbroath

With the weather being lovely and sunny and dare I say it a tad warmer than normal I decided to take the opportunity to get out and flex the rods for the first time in a month. I decided to try for a flounder or two over low but just couldn't decide where to head, East Neuk, St Andrews pier, the Tay, Arbroath or St Cyrus. In the end I plumped for Elliot Beach as I hadn't been in a while. Low tide was just after six and I planned to fish two down two up but my impatience to head off turned it into three down one up.

I parked at the back of the golf course and when I crossed the railway crossing found a wooden walk walkway has been put over the back of the  dunes similar to the one at St Cyrus. Good quality and ends right at the top of the dunes, all good. A nice calm sea greeted me and after scanning the beach I decided to go down right and fish what looked to be a wee sand gully. I was pretty hopeful of some fish, but decided to fish one rod close in and fire the other one out (more as casting practice than any hope but you never know).

A wee flounder

The first few baits came back untouched but I was un-surprised as the sea was more coloured than I had hoped and still bloody freezing. At least the air temp was nice, the sun was shining and the dog walkers all had good control of their animals and let me be a good day to be outside all told. After about an hour things started to look better as some bites started showing through and I landed a wee 19cm flounder. Perfectly lip hooked, a quick photo and he was put back to grow up. But rather than being the start of things it was the end. That wee guy must've been responsible for all the bites as once he was caught they stopped. An other three hours of no bites. Still I got some good casting practice in between staring at a stationary rod tip.

Beady Eye

I would have liked to stay and fish the whole tide up but when the sun set the temp plummeted and I realised I had made the error of not bringing warmer gear to fish the darkness so off home it was with the single flounder. No blank and a nice day out at least.

Wee trip to say hello to Sharpie

After an invite up to Elgin to stay with Sharpie for a night, we decided to meet up as Sandend Bay for a few hours fishing into night then see what the following day would bring weatherwise before we decided where to go.

On arrival the weather was cloudy but reasonably warm (for the time of year) and the wind no more than a stiff breeze. First thoughts were to target flatties until dark O'clock then see if there were any silver spikies about. As there were half dozen to a dozen or so surfers in the bay when we arrived we walked towards the far end of the beach to set up and see what was about. Lots of different baits went out, mackie, squid  lug, sand eel  bluey and prawns.


Things started well, first in was myself with a not bad flounder of 22cm. This was quickly followed by a belter Sharpie reeled in, 29 cm and pretty chunky.

All I was getting was casting practice (but I need it :))and stripped baits. Sharpie was much the same till after another hour he landed a lovely double shot of fat flounders at 28 and 27 cms.


The wind was building and the skies becoming more menacing as dark fell. But this didn't stop Sharpie. Another double shot of flounder 27 and 29cms.

So the flattie bash part of the session went well (for Sharpie 5-1) for the couple of hours we were at it. Unfortunately the bass hunt never really got began. A couple of casts in we were hit by a really strong wind and heavy (and bloody sore) hail storm. And after I just managed to stop my tripod going over for the second time we decided discretion was the better part of valour. We were lashed all the way back to the cars with pretty big hails stones, face and hands stinging by the time we got the gear stowed and off to Sharpies for some scran and to plan day 2.

Sick Kids Charity Comp - Eiliot Beach Arbroath

Sunday was the annual charity fishing competion to raise some badly needed funds for the Sick Kids Hospital in Edinburgh. I had been looking forward to this as it had always clashed with other things and this was the first time I was free to fish it.



Early arrivals wait for the start

Registration was 8 - 9 a.m. with fishing 9:30 a.m. till 3:30 p.m. and it was a pegged match which means you pull a number out of a hat and the luck (or lack of it) give you your stance on the beach for the day. I pulled out 22 from the hat and after exchanging a few hellos with some folk wnodered down to see where I was on the beach. Turned out I had been drawn right next to another Jedi SAC member, Sultzer. We were down at the peg early so had a lot of time to chat to others as they came down to the beach to find their own pegs.

Weather was absolutely beautiful and there was just a gentle breeze in the air and nice a warm. Perfect for a sociable days fishing catching up with some folk I'd not seen in a while and hopefully also catching a few :)

And we are off

My second wee flounder

After a waiting a while the time came to start fishing. As it was a catch and release competition everyone was limited to fishing with one rod and a rig with no more than three hooks on it. Fishing was slow for me all day long, but there were some really nice Turbot being landed all along the beach. Unfortunately now chanced by my hooks and all I had to show for the day was two small flounders. Still won a case of beers and another couple of things in the raffle.

Best of all the day raised over £2,000 for the Royal Sick Children's Hospital in Edinburgh. 

St Andrews

After not getting out for a wee dangle of hooks for over three weeks I was set to get out this Friday. -high tide around 8 p.m. and a weather forecast of little wind a some rain. Well the tide was right lol, bright shies high could no rain and a fair gusty wind from the SE.

Just my second trip to St Andrews pier with the last being a flounder fest I was hopeful for a few fish. Two main rods out off the pier end one left to the rockier stuff and one a bit right onto sand plus the mini species rod just over the side of the pier wall. Nothing for the first half hour or so until my mini species rod buckled immediately after a re-bait. It is an extremely light rod so I knew it was nothing massive but certainly not a blenny lol. Soon a double hook up of two wee pollock appeared. Released then rebaited and again almost immediately another slightly larger single pollock appeared. Not exactly ground breaking big fish but pretty fun on the light rod whilst I waited on something to take on the big rods and there were the usual progression of folk coming for a chat to break the time.


Not long to wait for a thumping bite on my left rod over the rocky ground, strike, hook up and I thought I'd missed as I cold feel no weight on the line until I saw the unsightly sea scorpion coming in. Must be a very powerful fish for its size as it weighed next to nothing but its bite was that of a much bigger fish. Ugly beggar but my 18th species of the year :)

Fairly quickly afterwards my other big rod went and there was a wee bit of weight on it this time and a couple of thumps on the rod on the way in, up the pier side and a nice plump flounder about a lb.

I stayed another couple of hours but that was it on the fish front, not even another bites just three bait robbing crabs.

Looking forward to a Jedi trip west next weekend, hopefully something a bit bigger :)

Lots of driving, lots of midgies and a few fish

Well the plan was a nice leisurely rive over to Lochaline to fish the West Pier overnight on Friday night and then stop somewhere on the way back on Saturday. Beautiful day for a drive in the countryside through Perthshire and Glen Coe. Bit of a hold up going through Glen Coe for an accident (nobody hurt badly thankfully) but let me to get a couple of nice pics of the scenery. When I got to the Corran Ferry it dawned on me that it was the first time this year I'd been across on it. It's a strange wee ferry to cross a small spanse of water, always makes me think that a bridge would make more sense, but I'd be pretty sad if a bridge did get put up. Funny how small things like that can give you a feeling of well being, it like the gateway to the wilderness. Unfortunately on getting over to Lochaline I found half of it filled with logs and the other half filled with anglers with the same idea. I had a chat with them and they's only had a doggie and a small conger for the 6 odd hours they'd been fishing between the 8 odd of them. They said they'd make room but with me meeting Sharpie and Nikki I didn't think that there was nearly enough room for another 3 of us. Next thought was the Sheepshed but it had a family of Dutch ensconced in a camper van so no room at the inn again. Two hours and 60 miles later I passed the Corran Ferry again with the rods never leaving the car. So where to go, my banker in the area is Camasnagaul Ferry Landing so that's where I decided, phoned Sharpie to arrange to meet there.

That night turned out to be a doggie-a-thon and all tiny as well. Fort William seemed like it was jumping shrieking, hollering, loud dance music and sirens. Funny how different things can look at a bit of distance as the photo I took that night makes it look so serene. After about three hours we packed it in as there was nothing moving bar the doggies and planned to get up early to fish the tide down on daylight.

After a fairly fitful sleep in the motor I was up the back of six and back out with the rods. That's when I realised it was still calm and was hit with a wave of midgies. Honestly in all the summers I've spent in the west I have never ever experienced anything like that. Clouds and clouds of the wee scottish vampires.  I am glad to report that Skin so Soft works wonders as the midgies were out in full force and I only got bitten 6 six times even though I was surrounded by 1000's. Sharpie and Nikki were more sensible than me staying in their tent till the wind pick up and blew them away.

Still fishingwise I had a reasonable thornie of 4lb odd and a couple more doggies to add the the bulk load the night previously. But sharpie when he venured out had a wee species hunt landing a Grey Gurnard (my target unfulfilled for the weekend) then a doggie, dab double hit followed by a codling and a wee thornie. So 5-2 in Sharpies favour species wise but I had the bulk of numbers in all the doggies from Friday. Would rather have had the Grey Gurnard though. Will be back to get one :)

Got a few nice shots of the local swans as well.

Wee head clearing session

After not being out for a month and being tied up with other things lately I took the window of opportunity to get out and dangle some hooks in the water at Riverside again. Tide timings etc were not great but at the mo I just need to get out when I can so was there and fishing an hour past low tide. The water was manky dark so just fished one rod as I didn't expect much.

 One chap fishing to the right of me with what looked like baited sabikis and another to my left fisihing similarly to me with a three hook flapper, bait of choice good old raw prawns.

I got chatting to the guy to my left (as usual never asked his name) and he was just getting back into fishing after seeing folk down the Riverside. He asked me to ID a fish he had caught over on the Fifie side just before low tide. Turned out to be a nice bass about 1.5-2lbs he had caught on fresh crab he had scavenged where he was fishing from. Jammy git :)

Baits were getting stripped and the rods rattled constantly but clean hooks were coming in all the time, tiny flatties the most likely culprits and they were soon proved to be as I landed three in two casts. It was just after these had been caught that a wee flash of silver caught my eye close into the wall and when I looked there were 100's of sandeels (or similar) boiling the water for about 20 yards either side of where I was standing (maybe further) not sure if that is normal for the Tay or not though? Would've thought the water too brackish.

I'd only brought bait for a short session so after about three hours I packed up, out of bait, with another three flounders to my name, six for the session (no photos as there was nothing of note totally average for Riverside).

Still the object was to clear the head and that was achieved and without a blank, hopefully a more productive session over the weekend though.

Tay in the Rain

Tide - >>H>>
Bait - Bluey, Herring, Razor

Well I popped over for another bash yesterday afternoon for another short sesh over high tide. Lovely morning that turned to torrential rain about five mins after I left home! Sods Law still in for a penny and all that. There were a lot of lads fishing behind the footie pitches as I passed but Riverside Drive itself was empty. Baits out quick smart, as ever and nothing apart from pishing rain for ages. Then a couple of massive weed monsters that almost dragged both rods over. Nightmare. An hour in I almost packed up but I didn't want the blank. Not long after I got a fairly sharp take and landed an average sized Tay flounder of 20cm fell to razor, shortly followed by another on herring. Persistence pays off :)

About that time the rain slackened off and eventually the sun came back out and it turned into a fairly nice day again (for a while). After slack water the weed came on badly again and I started casting much shorter to avoid the worst of it. Very quickly that my smaller rod had gone in it was dancing about and Ianded a flounder/codling combo. Never had a codling myself on the Tay, only a quarter pound or so but not a flounder for a change. Rebait and cast back to the same spot and another two flounders quickly appeared. The rain looked like it was going to re-appear then so I decided to pack up and head home four flounders and a wee codling to the good. Better than last time and worth the rain.

Apologies for the single photo but baw jaws here deleted the rest as uploading them.

Operation Udderman: A Beach too Far! (part 1)

Bait - Anything and everything
Rigs - As above
Tide - All
Place - Various beach, rock and pier marks in East and North East Scotland


After a lot of PM's, where to go, what species to target, it was D-Day for all the strategic planning to come into action.


Day 1 - Arbroath to St Cyrus


Malky 'Udderman' picked me up and after a short pit stop for a coffee he was quickly ready to crack on with our three day tour. First stop was to be Arbroath cliffs to see if there were any wrasse to be had. Parking up at Vicky Park it was obvious that it was going to be a cracking day weather wise and hopefully the fish going to come out to play.

After a quick walk along the cliff we chose our spot to start the weekend. A nice flatish rocky platform into fairly deep water, about 15-25 ft at high tide. Both of us using sliding float rigs and worms to try and entice out the fish. Working around the rocky ledges and occasionally into deeper open water we moved along the mark and back for a couple of hundred feet trying different spots to no avail. Nae wrasse to show. 


Time to change tactics and see if there were any other fish to be had, pollock was the objective or possible some mackies for fresh bait for the weekend. So out with the the spinners it was and quite quickly Malky was into a fish and landed a coalie. I followed shortly after with one of my own.


Fair bit of fun with light gear. We landed about 16 or so over 40 mins the largest about 2.5lbs. Skate bait anyone?


It was a couple of hours before low tide now so we packed up and after a coffee and a natter it was off to Eliott Beach for flatties.

We got the rods out about an hour before low tide and started to scout about to see if there was any lug to be had. Very few casts around and small worms didn't make Malky's effort worth while. We did fine a couple of sand eels washed up onshore. Probably due to the sea bird activity a few hundred yards offshore. 


Despite varying bait and hook sizes Malky caught the solitary flounder of out 3 hrs on Eliott. First time I have blanked there in numerous visits, nae happy!


 So after a not so swift visit to the chippy it was off to venue three of the day St Cyrus beach to meet up with Malky's pal Daveraver. I'd never met Dave before but he is a nice guy, good to chat to and a pleasure to fish with.

When we had walked down to the beach we found that there was a horde of teenagers having a party on the beach and trying to start a fire, lots of smoke and not many flames, so we set up little off to their right. One of the girls went over to Dave to ask what we were doing. Hmm fishing rods, line, hooks etc a bit of a no brainer there. Dave moved to the other side away from them to avoid any more daft questions. To be fair to them they didn't bother us the rest of the night even if they did have a shit taste in music, though I didn't see a lot of rubbish bags being filled.


Fish wise it was slow to begin with but once the sun lowered in the sky and the wind dropped the fish turned up. A few single flounders for us all and one double shot to Malky. Malky also catching the only dab. I think Dave had four or five flounders when he packed up and Malky and I had five each plus the one dab for Malky when we packed up shortly after.


Day one over it was back to the car for four hours kip (I was to be on milk time!) with a good few fish each. 


Not spectacular fishing but a good day none the less and two more to come.